Qian Wang's girlfriend nudged him: "Speak more politely."
Wu Changfeng said, "There's no other way. A price war is about cutting costs; otherwise, what will we have to compete with?"
"Factory manager, why don't you come back?" Qian Wang pleaded desperately, "Even if you lead us in a price war, we'll be happy."
Wu Changfeng shook his head: "I have my own factory now, and it's about to start production. It's impossible for me to go back to making fishbone antennas."
"What?" Qian Wang's eyes widened. "A new factory? And it's a collaboration with the mining bureau? Transfer me there, I'm waiting for Qian to get married!"
"No, no." Wu Changfeng shook his head: "It's a company I registered in Qingyang Town, and it has nothing to do with the Mining Bureau."
Qian Wang looked disappointed.
After all, he worked for the mining bureau, and nominally, he still had a "secure job."
The two chatted for a while longer before Qian Wang left with a sigh.
Lin Xiaoru, standing to the side, was startled, her face paling, and her voice trembling: "You, that, he, isn't, you, how, what, exactly..."
Wu Changfeng picked up the rice cooker: "I told you long ago, I'm making money. That was my former employee. That kid was always taking leave to date, and I paid him over 700 yuan a month."
"Over 700!" Lin Xiaoru was immediately shocked: "What on earth did you do?!"
"It's nothing, let's hurry up and buy something."
Lin Xiaoru bought all the family supplies in a daze.
When the bill came, it was over 2,000 yuan!
Wu Changfeng threw banknotes out of his bag, and Lin Xiaoru felt as if her blood was being drawn out.
Completely bewildered by Wu Changfeng's extravagant spending.
Back home, I cleaned and tidied up.
I made several dishes.
Wu Changfeng wolfed down his food: "My wife's cooking is still the best."
"Slow down." Lin Xiaoru served Wu Changfeng some food while asking, "You really made money? You're not lying to me, are you? Your debts are all gone? And you bought that car too?"
"Pinch your thigh and see if it hurts."
"I won't pinch you!"
“Then I’ll pamper you tonight.” Wu Changfeng raised an eyebrow.
Lin Xiaoru's face flushed red, as if it were about to bleed: "Eat, eat! So annoying."
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