Chapter Fifty-Eight: A Unique Recruitment
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Because Cheng Yue was very close, his chest was almost close to her nose, and he could smell the masculinity mixed with a faint smell of soap.
It smells good.
However, it is too close.
Seeing that she had woken up, Cheng Yue pulled her into his arms, "You are drenched in the rain, although you have drunk ginger soup and taken a hot bath, but you can't get cold anymore, otherwise it will be easy to catch a cold, my body temperature is high, you get closer to me, it is warmer." ”
It is well-founded and cannot be refuted.
Zhu Ling's body froze.
I slept with him for the past few days, but I was too tired during the day, and I slept until dawn with a pillow at night, and I didn't feel it at all.
It's different now, she is sober, and Cheng Yue is also sober.
Moreover, she obviously felt that Cheng Yue's body was also stiff, and her body temperature was getting higher and higher.
In this situation, it is easy for something to happen, in case Cheng Yue suddenly brings it up......
Cheng Yue reached over, put it on her waist, and made a move.
At this time, she seems to have lost weight again, her body has begun to have curves, her waist is particularly obvious, and she is no longer the previous layer of fat, and he can circle one arm.
Although it is still a bit meaty, it makes it feel better.
So good that Cheng Yue was a little distracted, and his hand unconsciously touched the hem of her clothes and stuck to her waist.
Zhu Ling's cocos stiffened into stone in an instant.
Do you want to refuse?
I've slept with him for a few nights, and I have the name of husband and wife with him, and Cheng Yue is the best in both figure and appearance, if it's really something, I can't tell who suffers.
Just when he was thinking wildly, Cheng Yue suddenly stopped, probably feeling that she was not willing, and he finally suppressed the evil fire.
After covering her with the quilt, Cheng Yue let out a long sigh, "Go to bed early, I'll go to the factory tomorrow." ”
Cheng Yue didn't just go once, but three times a day, and then brought back good news.
First of all, after the canteen masters of the two small factories tasted it, they immediately reported it, and soon set an order of 500 packs each.
Then came the third factory, which was rejected, but the fourth factory placed an order of 800 packs in one go.
Zhu Fuling repeatedly emphasized that the shelf life of handmade mustard is limited, and it must be emphasized to the partner that in order to ensure the flavor of mustard, you can only place an order for 2 months at most, and if it is not enough, you must place an order to make up for it, and you must not stock up too much at one time.
Because of this, the leaders of the factory are more relieved and indirectly contribute to several orders, after all, who doesn't want to cooperate with honest and trustworthy partners?
As a result, Cheng Yue talked more and more smoothly, and brought back more and more lists.
At the same time, mustard has also been shipped one after another.
Zhu Fuling even had to light the lamp at night to pack mustard, Cheng Juan and Cheng Zhongliang also came to help, and the next day they pedaled a 28-bar bicycle to deliver goods to the commissary and wholesale department of the county.
Seeing bags of mustard on the shelves with my own eyes was happier than when I received payment from the bosses.
"Daughter-in-law, look, this is our factory's order, and the canteen will ask for 1,000 packs in one breath!" Cheng Yue shook the list and smiled.
Zhu Fuling was registering the order form, accounting for the costs and benefits, and when she heard the two words of her daughter-in-law, her hands shook.
This guy, why did you suddenly call her that?
Cheng Yue also took out a bag of things from his arms, "I heard that this is delicious, girls like it, I also bought a few packs, give it!" ”
Zhu Fuling took a look.
The three words on the package made her eyes widen.
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