Huang Lianzi heard this, her beautiful eyes flashed with surprise and worry: "What kind of person are you? How did you get injured?"
Faced with Huang Lianzi's concern, Jing Peng felt a warmth in his chest, "How many successful men don't get injured a few times in their lives?"
"Is the wound serious? Can I take a look?"
"No, it would scare you."
"Young Master Jing, what do you do?" Huang Lianzi looked at Jing Peng with curiosity and admiration.
Jing Peng shook his head: "I run a factory, do business."
When Huang Lianzi came here to work as a waitress, she had worked in a big factory. She heard people inside saying the boss was very rich.
In her mind, people who run factories are all wealthy!
People without money, how could they have the ability to run a factory? How could they afford to hire people?
Moreover, factories always have goods to produce, and with goods to make, there's definitely money to be made.
