Friendly issued a public statement that was quickly released, explaining that a certain manager had falsely accused Joy Soon Loy due to personal reasons, but this did not represent Friendly’s stance. Because it had caused damage to Joy Soon Loy’s reputation, they were now publicly apologizing.
Cheng Su read the statement and gave a faint smile before setting it aside.
With Friendly’s public apology, the matter came to a close, but Cheng Su still called a meeting to discuss the incident, emphasizing the importance of leading by example, especially for those in supervisory roles.
Not only that, Cheng Su also refined the company’s regulations and systems to avoid such incidents from occurring again and established a reward and punishment system to encourage mutual oversight.
With one month left until the New Year, Cheng Su and Ning Ge had discussed it, and the factory was set to close on the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month. All orders and inventory had to be rushed out for delivery before the holiday to ensure completion.
And with Ning Ge around, Cheng Su was able to free up some time to deal with the shop near the train station.
The shop had once had a death, and for his own peace of mind, Cheng Su especially invited a master from the temple to perform a ceremony, even dragging the resting Taiguo with him.
Looking at the master in yellow robes, with a peach wood sword and setting up an altar, Taiguo’s lips twitched slightly as he whispered, "This is feudal superstition, isn’t this a bit too much?" He had even been asked to come and sit in, to "borrow some of his fierce energy.
Cheng Su pressed her hands together in prayer and said, "This isn’t feudal superstition, it’s setting feng shui. I bought a shop, naturally, I hope the business will flourish."
Taiguo shook his head helplessly.
Outside, a crowd had gathered, pointing and discussing.
"Hmm," Cheng Su noticed someone and couldn’t help but walk out.
Taiguo looked over and stood up.
Who was that?
They seemed quite close, and he didn’t seem to recognize them.
Taiguo walked over and, looking at the man in front of him with gold-rimmed glasses and a gentle demeanor, asked Cheng Su, "Wife, who is this?"
"Oh, this is Director Luh from the city’s supply and marketing cooperative, Luh Kai." Cheng Su immediately introduced him and then said to Luh Kai, "Luh Kai, this is my husband, Taiguo."
"Commander Qi, hello!" Luh Kai greeted with a smile, extending his hand.
Taiguo shook it and said, "Director Luh, hello!"
Luh Kai withdrew his hand, smiling at Cheng Su, "So, does that mean that once the ceremony is over, renovations begin?"
"That’s the plan. If we can finish the renovations sooner, we can open for business earlier. After all, every day the shop stays empty is a day wasted," Cheng Su said with a smile.
"Let me know when you open," said Luh Kai, "I’ll send a floral basket for the occasion!"
"I’ll be looking forward to it!" Cheng Su was very happy.
Luh Kai glanced at the time and said, "Well, that’s it for now. I have another appointment. See you when I’m free!"
"Sure, goodbye!"
Luh Kai nodded to Taiguo and then rode off on his bicycle.
Watching Luh Kai leave, Taiguo noticed the smile at the corner of Cheng Su’s mouth and asked, "When did you get to know such a person? How come I didn’t know? You two seem to be quite familiar with each other!"
He had never heard her mention this person before. Had she met him during the time he was on a mission? They didn’t seem like they had just met; they were quite familiar with each other.
"I met him when your mother came to visit. When I bought your watch, it was he who found me the watch coupon. After that, we met by chance a few times. We got along well, and that’s how we became familiar," Cheng Su shrugged and said. "He helped me make the connection for this shop too. It belonged to his uncle, who used to be a landlord!"
Taiguo felt a little uncomfortable inside and said bitingly, "Isn’t that great. He wouldn’t have any ulterior motives, would he?"
Cheng Su was about to step forward when she heard his remark, stopped, and gave him a sidelong glance, "What’s the matter, Old Qi, are we jealous?"