877: C877 I Don't Know When You Can Call Me Mom

C877 I Don't Know When You Can Call Me Mom

Su Yiyou stood at the side, unable to say a word. After all, she did not speak during the meal.0

But Lee Shuyuan was already very satisfied. She could see Gu Yuehuan. Everyone tacitly did not mention the word relationship and simply ate a meal.

When Gu Yuehuan left, she said to Chiang Daying, "Uncle Jiang, don't worry. After you pay the money tomorrow, in two days, I will get someone to send the drinks to your factory and send a batch first. The other batch will take some time, but it will be delivered to you before the festival. "

Chiang Daying nodded when he heard that. "Okay, okay, okay. Don't worry. I'll wait for you. You can send them whenever you want. There's no hurry. I trust you. Be careful when you go back. "

Gu Yuehuan heard this and nodded. She followed Su Yiyou and went back. This place was very close to North City University and they did not need to take a car. So the two of them walked over and could digest their food along the way.

After the two of them left, Lee Shuyuan sighed as she looked at their backs and said, "I don't know when Yuehuan will think of it. We also don't know when we will be able to call me mother. It might be more troublesome. Just now, they were really very unfamiliar and did not want to say a word to me. If I didn't take the initiative to speak to her, she wouldn't have bothered with me."

Only after they became parents did they understand that kind of sad feeling, and that was why they felt especially uncomfortable.

When Chiang Daying heard this, he couldn't help but pat her on the arm and comfort her. "Take it slow. It has already developed very well. Just like this, take it slow. One day, I will recognize you. I will also call you mother. "

Lee Shuyuan felt even worse now that her own daughter had clearly mistreated her in front of her. After all these years, she wanted to treat her well, but there was no reason nor could she do anything about it. Even if she wanted to buy something for her, she would not be able to.

She forcefully became like a stranger.

After Gu Yuehuan returned to the North City University, she realized that she still had time to attend class, so she went to the factory and arranged for everyone to rush to work. She had to make 2100 boxes before the festival.

Because there were still a lot of orders before and after, probably because the festival was about to arrive, the scattered small stores and shopping malls needed to stock up.

The quantity these few days was still a little large.

Fortunately, the girls that were called back earlier were now working diligently and seriously, even more proactive than before.

So Gu Yuehuan did not regret calling those girls back.

Otherwise, she would be able to find so many familiar hands in a short period of time.

Time had already begun to slowly return to normal.

Gu Yuehuan's health had improved a lot. She was in a hurry to finish the sales of the factory before the festival.

Because of the festival, many orders were ordered by everyone working overtime. In addition, the girls who worked part-time were rushing the goods together, so the production was finished very quickly.

They rushed to send out everything on the day before the festival.

Even the orders from the Chiang family had been sent out at an extremely fast speed.

He also received the rest of the money after sending all of them out. He made quite a bit of money at once. Now that they had paid off their debts for a month, the money they gave was in cash. A large pile of cash was in the office, and she prepared an envelope to give the girls their salaries.

Although there were still a few days until the payday was over, she didn't think it was necessary to talk about the holidays.

It was still winter's arrival. It was considered a small Spring Festival in the north, so she paid a lot of attention to it, especially in this era.

Everyone felt that after the winter solace, even if it was a real festival, those girls would probably be waiting to take the money home.

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