When they left, the sun had already set. The weak sunshine looked very tired, but the sunset on the horizon was red and bright. Li Junhao wanted her to take a taxi back, saying that it was too cold to take his own car.
Sang Xiaoyu disagreed.
She wants to take a walk.
She wanted to digest everyone's behavior today.
Li Junhao accompanied her and pushed the motorcycle.
Sang Xiaoyu asked where his car was?
Li Junhao said he didn't want to drive the truck and left it at the company.
Li Junhao asked her if she was afraid?
Sang Xiaoyu nodded and said yes.
Li Junhao said don't be afraid, I am here, I am your bottom line.
Sang Xiaoyu said she didn't want to implicate him.
Li Junhao said that something happened to him, and the only person who really cared about him was her, besides his mother. Now he realized that he really didn’t have many friends. The so-called friends came over to take a look at him, and they were more concerned about the company. What should I do?
Only now do I realize that colleagues and friends are completely different things.
Sang Xiaoyu said not to place your hopes on others. No matter it is good or bad, there is not much others can do except yourself.
Li Junhao said that anyway, he is quite content now. He said that he does not need to have many close friends, just one is enough.
He also looked at her and said that she was his confidante.
Sang Xiaoyu said when did you become a poet?
Li Junhao said that people who are close to Zhu are red, and he also said that she is the source...
Sang Xiaoyu still wanted to chat, but the phone rang. It was her mother's and asked her to go home early for dinner.
Li Junhao took off his clothes and put them on her body.
Sang Xiaoyu quit because he said it was colder when he was riding a motorcycle.
Li Junhao said that there was a way to keep both of them from being cold, but he was afraid that she would not dare.
Sang Xiaoyu said that there was nothing she dared not do.
Li Junhao said that by letting her sit in front of him, he could protect himself from the wind and rain, and he could keep her warm.
Sang Xiaoyu still refused and put the clothes on him again, but when hugging him, she attached herself to his broad back.
Li Junhao feels unprecedentedly happy.
Sang Xiaoyu's warm body pressed against his back and she crossed her hands on his chest. It felt so happy.
Li Junhao is experiencing this kind of plain and deep happiness now.
Li Junhao recalled countless times the impact of happiness that Sang Xiaoyu brought to him today. The impact was so strong that he felt that the colors around him had changed, and they were so bright and brilliant.
Sang Xiaoyu inspected for three days in total. She went to the morning market in person, sold seasonings, and had several phone calls with Sister Wei.
Sang Xiaoyu felt that although this woman was hostile to him, she was a straightforward person and would say whatever she wanted, unlike Huang Daqing who was full of panic words.
Sister Wei was not polite and said that she would leave as soon as Sang Xiaoyu paid her salary. If it wasn't for her pity for Huang Daqing, she would have left long ago. She said that Huang Daqing was playing cards besides playing cards and was not focused on production at all.
He invests money and turns a blind eye, and even the best factory will be ruined by him.
Sang Xiaoyu said that he wanted to keep her and let her focus on sales.
Sister Wei said to wait and see, she didn't have any hope.
Sang Xiaoyu always felt that it would work. After a comprehensive inspection of the market, she decided to take over. She was panicked. No one knew what the future would be. Only by trying it out would you know what would happen.
It took Sang Xiaoyu less than half a month to take over the factory. She didn't reveal a word to Jiang Chunhui about the process, which made him furious when he found out.
When Jiang Chunhui found out, Sang Xiaoyu had already paid the money and signed the contract.
Jiang Chunhui was very angry when he ran to the soy sauce factory.
Sang Xiaoyu is organizing people to decorate.
The strong rotten and sour smell almost made Jiang Chunhui breathless.
Sang Xiaoyu also wanted to transform the environment, so she decided to start from the root cause.
Taking over the soy sauce factory is full of problems.
Sang Xiaoyu really didn't know what to do at first. Li Junhao came to accompany him almost every day. Cheng Weize also came twice and gave her good guidance.
Sang Xiaoyu was not impulsive, but he did not expect that the initial investment was indeed quite large. Although it was not a complete renovation, the warehouse, factory and office were all too old. With the 50,000 yuan Sang Xiaoyu spent, there was no change.
Well, the money is gone.
Sang Xiaoyu found a professional through Li Junhao and started to develop the formula. Sang Xiaoyu felt that the original thing was still a bit backward, so she specifically found an expert in this field and asked the expert to give him one word: money.
Sang Xiaoyu used her old skills again and started selling. She wanted to sell all the inventory in the warehouse. The market was almost saturated. The five yuan bottle of spices was obviously higher than the market price.
Sang Xiaoyu had no choice but to look at the boxes of seasonings one after another. If they were not sold, new ones would not be produced, so she went to Dean Bai, everyone she knew and didn't know, and asked new hires to come in.
The salesmen stepped up their sales efforts and offered more preferential policies than ever before. The purpose was to get some money back first and then completely clear out the warehouse.
When Jiang Chunhui arrived, he saw that Sang Xiaoyu looked the same as before, wearing gray work clothes and a hat on her head. He stood for a long time before he found her.
Sang Xiaoyu saw him, dusted herself off and asked the workers to continue working, while she invited him to the office.
Jiang Chunhui's face was livid and he asked: "You are getting more and more courageous now. You don't even tell me about such a big thing? What does this mean?"
He pointed at the dilapidated factory building and said, "This is a dirty, messy, and poor place. What are you making? It's food. It's food. Do you understand?"
As for their factory, you don’t need to think about it to know that it will be inspected every three days, and..."
Sang Xiaoyu interrupted him and said: "I know all this. I only have more than 200,000 yuan. Can I redeem it for a Chunhui Hotel?"
"Won't you ask me first?"
This sentence came out again, as if Sang Xiaoyu could not live without him from now on, so he said angrily: "Who are you to me? Let's not talk about the same old things, I didn't tell you on purpose.
First, you will not support me;
Secondly, why should I ask for your opinion on my own affairs? I am ambitious and want to be a boss. Of course, I have not yet expected to be a boss like you, and I will not dare to achieve it in my life at Chunhui Hotel;
Third, I still owe you the money, and I will pay it back immediately as long as you ask me. I must accept the money Cheng Weize gave me, and that is the price he should pay. Based on the above points, I feel there is no need to tell you."
"Do you have to work hard on your own? Your life used to be so comfortable. Now you don't owe anyone any debts. You can also go back to work in a design institute. Do you have to do business in vain?
Do you know that doing business is something women can do? You simply don’t understand the complexity of taking over a bankrupt factory."
Jiang Chunhui raised his hand, and Sang Xiaoyu was startled. Jiang Chunhui turned out to be taking out a cigarette.