The doctor looked at the few big bills on the table, muttering, "Does having money make you great? The child isn't even sure whose it is."
"Doctor Hu."
The suddenly appearing voice startled the doctor. Seeing it was a nurse, he let out a sigh of relief.
...
South City, the Gu Family.
"Mingzhu, tell me, what should we do?" Fang Yue was at a loss. The Gu Family's fabric factory was almost unsustainable; without the factory, where would the money come from in the future?
"Mom, worrying won't help. I have a feeling this situation isn't simple." Gu Mingzhu furrowed her brows. Logically, she had mobilized her classmates to help sell fabric and had cleared most of the stock. Jin Yuanbao even brought in a boss from out of town to place an order for fabric. Just a little more time, she was sure she could revive the Gu Family's fabric factory.
But that boss would rather pay a penalty than take the order. She felt something was off.
