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The restaurant Song Xiaojuan arranged for was the best in the county, but Liu Qingyun pouted as soon as he walked in: "You are a boss after all, how can you treat me to such a shabby meal?"
Song Xiaojuan knew he was doing it on purpose, so she retorted: "Why, your position doesn't allow me to use my ultimate move to break you?"
"Song Xiaojuan, I am your investor after all, and you talk to me like that!" Liu Qingyun is already in his thirties and he doesn't behave properly in front of them.
Liu Yulan pinched his arm and said coquettishly: "How can you talk like that?"
Just at this time, Zhao Guomin also came in, and Song Xiaojuan didn't say anything else. After all, they were all men and had more to talk about.
She raised her eyebrows at Li Yulan and whispered: "When are you getting married?"
Li Yulan's face dropped noticeably. "I mentioned it several times, but he didn't respond."
Song Xiaojuan glanced at Liu Qingyun who was chatting animatedly with Zhao Guomin, then continued in a low voice: "Then what are you planning? Women can't stand the test. When you are forty years old, twenty-year-old girls will come out again. Think it over for yourself." There is no need to hide anything when talking to Li Yulan. If you really want to treat her well, you must tell the truth.
She also believed that Li Yulan was not the kind of person who would be heartbroken after hearing a few words of truth.
As expected, Li Yulan finished listening and poured her a cup of tea. "I understand what you're saying. I've also come to terms with it. I'll take my son back and we'll live together from now on. As for him... let's just live one day at a time."
Knowing that she was clear-headed, Song Xiaojuan didn't say anything more. What's wrong with the room? The air conditioner is not on. It's so hot that she took off her coat.
"Aren't you cold?" It was already very cold in Northeast China in October, but Song Xiaojuan actually took off her coat, which really shocked Li Yulan.
"I don't know why, but I always feel like there's something on my body burning. Even when I sleep at night, the soles of my feet and hands are hot."
Li Yulan looked at Song Xiaojuan for a while and said, "Why do I feel like you're going through menopause?"
"Go to hell, you are..." Song Xiaojuan was halfway through her words when a word suddenly flashed through her mind. The states of menopause and postpartum depression are similar. It seems that her temper has only started to change since she gave birth to Nian Nian.
Could it be that she has postpartum depression? Oh my God, why didn’t I think of it earlier?
Li Yulan waved her hand in front of her: "What are you thinking about?"
Song Xiaojuan grabbed the hand in front of her and asked in surprise, "Have you ever heard of postpartum depression in Guangzhou?"
"No, what is this?" Li Yulan looked confused.
Song Xiaojuan shook her head and said nothing more.
It was not until the dinner table that Song Xiaojuan realized that Andy Lau was not simply accompanying Li Yulan home. In his words, he was inspecting the company.
Song Xiaojuan knew that his purpose could not be that simple.
Sure enough, after visiting the company and factory the next day, I put forward my ideas.
Andy Lau's casual manner when talking about business is completely different from his usual speaking style.
"Let me be frank. I only take the dividends from the company, but I want your design. Of course, it will still be under your company's name."
What he did was actually no different from before, but Song Xiaojuan didn't open a factory at that time. Now it's different. She has her own factory, and she can't be limited to this area in the county.
What Andy Lau did was equivalent to blocking her future path to Guangzhou.
But she had to compromise because she didn't have enough money.
I have to say that Andy Lau’s brain is really useful.
When Song Xiaojuan returned home, she told Zhao Guomin about this.
Zhao Guomin sat at the dining table, listening thoughtfully: "You don't have enough funds."
Song Xiaojuan lowered her head to serve the porridge. After listening to him, she rolled her eyes and when she looked up, she smiled bitterly: "Yes, with the opening of the factory, hiring more people, and getting fabrics, money is a bit tight."
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