Liu Sisi's face showed no trace of a smile, her expression tense.
She finally realized that this Miao Cuihua was someone who remembered the beatings but not the blessings. If you gave her a bit of dye, the dye workshop idea would quickly bloom in her mind.
"You better remember what you said today. Otherwise, you won't even realize why your wages were deducted when the time comes."
Liu Sisi spoke so heavily, but Miao Cuihua still laughed carelessly, which was simply intoxicating.
Seeing that everyone else had stopped talking, Di Yelei hurriedly stepped forward to mediate: "Alright, let's all say a little less. Di Cheng, have you finished settling the accounts on that side?" There were more customers coming to settle their bills.
"Almost done, it will be ready soon." Di Cheng answered hastily.
As Miao Cuihua turned and exited the shop, Liu Sisi burst into laughter: "Oh my! Shou Hou, your Cuihua really makes my stomach cramp from laughter. She's too funny."
