Lu Kun handed the phone to Yang Cheng and took out a few boxes of recently produced face masks, placing them in front of Yang Cheng.
"Brother Cen, these are the face masks we've recently produced. Please check if they meet the standards."
After doing all this, Lu Kun stood in front of Yang Cheng, with a face full of expectation, waiting to be praised.
Yang Cheng looked at the photos, opened the face masks to check the quality, and couldn't help but nod: "Very well done, the face masks meet my requirements."
Everyone in the office started laughing, and Chu Xiaoyu said happily, "Then we'll just wait for the new factory to be completed, and the face masks to hit the shelves and start selling."
"Why wait for the new factory to be completed? The machines in the old factory can still be used normally, we can start selling now."
