I am happy to be a mother in my 80s, but the factory director’s wife is ruined

Chapter 110 She Is the Boss
However, if the enemy does not move, I will not move.

Sang Yu wouldn't be upset because of this matter, and besides, she didn't have the time to waste time on it now.

Sang Yu got up early the next day. Although she didn't have to deliver egg pancakes today, it was Huang Liqin's delivery day, and she couldn't delay things.

Sang Yu came to the closet and dug out the clothes she usually wore. When she was about to change into them, she accidentally pulled off the buttons on her white shirt.

It was still on the chest, so she couldn't wear it without patching it, so she had to change into a plaid top. Although it was a bit old-fashioned, she couldn't find anything else for a while.

Sang Yu couldn't move the sixty-pound mushroom, so she had no choice but to find Xing Zhijun, who happened to have a car that she could borrow.

Xing Zhijun naturally obliged and quickly borrowed an unused cart from the factory.

"Sister, you are so beautifully dressed today." Xing Zhijun couldn't help praising Sang Yu as soon as they met.

"is it beautiful?"

Sang Yu lowered her head and glanced at her body, and quickly understood.

Nowadays, most people wear white and blue, so something with a little color looks better. It just so happened that her plaid shirt was dark pink. Although Sang Yu thought it was boring, she couldn't bear the bright color.

She was busy making money all day long, and she didn't pay much attention to her dress. Sang Yu planned that after Ye Yongchang's surgery was completed, she would definitely tidy herself up.

The corners of her mouth sank, "Stop talking about this, do you have anything here for weighing?"

"There are pounds in the warehouse, okay?"

"That one is very heavy." This was the first time she bought mushrooms. Sang Yu thought she couldn't be careless, but it seemed troublesome to carry a pound. "Forget it, let's go."

"Sister, wait a minute." Xing Zhijun took out something wrapped in coarse cloth from his messenger bag, "Here's this for you."

Sang Yu took it curiously, opened it, and found a piece of water-red fabric inside, which was quite slippery to the touch. She raised her eyes in surprise, "Did you buy it?"

"People say this material is comfortable to wear...I think you only have those two clothes. It's going to be autumn soon. You can use it to make new clothes."

"Brother Zhijun, didn't I ask you to keep your money? Besides, your own clothes are torn." Sang Yu looked at the patch on his shoulder and stuffed the fabric back, "Go back and change into a men's style. "

Xing Zhijun took a step back and said, "I'm a rough guy. Why are you wearing such nice clothes? Sister, just accept it. I have nothing to give you."

"...Okay, but don't spend so much money in the future."

She bought everything, but Sang Yu insisted on asking him to return the things, which was disappointing. Xing Zhijun's temperament was like this anyway, so she would just find an opportunity to repay him in the future.

Time waits for no one. After putting away the fabrics, Sang Yu asked Xing Zhijun to get on the road quickly to avoid keeping Huang Liqin waiting.

On the way, Xing Zhijun said, "I went to Tongzilou to see my godmother two days ago. I heard that Wenli has really started doing business. The business seems to be pretty good. My godmother said that she can make twelve or three yuan a day."

Of course what he was talking about was not pure profit. The things Sang Wenli made were heavy in sugar and oil. Although the oil could be used repeatedly, the cost was not low. After excluding the raw materials, the profit was estimated to be about seven or eight yuan.

As for whether Sang Wenli lied, that's another matter.

Sang Yu asked, "Isn't my father opposed to her doing business?"

"My godfather originally disagreed. That day my godmother was injured, and Wenli didn't know what she said to him. Then my godfather stopped talking. Now that Wenli has made money, she can buy meat and rice for the family. She is her godfather and godmother." I had dignity on my face, so I didn’t stop him anymore.”

If not for Sang Wenli's ability to talk, Sang Yu or Xing Zhijun would probably have been blasted out without making a sound.Xing Zhijun thought for a while, "Sister, why don't you tell the truth to your family? When they know that you are so good at making money, they will be happy for you."

"Do you think my father will treat me the same as he treats Sang Wenli?"

Sang Yu can be sure that as long as Sang Qingping knows that she has money, he will never let her go. Moreover, Sang Wenli just made money and bought this and that for her family, but she always came up with nothing. The truth created an even stronger contrast for Sang Qingping.

Thinking of this, Sang Yu felt that the original owner was really sad. How can a person's heart be biased to treat his own child so differently?

When she and Xing Zhijun arrived at the agreed upon location, they saw Huang Liqin had arrived.

She was still wearing a headscarf, and there was a bullock cart parked next to her. There were two large baskets on the cart, which probably contained mushrooms. There was an elderly man who came with her.

After the two approached, Huang Liqin quickly introduced to Sang Yu, "This is Uncle Hai, and his thirteen kilograms of mushrooms are also in it."

Uncle Hai first saw Xing Zhijun with a simple smile on his face, "Boss, you are the one who wants to buy our mushrooms, right? Sixty pounds of them are already here."

When he was suddenly called his boss, Xing Zhijun was obviously confused and could only wave his hands, "You got the wrong person."

"Uncle Hai, it's not him who wants to harvest the mushrooms." Huang Liqin pointed at Sang Yu, "She is the boss."

Only then did Uncle Hai see the little girl next to him, his eyes full of surprise, "Becoming a boss at such a young age?"

Sang Yu curled her lips and said, "I am also a business person, not a boss."

Even though she said this, Uncle Hai still said, "You want these mushrooms, right?"

"Well, let me check the quality first."

Sang Yu winked at Xing Zhijun, who immediately stepped forward and lifted one of the baskets down. It weighed thirty kilograms easily for him.

After putting the things away, Sang Yu opened the straw on top and took out a few mushrooms. They were indeed dried in the sun, and the appearance was relatively complete, but the size was a little uneven.

After reading the above, Sang Yu took a look at the bottom, and found that the quality was almost the same.

Then she took out the prepared snake belt and asked Xing Zhijun to pour all the mushrooms into it. The bottom was no different from the top.

After checking both baskets, Huang Liqin said, "I checked them when I was loading them. They are all good. There is no sand in this basket."

"I'm also following the rules, don't mind." Sang Yu packed the two bags of mushrooms and winked at Xing Zhijun.

Xing Zhijun leaned close to her ear and whispered, "The portion should be enough."

He moves things in the warehouse every day. Even if he doesn't have a scale in his hand, he has an idea in his mind.

Sang Yu then took out the money she had prepared from her bag, counted it and sent it to Huang Liqin, "This is 90 yuan, please order a little."

Huang Liqin counted it in front of Uncle Hai, and after confirming that it was correct, a smile appeared on her face, "The money is correct."

Seeing so much money, Uncle Hai's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly, "Thank you, boss, thank you, boss."

(End of this chapter)