"Little Shan, you're finally here. When are we going to implement the expansion plan you talked about? Relying on the output from just those twenty acres, we're completely unable to keep up,"
"Look at this thick stack of orders."
As soon as Luo Meili saw Zhang Xiaoshan, she began to complain.
On her office desk, there were stacks of documents about two to three centimeters high.
"Hehe, don't worry, it'll be in a day or two."
"Making money is important, but so is your health. Let's go have lunch first and we can talk while we eat."
The three of them went out for lunch.
They deliberately chose a small restaurant opposite Wanshan Hotel.
Looking out from the glass window, one could clearly see the situation at Wanshan Hotel.
It was already mealtime, but there were hardly any customers in the Wanshan Hotel, and the yard was also devoid of cars, indicating not many were staying there.
To say it was deserted would not be an overstatement at all.
