The factory was commissioned by Eric to be supervised by his playmate Jem, and it has changed dramatically after a few days of not seeing each other.

The dilapidated factory has been repaired with various steel plates, and all the burned furniture inside has been moved and lost, revealing the original appearance of the empty factory.

The workers' dormitory next to it was almost finished, and the staff furniture that Serra had ordered earlier was placed in it one by one, and everything became normal except for the fact that the walls were still a little dark.

She was very satisfied with the results, and the way she settled the money was also very generous, of course, such a meal still exceeded the expenditure, and she spent almost all the money.

That's when Khaleda came in handy, as she found a phone booth that had just been built nearby, manually transferred it to Khaleda's home, and told her that she could start buying laundry tools as her investment.

Not surprisingly, they will be able to open for business in a week at most.

Hanging up, she dialed the number Rosehill had left earlier and asked him to meet him at a nearby coffee shop.

"You're going to see him?" Eric felt neglected, "I thought you were going to have lunch with me. ”

Serra looked at the unhappy teenager leaning against the phone booth with his face written all over his face, "Of course I want to, but I have something very important to tell him today, he is in great danger and trouble. ”

He glanced at his lower lip and said disdainfully: "He can have any trouble, and he will only be pinched to death in big trouble." ”

"You have a lot of faith in him, are you good enough for this relationship?" ”

"Of course not." Eric snorted coldly, his eyebrows were full of disgust, and he turned his head and whispered, "No one wants to be with a corpse every day. ”

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, you can make an appointment if you want, but I'm going too."

Serra: "..."

"Then let's talk about it first." She said seriously: "Don't offend people with peace, he saved me." ”

"Normally I don't attack him." Eric walked over and helped her back to the carriage, adding, "Unless he does something to you first." ”

Serra: "..."

When she arrived at the coffee shop, there were no customers inside, so Serra found a place to sit against the wall, and Eric asked next to her, "What do you want to eat?" How about a strawberry-flavored cake? ”

"Just some biscuits and coffee."

Half an hour later.

Ross Hill appeared at the door of the coffee shop as promised, the small wind chimes on the door rang, and the waiter called him warmly, "Mr. Ross Hill." ”

Because of the inconvenience of her hands, Serra, who had just been fed a biscuit by Eric, suddenly looked to the door.

Things get awkward, with a square biscuit in her mouth and Eric pinching his fingers on the other, and the gesture in which he feeds himself is not innocent.

In front of Rose Hill's sinky face, Eric defiantly stuffed a whole square biscuit into her mouth, and wiped the crumbs from the corners of her lips with his fingertips, "Do you want to eat it again?" ”

"No... No need. Sierra almost trembled as she spoke, "You sit down." ”

Eric relaxed and leaned against the couch, "The person you asked is here." ”

The two of them always seem to like to take eye medicine on each other.

Serra put on a smiling face and smiled at the man who walked over and said, "Mr. Rosehill, come and sit down." ”

The place next to her had been occupied, and Roshill could only sit across from her and ask expressionlessly, "What are you asking me to come out for?" ”

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