"I'm not going, being a nanny to their dog is a blatant insult to me!"
Having walked not far from the Lou Family, Shen Baolan complained to Zhou Shuhuan, discontented.
Zhou Shuhuan's face revealed a fierce, cold smirk, "Fine, if you don't go, let Huayuan cut off our supplies, the factory shuts down due to a strike, we end up in debt, and then we all spend the rest of our lives working off the debt, how about that!"
Shen Baolan, stunned by the shouting, retorted, "It's not like they're the only ones selling circuit boards. Can't you switch to another supplier?"
"Do you think you can do whatever you want? The goods we must deliver to others, the brand of components we use, it's all clearly written in black and white in the contract. You think you can just change as you please. Why don't you just shoot for the sky?"
Shen Baolan was dumbfounded.
Zhou Shuhuan pointed at her, "Either go to the Lou Family and shovel dog poop, or we all go down together. Your choice!"
