Little President Qian's factory was located in the suburbs, not too far from the main city.
But the area was quite desolate, with hardly any other buildings around. As a result, the silvery-white factory looked strikingly out of place.
"This place is pretty big."
"Mhm. I figured if we were going to build it, we might as well go big. We'll use the space eventually. Better to get it all done at once—it saves us the trouble of expanding later, which would be an even bigger hassle."
"Qiuqiu, want to go inside and take a look?"
She nodded.
The sanitation measures here were impeccable. Before heading to the production line, even the boss had to be sanitized, put on a protective suit, and then get sprayed with another layer of disinfectant.
The sauce factory was brightly lit. Aside from the machines, row after row of people in protective suits were bent over the production line, looking extremely neat and orderly.
Mincing meat, portioning, mixing the sauce—
