There was a public phone available in the motel. Shu Yan called Lin Hui at work and asked her to let Wu Xiuyue know that her kids would be having dinner over at her place tonight. JingJing has the house key on her and would be able to go back home to shower and sleep after dinner.

“I’m sorry. I am already booked.”

Shu Yan felt regretful about that. But since she wasn’t in a hurry this time, she could very well take the train to City Han the next morning.

She seemed to hear another man’s voice from the other side who had said something to the driver.

“Just a few random customers. They won’t make a dent.” Lao Zhang felt a bit embarrassed. He had made a popular style before. Unfortunately, it didn’t last too long on the market. He wasn’t able to work on any popular styles in the two years that followed and most of his customers that bought from him had turned to other factories.

“Do you have enough capital?” asked Shu Yan directly.

Old Zhang remained silent for a bit then said, “I have been thinking about it; I can take out a second mortgage. If I don’t at least git it a try, my factory will really go belly up.”

“Why don’t we work together then?” asked Shu Yan all of a sudden.