Feng Liya knew it was Qiao Lili calling, but she didn't speak up, just quietly watched Zhang Yu interact with the other person.
Seeing Zhang Yu hang up the phone, "What's up?" Usually, it's really rare to see her.
Zhang Yu relayed everything Qiao Lili said, "We're moving out, and the factory will be moving at the latest by the end of November. By then, Zhao Xuan and the others will have a problem with lunch."
Feng Liya chuckled, tapping her daughter's head. She thought her girl was smart but easily persuaded, "The factory is moving, and so is the cafeteria."
"But the residential area isn't being demolished. Zhao Xuan and the rest always complained about our home-cooked meals, how would they ever get used to cafeteria food?"
"By then, just make a bit more dinner in the evenings. Then the next day, heat it up a bit, and lunch is ready."
