Wu Changfeng sighed and said, "By then, the market will be full of selectable goods, and there will be no one to mend and patch things."
Lin Xiaoru blinked her beautiful eyes: "I don't believe anyone can make diapers?"
Wu Changfeng gave a wry smile and remained silent.
I poured myself a cup of tea and rested while drinking it.
After working for a while, Lin Xiaoru was exhausted and dizzy after cutting out only one piece. She put down the scissors, rubbed her stomach, and asked, "By the way, has Lin Xiaotong's hotel been booked?"
“It’s settled. I’m going to Honglou to entertain guests today, so we can do it together,” Wu Changfeng said. “The money and everything else have been paid, so you don’t need to worry about it.”
"That won't do. He's my only brother. Even though we don't get along, as his older sister, I have to help him as much as I can."
Wu Changfeng sighed.
Normally speaking, Lin Xiaoru would be a Voldemort.
Fortunately, Lin Xiaotong doesn't have a big appetite and doesn't make excessive demands. At most, they just banter when they meet.
With my own financial resources, I can afford it.
If this were an ordinary family, they would definitely be arguing.
Indeed, the only way to relieve worries is to get rich quick!
While munching on an apple, Lin Xiaoru suddenly remembered something and said, "Do you still remember Sister Zhang?"
Wu Changfeng thought for a moment: "It seems to be your former coworker, the one who runs the milk tea shop, right?"
"Yes," Lin Xiaoru said, "She came during the day and paid back the money she borrowed."
"Not bad." Wu Changfeng didn't say anything. If it's going to be returned, then so be it. What's there to say about such a small matter?
Lin Xiaoru continued, "Before she left, she asked you if you worked at Qimingxing."
"What's wrong?" Wu Changfeng asked suspiciously.
"Sister Zhang now owns two milk tea shops. Sometimes she has to go to Jiangcheng to pick up goods. It's inconvenient to take a bus back and forth. She saw a tricycle in the market and wanted to buy one, but she couldn't find one."
"So you mean you should pull some strings and get a quota set?"
"I'm just as puzzled as you are," Lin Xiaoru said, her bright eyes fixed on Wu Changfeng.
"You've produced and sold a few, why haven't you sold any more?"
"What happened?"
Lin Xiaoru asked with great concern.
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