"Boss, our new factory must be ready by March at the latest. With such a tight schedule, the construction is going to be really tough!"
"Boss, can you tell me how much it's going to cost to build such a huge workshop? All I have right now is the deposit from Beijing and the provincial city. I have to cover materials and wages, and also purchase sewing machines... Sigh!"
"Boss, my dear boss..."
On the way back to town, Factory Director Ji, feeling as though he had unblocked his Ren and Du meridian channels, kept babbling, which gave Wong Xiao a buzzing headache.
He hadn't responded the whole time, not because he didn't know what Factory Director Ji was after, but he couldn't figure out—
Was Old Ji previously playing dumb, or did he suddenly grasp some profound truth about life?
Wong Xiao looked at Factory Director Ji and simply couldn't convince himself that this guy had always been this clever.
An old saying slowly crossed his mind—
