Chapter 125 Factory Opening
"I don't want to take pictures." Sierra jumped off the horse, threw the reins to Eric, and walked quickly towards her, "Isn't Mr. Rosehill here? This also has his investment."
"Oh, I won't call him. He definitely won't go out during the day." Khalida rubbed her arms as soon as she mentioned this person. "You really don't think he is scary? Have you seen the recent movie? "Nosferatu"? I think the fact that he is only ugly is inappropriate. In a gloomy castle, his pale face is just about to release the plague."
Her sixth sense was really accurate, and Sera followed up by saying, "Your intuition is right, stay away from him in the future."
Khalida laughed, thinking she caught her joke, and Eric, who led the horse aside, looked at Sera a few more times.
"I don't want to take pictures, just cut the opening ribbon." Sierra refused the photographer's request to take pictures of herself. When Khalida asked, she only said: "Keep a low profile, I don't want to reveal my identity so early."
"Why?"
Sierra smiled and said: "Keep it in mind, I want to do some charity work recently, and I will use the first pot of gold I earned today. Do you want to come with me?"
"Are you going to imitate Madame Gigante in doing charity?"
"No, I just want to do something good."
"Okay, but we still want to take a photo together as a souvenir. Instead of putting it in the newspaper, I will keep it at home."
"Okay." Sera smiled and cut the opening ribbon with Khalida.
In the back, a dozen white-haired black slaves who were bought back were standing together in brand new work clothes. Since being arranged here, they have been washed cleanly and have enough food for three meals a day. All of them look exuding. With healthy vitality.
Sierra saw the little child worker she hired standing next to her mother, wringing her clothes with her little hands and looking at her with concern.
Noticing the look in her eyes, the girl immediately shouted something excitedly to her.
Knowing that she didn't understand, someone next to her translated, "She said she would work well, thank you."
Sera smiled and asked them all to stand beside her, and called Khalida again, "I changed my mind. I will take a photo with my workers again."
"Crack!"
As the lights flashed, Sierra also thought of the title of the news.
[The laundry factory invested by Miss Khalida officially opened]
Truck after truck of dirty clothes was transported into the factory, and all the laundry tools that Khalida equipped were also present. The workers, who had had enough to eat and drink in the morning, started their day's work after announcing the start of work.
Before they were enslaved, most of them were housewives or workers outside the home. Washing clothes was a necessary skill and no one knew it. Even the only child worker was helping to pull the manual laundry bucket.
The prices are even lower than outside and the offer of getting two free items for every ten items washed. After a rough calculation, Sierra still made a profit.
She asked Khalida to borrow a steward who could settle accounts and stay in the factory. She wrote down the price of the slave girls and the money spent on them one by one. She decided when they would pay off the money and started to make monthly settlements. salary.
"You still want to pay them the minimum wage? You don't have to be so generous." Khalida said helplessly: "Buying them is the greatest gift."
"Just in case." Sierra said the same thing.
No one present could understand what purpose her operations had at present besides dispersing money.
It was almost noon, and the three of them, including Eric, stayed at the factory to have lunch.
The owner of the factory is here, and the cook invited today also made a little more beef and mutton soup. The meat was brought by Eric for free, and each slave during the lunch break could eat a big spoonful.
Knowing that her right hand was not very convenient, Eric kept picking up food for her thoughtfully. While eating, Khalida watched the interaction between the two, doubts rolling in her heart, and she seemed to have noticed some big gossip, her eyes were straight. Staring at Sera slyly.
It wasn't until Eric went to fetch the horse at the end of lunch that she found the opportunity to ask: "What happened? Not only did you kiss the mermaid, you were intimate with Mr. Rose Hill, and now you are also having an affair with a hunter in the tribe?"
Khalida should be the only person besides Anasi who has seen the truth. She is always on the front line.
Sierra said with an upright face: "I didn't."
"Really? That handsome bodybuilder just had to put a spoon into your mouth with his own hands." Khalida hooked her arm and humbly asked for advice: "How did you do it? Tell me how."
Sierra was silent for a while, "This is not a good behavior. There is really no way."
"Okay." Khalida responded boringly, "But I like your little mermaid better. I really hope you can bring another one from the sea for me to keep in the pond."
Cerrado glanced at her twice, and then heard the shocking tangled words.
"I can also feed it with human flesh and give the owner of the corpse a large sum of money."
She thought that the male protagonists were already perverted enough, but she didn't expect that the rich girl Khalida was also very perverted at heart.
After finishing her work at the factory, Sierra saw that it was almost afternoon and decided to go to school again. Lizzie and the etiquette school teacher were probably going crazy now.
Eric saw her off all the way, but when the two of them passed by Hawke Street, they noticed a lot of uncomfortable looks.
Sierra's ears were not that good and she couldn't hear those whispers. The sleepiness in the afternoon and the rocking of the horse underneath her made her slowly yawn.
Eric next to him gradually changed from a warm and approachable young man's face to one of deep anger.
"Did you accidentally kick and hurt Anaxi when you were sleeping last night?"
"How do you know?" Sierra reluctantly broke away from her sleepiness and said in confusion: "I was not honest as soon as I fell asleep and accidentally kicked her."
"I know you haven't been sleeping well." Eric turned his face and said, "A servant in your manor is spreading rumors again. Do you want me to help you catch the bad guys?"
Sierra shook her head quickly, "I know who is using such low-level tactics. Don't do anything and just let the situation ferment. Eric, I have a way."
"Oh well."
The teenager who regretted that he could not help sent her to the door of the etiquette school and said, "Go home as soon as school is over and don't stay on the street."
"I know, you can go back." Sierra waved to him.
Seeing her being led into the school by the teacher, Eric glanced at the huge office on the upper floor, and a figure flashed past.
His resolute jaw lines were tense, and he rode off to the recruiting station.
He decided to join the army as the fastest way to gain status and money.
Eric knew that this was not difficult for him at all. His body was strong enough to win everything he wanted. The only thing he had to deal with now was the opposition from his family.