The General’s Little Peasant Wife

“Sir, shall we go back?” Yang Su-yun doesn't want to stay here, whether it's Ning Mengyao or Yang Le-le. As long as she sees how happy they are, she has the urge to destroy them.

“Mr. Joe doesn't know if my business can go on?” Instead of ignoring Yang Su-yun, Boss Lin looked at Joe Tian and asked seriously.

This has to do with the development of the Lin family for the next six months. If it can be done, it would be great. That would make another lot of money.

“I'm afraid not.” It's not Joe Tianjing, it's Mengyao.

Just now, Joe Tianchang had told her what Mr. Lin meant. Although what he meant was that the goods were only halved, production was now saturated and could only be supplied to the existing quantity of all merchants. It was impossible to increase it further, and she had no intention of increasing it. After all, she understood the opposite logic.

“Why?” asked Boss Lin subconsciously.

Ning Mengyao looked at Boss Lin and said seriously: “I think Boss Lin should be very clear. There are a lot of people working with us. If we give you half more goods, what about the others? ”

“This…”

“Yao Yao is right, there are no more products produced in the factory to get more goods for everyone, or take over the new merchant. If you give more half to Mr. Lin, then someone will not get the goods. Will you pay for them?” Qiao Tian successfully picked up Ning Mengyao's words and looked obviously somewhat unhappy with Mr. Lin.

Mr. Lin's dissatisfaction was pressed down. He glanced at Joe Tian in silence, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled. After half a day, he said, “Mr. Joe, can you make people do more? ”

“There are two of them. If everyone comes to give us more, do you want to tire everyone in the workshop?” How is it possible that the goods are already made by them overtime and let them do a little more?

Mr. Lin just let go of his unhappiness and was raised again: “Anyway, Mrs. Joe, do you just disagree? ”

“Not disagree, there is no way.” Ning Mengyao sipped the tea on the table.

She really doesn't mind that Boss Lin doesn't cooperate with them, so that everyone in the workshop can rest.

However, Mr. Lin is not that stupid. He knows what's going on here and what's going on for him.

So even if you're upset, you can't say it.

“So that's it.” Boss Lin said with no choice.

Yang Su-yun was unhappy: “Ning Mengyao, what do you mean? Isn't that a little more cargo? What's wrong with getting more people in the factory to produce? Just give me a little more money.” Naturally speaking, let everyone, including Mr. Lin, think this man is actually an idiot, right?

“Don't talk casually about things you don't know, save it for jokes. ”

“You…”

“Well, just shut up, Mrs. Joe. Forgive me, Daughter. It's just me.” Boss Lin glanced at Yang Su-yun and quickly apologized to Ning Mengyao.

Ning Mengyao smiled and looked at Mr. Lin with a smile: “I'm not so cheap, I just hope that Mr. Lin will keep an eye on his wife, don't pretend not to understand, and finally come to bite people randomly. This will be replaced by someone else. I'm afraid he won't be able to speak so well. ”

“Yes, this nature.” Boss Lin wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead and nodded.

Yang Su-yun pressed down the fire in his heart, unwilling to look at Ning Mengyao, why did this happen? It's not supposed to be like this.

Ning Mengyao glanced at Yang Su-yun and smiled softly, but did not continue talking.

Boss Lin continued to arrange with the two guests, which led him to leave with Yang Su-yun.

Just getting in the carriage, he slapped Yang Su-yun in the face: “They're not our sinners, so talk later and move your mind. ”