Cheng Su set the phone down and stuck out her tongue at it, muttering to herself. If her mother-in-law hadn’t scolded her so unreasonably, would she ever have talked back to her? And this was over the phone; was she supposed to act like a meek daughter-in-law?
Pah!
However, the thought of her mother-in-law’s impending visit made Cheng Su’s head throb with pain. It was a timeless struggle to get along with one’s mother-in-law, and hers was not an enlightened one.
Enough of that, she thought. When the soldiers come, block them; when the flood comes, use earth to hold it back. As a modern woman of the twenty-first century, could she really not handle an old lady?
Without delay, Cheng Su entrusted the restaurant to Qiulan and the others and rushed off to the factory.
The goods that were to be sent to Beijing needed to be rushed out in the next two days. She had to keep a close eye on the process. Afterward, she still had to go into town to buy some things—she had to make arrangements for her in-laws’ stay at her home, after all!
Upon arriving at the company, Cheng Su dressed appropriately before inspecting the operation room. After multiple iterations of training and practice, the staff there had become quite proficient in the process of making the sauce.
"Check everything carefully, any spoiled strawberries must be picked out," she said.
Since the goods were being sent for diplomatic review, Cheng Su was very strict about this batch. But regardless of the destination, she didn’t use spoiled strawberries at all because they would ruin the overall flavor of the sauce.
After making a round of inspections around her, Cheng Su caught sight of Zhao Da and asked, "Has President Ning not arrived yet?"
Zhao Da shook his head: "President Ning hasn’t shown up yet!"
Cheng Su frowned and muttered, "What has this kid been up to these past few days, elusive like a dragon."
Where was Ning Ge? At that moment, he had cornered a bearded man in a secluded alleyway, glaring at him fiercely.
"Cang Ying, you’re indeed alive, it really is you!" Ning Ge clenched his fist, teeth gritted, as he stared at the man across from him.
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