After finalizing the name for the clothing factory, Lin Chuxia boldly asked Su Wensong to get another inscription from Granny Su.
Of course, what she found hard to speak of made Granny Su quite happy.
She even asked Sun Lanlan to privately tell Lin Chuxia that her handwriting was no longer appreciated by anyone. She was glad Lin Chuxia appreciated it, making her feel useful and not old. She told Lin Chuxia to feel free to ask her for help with such matters in the future, so she could still feel of value.
Lin Chuxia certainly wished for nothing more.
Entering the factory, looking at the rows of spacious and magnificent buildings in the distance, Lin Chuxia asked, "How's the funding?"
Wang Tianxue chuckled softly, "Isn't it a bit late for you to ask about that? Such a big clothing factory is already built, and you ask me about the funding? To be honest, we didn't use much of our own funds; it was all provided by Walson. You've got some strong backing this time."
