Beautiful beauties in the 80s courtyard

Chapter 231 That must be heatstroke.
At this moment, Lu Qiaoge saw that Zhen Xi's complexion had improved.

The medicine she just took was probably a tranquilizer or something similar, but it was mostly the energy in her palm that had the effect.

She quietly moved her hand away.

He glanced at Zhen Xi and then called out to Director Zhou, "It's alright, President Zhen has recovered."

Upon hearing this, Director Zhou, who was in a hurry, stopped and turned to look at Lu Qiaoge.

Then he and Lao Hu told the others to stay in the corridor, and he and Lao Hu went into the conference room together.

Then I saw that Zhen Xi's head and face were covered in sweat.

The secretary was wiping Zhen Xi's sweat with a handkerchief.

The two were genuinely startled, and Director Zhou asked again whether they should go to the hospital.

The secretary said from the side, "It's okay, you're much better now, and we brought our own doctor."

Director Zhou and Lao Hu didn't insist any further.

If Zhen Xi agrees, that's fine; if he doesn't, it's impossible to force someone to go to the hospital.

This is a specific clause in their reception rules.

It is said that these wealthy individuals, especially the top billionaires, do not go to the hospital for treatment like ordinary people when they are sick.

They have private doctors and even their own private hospitals.

Including Donnie Yen, whose health condition is reportedly kept confidential.

His successor should be even more so.

Old Hu and Director Zhou exchanged a glance and breathed a sigh of relief.

The secretary was looking at Lu Qiaoge with a mixture of gratitude and shock.

Actually, the whole thing took less than two minutes.

The young factory director, Mr. Lu, managed to cover up the secret that was almost discovered.

So, did Factory Director Lu guess something?
Were her words and actions all intentional?

But at that moment, neither the secretary nor Zhen Xi had time to think about this.

However, Lu Qiaoge was explaining, as if she hadn't seen Zhen Xi's ferocious face just now.

"It's very hot today. Our conditions here are very basic. We don't even have a fan, let alone air conditioning. This is our fault. We are really sorry, Mr. Zhen."

So Director Lu thought Zhen Xi had heatstroke?

The secretary finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhen Xi paused for a moment, then slowly stood up and looked at Lu Qiaoge a few steps away.

The room was quiet, and Zhen Xi's gaze was somewhat deep.

He wasn't exactly in turmoil, but he was anything but calm.

This attack subsided so quickly.

While he felt fortunate, he was also filled with doubts.

Zhen Xi hesitated for a moment, her voice calm but her expression serious: "Director Lu, I did have some heatstroke just now, but I'm fine now. There's no need to apologize to me. This is my own problem and has nothing to do with you."

He then deliberately emphasized, "Director Lu, everything we just discussed is valid. Just do as we said. My team will stay for another day."

At this point, Zhen Xi paused for a moment, then continued, "My department store, my clothing company, and even my assets all belong to me personally. Orders I sign are legally binding at any time and in any place. Even if I have problems, the Zhen family will pay all the payments according to legal procedures."

Lu Qiaoge glanced at Zhen Xi in surprise.

Their eyes met, and Lu Qiaoge understood what Zhen Xi was trying to say.

Lu Qiaoge said with a smile, "We know that President Zhen is wealthy and the heir to the Zhen Group. The reason he signed these orders with us is because Jiangcheng is where the Zhen family has lived for generations and they have a deep affection for this place. On the other hand, it is also to help us get out of our predicament as soon as possible. We are very grateful to President Zhen."

Lu Qiaoge's words were beautiful and pleasing to the ear.

By this time, Zhen Xi's negative emotions had long since vanished.

He politely apologized to Director Zhou and the staff in the reception office.

Director Zhou naturally said it was because we hadn't taken good care of them, and then cheerfully sent them back to the Swan Hotel.

Lu Qiaoge arrived by bicycle. Chang An put Lu Qiaoge's bicycle in the trunk of the jeep, and the group drove towards the military factory.

They drove in silence, and as Lao Hu had instructed, the jeep stopped in front of the factory gate on Xiangyang Street.

The driver was Xiao Zhu, a driver from the factory.

This wasn't his first time here. But he sensed that this small factory was about to undergo a major change.

I was thinking to myself that if I were to hire someone, I would probably have to pull some strings.

Currently, the handicraft group and the food group are still separate.

As soon as you turn around the factory, you can smell the aroma of shortbread and cornbread.

Chang An went straight to his own handicraft workshop.

This was converted from a large warehouse.

The ground used to be made of yellow mud.

Old Hu had someone get a batch of old floorboards to cover the whole area, and then built wooden frames around it. In the middle was a long workbench, with chairs for the workers to sit on on either side.

Actually, the conditions for this kind of handmade assembly are already very good.

The entrance is the materials area.

Lu Qiaoge gave a brief explanation, and Fan Xiaoyu, who was already a formal worker, understood what was going on.

She quickly put down the straw weaving she was doing.

Lu Qiaoge saw that everyone was working in an orderly manner, following her method and adding their own ideas.

The quick-witted Jiu Ying went to select Jin Jin grass, while Chang An and Fan Xiaoyu studied new melon seed baskets and straw-woven palm-leaf fans.

There was a stack of scrap paper on the workbench, and next to it were various stationery items such as pencils, pens, rulers, etc.

The two talked and drew at the same time.

Jinjin quickly selected the herbs and placed them on the workbench.

Da Tian counted along with her, and once they finished counting, Jiu Ying began weaving the base.

Wei Dong was also selecting Jinjin grass for weaving palm-leaf fans.

After the two of them finished weaving the base, Fan Xiaoyu and Chang An also discussed it and took over to continue weaving.

When it's time to finish the edges, it's done by someone else.

This process is suitable for multiple people to operate.

Lu Qiaoge turned around once and then stopped paying attention.

She can just look at the finished product in the end.

There's no need to interfere with the process in between, since she really is the kind of person who only talks.

I talked to Director Hu about the raw materials.

That's easy to say, because we've already spoken with Captain Lin, and we'll accept whatever they bring, no matter how much.

Supplies are fine, money is also acceptable.

It still looks like we need to expand the scale of acquisitions.

The food factory occupies quite a large area.

You can build a shed outside and make sure to take fire prevention measures.

After looking around, Lao Hu realized there was nothing he could do to help.

Old Hu called Lu Qiaoge aside and said, "You just keep an eye on this side; you don't need to go to the neighborhood office."

Lu Qiaoge nodded and said to Lao Hu, "We'll talk about expanding the scale and recruiting workers after we sign the orders. We'll sit down with Director Zhou and Su Hongmei to discuss it."

This is where we'll collaborate.

The location is manageable; the main issue now is talent.

Old Hu thought for a moment and then asked, "Um... is Zhen Xi really suffering from heatstroke?"

Lu Qiaoge nodded naturally.

Old Hu is a man who doesn't tolerate any nonsense, so this is something I really can't tell him.

When Lu Qiaoge returned home that evening, she saw Aunt Sun coming out of her yard.

Unlike her usual smiling face, Aunt Sun left with a gloomy expression.

There's no need to ask Meng Xia, who doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

It has definitely been confirmed that it was indeed her big black dog that bit her.

　Please continue to support me, my darlings!
　　(End of this chapter)