Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 198

Sang Xiaoyu came back to her senses and said, "Don't keep bringing up this topic, it's not very interesting."

Li Junhao said: "It's nothing, it doesn't matter whether you choose or not, it's good for you to have fun."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Chunhui immediately said, "I just realized that it's no wonder Sang Xiaoyu treats you so well. It turns out that you are the master of flattering."

Li Junhao dismissively said: "Who are you? When I met her, you didn't know who to get along with. We are childhood sweethearts.

When I was a child, I protected her in all aspects. If you don't believe me, just ask her. "

Jiang Chunhui cast his eyes on Sang Xiaoyu, who nodded persistently.

Li Junhao said: "Our pure friendship has existed since we were in kindergarten. You can't do it, it's a thousand miles away."

Jiang Chunhui was envious of Sang Xiaoyu in his heart. No matter how determined he was, he even wrote calligraphy and paintings and hung them on the wall, but if she had something to do, he would have the urge to help.

Li Junhao can only go too far than himself.

Just now I heard him say that he would give out nearly 100 million, and knowing that this kid spent all his money and turned over his family fortune, one can imagine how much he supports Sang Xiaoyu.

Sang Xiaoyu still couldn't let go of her love for Cheng Weize in her heart.

Cheng Weize, on the other hand, was eyeing him, ready to resume the treatment of a prospective husband at any time.

Only Sang Xiaoyu, she seems to be a woman who has no desires and desires, she is sincere to others, but does not mix a trace of emotion.

The meal lasted until twelve o'clock, and Sang Xiaoyu asked the two of them to stay here for the night, because it would be too dangerous to drive, so Sang Xiaoyu would go upstairs to her mother's place after speaking.

Jiang Chunhui said: "You let us two men sleep in the same bed?"

Sang Xiaoyu's house is one room, she said: "One of you sleeps on the sofa, you must take a shower, or I will be in trouble."

Without even thinking about it, Jiang Chunhui rushed to the back room and said, "I'm too sleepy, I don't have time to wash."

Sang Xiaoyu followed into the house and saw that Jiang Chunhui had already laid down on it. Sang Xiaoyu wanted to pull him up, saying at least you should wash your feet, right?

Jiang Chunhui didn't do it yet, but Li Junhao ran to the bathroom.

Sang Xiaoyu had nothing to do, she also ran to the bathroom, fetched a pot of hot water, and said, "I really can't stand the smell of your feet."

Sang Xiaoyu closed the door, put away the clean towels and bath towels, and went out.

Sang Xiaoyu came to the bedroom and saw that Jiang Chunhui had already fallen asleep.

Sang Xiaoyu didn't care whether he was really sleeping or pretending to be sleeping, she lifted the quilt, took off the socks on his feet, then dragged him to the end of the bed, washed his feet, and washed the socks.

Jiang Chunhui was obviously not asleep, but he was enjoying Sang Xiaoyu's considerate service to him. Even though Sang Xiaoyu was obsessed with cleanliness, he was always serving himself.

Sang Xiaoyu wanted to blow the socks with a hair dryer, but seeing that Li Junhao was still washing them, she went upstairs with the wet socks.

Right in the corridor, Sang Xiaoyu's bowels were turning green. If she knew that Jiang Chunhui would come, she would rather spend some money than dedicate her space to these two stinky men.

Standing outside the door, Sang Xiaoyu could feel the bad smell in the room.

The next day, Sang Xiaoyu came to her room, not to mention the messy cups and plates, it was also horrible.

Sang Xiaoyu had no choice but to roll up her sleeves and tidy up for two hours, scolding these two men for being unclean like pigs.

Sang Xiaoyu opened all the windows, and frowned, feeling that the smell in the room was not right.

It was almost nine o'clock before Sang Xiaoyu drove to the factory.

Sang Xiaoyu got out of the car and saw the silence in the seasoning factory.

The roaring sound of the machine has stopped, and there are scattered people sitting in the yard everywhere, their eyes are as loose as a plate of loose sand, and they are whispering everywhere, no matter how you look at it, they seem to be careless.

Sang Xiaoyu immediately remembered the scene when he and Li Junhao came here, and now it is even worse.

Sister Wei came to her office early and asked what to do. If the production is stopped, it will be a drop in the bucket just to rely on that little inventory.

Sang Xiaoyu talked about her plan, and she said: "I borrowed some money from others, first started the production, and the sales are still stable, and then I want to cash out the factory."

Sister Wei was dumbfounded, and asked in disbelief: "I checked just now, and if all the debts are recovered, plus the goods from the wholesale point, there will be [-] to [-].

As long as the money comes back, production should not be a problem. "

Sang Xiaoyu shook her head persistently and said, "It's not all because the factory is failing, but I think the steps are too small, and I want to change careers."

"You don't want to do it anymore?" Sister Wei looked at her in disbelief.

Sang Xiaoyu nodded. She glanced at the workers outside who had nothing to do and said, "I don't want to do it anymore. I think that's the way it is in the seasoning factory. Its income is less than one million a year. After all the expenses, there are only five dollars left." , 60, this is not my goal, it is difficult for this factory to take off, but I don’t know if it can be exchanged.”

Sister Wei asked, "How much do you plan to sell it for?"

Sang Xiaoyu looked around and said, "You are not an outsider, and I don't intend to hide it from you. I discussed it with Jiang Chunhui and Li Junhao last night. We asked for 50 yuan, and finally set it at 40 yuan.

The 40 won’t move, if I can’t cash it out, I’ll just go ahead and find a horse. Anyway, I don’t have much loss, if I can’t cash it out, I’ll just keep doing it. "

"40? How about a loan?"

Sang Xiaoyu said: "I have already thought about it. The loan is all used in the factory. When the arrears come back, the money will be paid. It is more than enough to pay back to the bank. I don't worry about it."

"This factory may not be easy to exchange, what should you do if you don't have money?"

Sang Xiaoyu said confidently: "Our sales have always been quite stable. Outsiders don't know anything about such a big incident. It shouldn't be difficult for us to get our money back.

In fact, I am also a bit reluctant. If it is not because I think the profit is too low, I still don't want to give up this factory. "

"Then what are you going to do?" Sister Wei asked suspiciously.

"Do your job.

I plan to open a restaurant, my husband and I, the original.We have done at least five or six restaurants, so we can be regarded as an experienced person.

I still plan to let you come over, how about you still be my vice president? "

Sang Xiaoyu sincerely invited her, no matter what her temper is, she is also a talent regardless of her working ability.

Sister Wei shook her head and said, "I can't, I don't like that line of work, and we both have different personalities, if we still eat in the same pot, something will happen sooner or later.

I like this factory very much. After Huang Daqing took over, I didn't help him for a day. If you don't do it, I will leave too. "

Sang Xiaoyu thought for a while and said, "That's fine, don't force it.

No matter, that's the plan anyway, you call the workers back now, and we'll go to the soy sauce factory. "

Sister Wei asked puzzledly: "Aren't you going to exchange? How about reinvesting?"

(End of this chapter)