“Okay, it’s ordered like this.” Peng Liang said with a smile, “I’ll make a call to order another 120 boxes.”
Peng Liang left his rented room and quickly made a phone call to order 120 boxes.
The phone was answered by Aunt He. It was already 10:30, and Lin Fei was cooking late-night snacks. Aunt He came to the shop after get off work and happened to hear the phone ring, so she answered it.
Upon hearing that Peng Liang wanted another 120 boxes, he was so happy he almost jumped for joy.
"Aizhen, business is booming!" a group leader from the same factory said upon hearing the voice.
Aunt He grinned and said, "So-so."
"Your family business is so big, why are you still working in the factory? You might as well stay home and be the boss's wife."
Hearing this, the others quickly chimed in, "That's right, she can just stay home and be a boss's wife collecting money. Why bother going to the factory and suffering like us?"
“I also want to be a boss at home and collect money, but business at home isn’t that good, and I don’t have much money to collect.”
He Ma planned to work until the end of September, but she wouldn't say it out loud.
Customer: "You guys are complaining about being poor to us. You're a fast food restaurant, you've opened a breakfast shop, and you even sell egg rolls. When I woke up this morning, I saw people bringing in egg rolls from your place by the truckload."
"I've spent a lot of money on the machines, and I'm only making a few cents a pound. I don't know when I'll break even."
After finishing her sentence, Aunt He hurried back to the food factory and added 120 boxes of Peng Liang's food to the handover log, writing her name on it.
Tomorrow, when Mr. He and Ruan Jianxin, who is in charge of production planning, see this, they will act accordingly.
At that time, communication was underdeveloped, and work could only be handed over through handover documents.
Back home, after washing up and going to bed, He's father woke up and told him about it.
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