Jiang Huashu listened to Sister Liu's tearful explanation of her daughter's broken engagement and sighed. He narrowed his eyes and said he would try to find her first, telling Sister Liu not to worry and to wait for his news.

After finishing her story, Sister Liu didn't waste any more time at work and stood up to walk out. Jiang Huashu thought of something and looked at Sister Liu who was about to leave and added that the work must be done by her daughter.

After hearing this, Sister Liu paused, replied "OK", closed the door and left the house.

In this day and age, whether you succeed or not depends on your connections; connections are the foundation of everything. This statement is particularly true of people like Jiang Huashu.

What department in Kyoto's government offices doesn't Jiang Huashu walk into with ease? The older ones are either brothers or sisters, and the younger ones are either younger brothers or younger sisters. Jiang Huashu is not only a master in business, but he also thrives in government agencies.

In fact, Jiang Huashu's current job is actually more tiring than his business. The intrigue is nothing to worry about. The key is that his job is foreign trade, and he can't be careless at all.

We have gone off topic. Now let’s continue with the story of Jiang Huashu helping Sister Liu’s child find a job. This marked the beginning of his journey of “helping”.

Jiang Huashu took advantage of her lunch break to go to the textile factory. Girls generally preferred working in textile factories, like clothing factories. Although they worked in three shifts, they often had defective products that could be purchased internally. Not only did they not require a ticket, but they were also very cheap.

The key point is that the deputy director of the textile factory, Lao Xia, is Jiang Huashu's "old lover". The two have worked together many times, and Jiang Huashu has helped him a lot. At noon, when Jiang Huashu rode his bike, Lao Xia took Jiang Huashu to the cafeteria for lunch. It was a working lunch, and it was a big cafeteria. It was the same in those days. Even the factory director ate like this all year round.

The two chatted while eating, and Jiang Huashu first explained the purpose of his visit: to find a job for a colleague's child. Old Xia had no time to listen to him talk about the girl's situation, so he interrupted Jiang Huashu and started complaining to him.

Lao Xia's factory has recently ruined several batches of cloth due to unstable dyes, leaving him and the factory manager incredibly worried. The factory manager's hair, already supported by local government subsidies, has been falling out these past few days, with several strands falling out. Every time he pulls a small plastic comb out of his pocket to comb his hair, he can't bear to look at the distressed expression on his face as a few strands fall out.

There was a contract for this piece of cloth, and if the deal wasn't completed, there would be compensation. Jiang Huashu immediately stopped being as nonchalant as before and sat up straight to listen to Old Xia's complaints.

As Jiang Shaoming listened, he thought of his chemistry teacher.

"Stop, stop, stop, Lao Xia, we haven't seen each other for months. You're so awesome, you just complain to me as soon as we meet, okay?"

"Shuzi (Jiang Huashu's nickname at work), I'm so worried. Why aren't you happy to listen to your nagging?"

"No, where are the technicians at Factory 8 who can handle this kind of problem? Aren't there several of them?"

"The technicians can't handle it! That's why I'm worried!"

"Tell me again what's going on. What's wrong with the stabilizer? What are you going to do if the stabilizer is unstable? Do you want to go out and play?"

"Oh, don't tell jokes at this time, it's just..." Lao Cui spent a long time speaking. Jiang Huashu had a low level of education, so he didn't understand very well, but he did understand a little.

"Your problem is actually not difficult to handle. I will think of a way for you."

"What? It's not difficult? I think you're just bragging and don't pay taxes, right? Come and show off to me!"

"Grass (a kind of plant), Lao Cui, when have I ever boasted? Just tell me, when? When have I ever said something and failed to do it?"