The construction of Soup City was progressing smoothly, and in the blink of an eye, more than two months had hurriedly passed. Cotton clothes had been replaced by thin undershirts, and Xu Xiuxiu, who had initially been extremely busy in the first two months, found that she had less to do after Soup City was up and running.
Today, Xu Xiuxiu, having a rare moment of leisure without having to supervise the construction site, pushed the stroller carrying her boy and girl twins to Sichuan Pavilion. She planned to check the accounts and look over reports, but just as her children had just fallen asleep and Xu Xiuxiu's hands were warming up the report sheets, the phone on the office desk rang in urgency.
"Hello."
