Jiang Nian turned around and looked at Song Yingying, and they smiled at each other.

Both of them knew clearly that the previous turmoil was completely over.

In this moment of surprise and shock, time passed quickly and the vehicle arrived at the factory in the next town in a blink of an eye.

After the vehicle stopped, Xiao Song immediately got out of the driver's seat and walked around to open the door for Jiang Nian.

"Miss Jiang, be careful."

Jiang Nian had a big belly, so she had to support her lower back with her hands every time she sat down or stood up, and her movements were slow and careful, so Xiao Song was particularly concerned about her.

Song Yingying was stunned when she got off the car and noticed a detail.

Xiao Song called the three of them "sister-in-law" directly, but he always addressed Jiang Nian as "Miss Jiang", not even "Mrs. Qin".

I don't know who I learned this habit from.

"Xiao Song, thank you for sending us here. Go back to your work."

Jiang Nian smiled at Xiao Song and thanked him sincerely.

When Xiao Song heard this, he not only did not leave, but continued to speak cheerfully as usual.

"Ms. Jiang, I don't have anything else to do today, so I'll wait for you here. Take your time, don't be anxious, I'll take a rest in the car."

Jiang Nian frowned slightly, obviously not wanting to trouble Xiao Song anymore.

But Xiao Song suddenly lowered his voice and spoke stealthily.

"Miss Jiang, if my young master knew that I left you here and asked you to squeeze into the bus with your big belly, he would definitely scold me when he got back. You just helped me right then and there and made sure I let you go."

Having said that, Jiang Nian had no choice but to compromise.

She confirmed again and again, "Is it really not going to interfere with your work?"

"No delay! You are my biggest thing today!" Xiao Song grinned with a brilliant smile.

Jiang Nian was infected by the enthusiasm of this young man, so she could only trouble him to wait and send them back later.

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"Hello, comrade. We are looking for Zheng Meiyan, the head of the first workshop. Sister Zheng, please help us find someone."

"Wait here for a moment. I'll go inside and ask."

The factory janitor was a sixty-year-old man. After hearing that Jiang Nian was looking for someone, he went into the factory to confirm.

Liang Yuxiu and Liang Shujun looked up at the huge factory, their eyes full of admiration.

"Look over there..." Liang Shujun pointed to the dormitory building outside the factory. It turned out to be a group of residential areas. "What a big dormitory building, a three-story building, much bigger than the one in our arsenal."

Liang Yuxiu nodded repeatedly, "It's bigger than our family compound! It's even bigger than the cotton mill where I used to work! How many people live in it!"

"Yuxiu, there are so many people! There must be women in every household! If they also like the shirts you make, would they also want to buy them?"

Liang Shujun was already getting excited just from thinking about it.

Jiang Nian's previous method of calculating the customer base based on the number of employees was still conservative.

The male employees have wives and sisters at home, so as long as the clothes are good-looking, good value for money and affordable, they will definitely want to buy one!

Liang Yuxiu secretly clenched her fists, then immediately lowered her head to straighten her shirt, smoothing out all the wrinkles.

She wanted to do as Jiang Nian said, be pretty and energetic, and make everyone who saw the beautiful shirt on her fall in love with it.

The other side.

After a while, a familiar voice was heard.

Zheng Meiyan walked towards them with a smile, "You are all here, Master Li, open the door and let them in, they are all here to see me."