“Is this your biggest offer?”
"Yes, Mr. Gu, you can think about it. You don't have to rush to reply to me."
"Okay, let me go back and think about it and give you an answer tomorrow."
After seeing Gu Desheng off, Ling Ju breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as I was about to relax on the sofa for a while, Hu Wei arrived.
"Sister Ling Ju, you really are cut out for this line of work. I haven't said much today, but you've already finished explaining everything. Did you see Secretary Chen's expression? He looks very satisfied."
"I hope I don't embarrass Brother Hu!" Secretary Chen is close to the big boss, and Ling Ju was still a little nervous when she sat there.
Looking at Ling Ju's smiling face, Hu Wei was dazed for a moment. This girl looked much prettier and thinner than the day of the interview.
"By the way, our factory may open a separate production line for clothing in the future, mainly high-end home wear. We have produced several sets so far. I'll give you one to try on." Hu Wei handed the bag in his hand to Ling Ju.
"That's a good feeling!"
Ling Ju was not sure whether Gu Desheng could get 5,000 sets at a time. If he could, it would be a really big order.
After work, I packed up and went home. The seven-kilometer journey took me an hour and a half.
The weather was very hot today. When I was almost at the entrance of the regiment headquarters, my white shirt was already soaked with sweat.
When she turned her head, she saw Zheng Pingping's little sisters nearby, staring at her, not knowing what they were doing.
Ignore it and go back.
She was already familiar with and accustomed to life here, and would not let her life become uncontrollable because of a man. In her previous life, she was already 28 years old, and she had seen all kinds of people, especially all kinds of scumbags.
Don't say that Song Qi is handsome. It is true that being handsome will attract attention, but being handsome cannot make a living. The most important thing is to have money. She can't do what Zheng Pingping did, who is willing to die for a man, at least not in this life.
Besides harming yourself, how much impact can love-brain have on others?
Taking a shower as soon as I get home, then drinking medicine and making tea has become a regular routine in the evening.
When Song Qi returned home, he saw Ling Ju standing by the window drinking medicine, with her long hair hanging down behind her head like a waterfall, and wearing clean clothes. He could smell the faint smell of Chinese medicine, and she was still taking the medicine.
Her skin is getting better and better, and all the red pimples on her face have disappeared. I guess the medicine is working.
Seeing Song Qi come in, Ling Ju smiled and greeted him.
"My parents will come to visit the regiment headquarters in a few days."
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