When Jiang Qiaoqiao returned to the entrance of her shop, Zhou Hongxia happened to come looking for her.

Zhou Hongxia is straightforward, and her guilt is genuine.

Jiang Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "Sister Xia, it's all a small matter. I have nothing to fear, and I'm not afraid of rumors."

Seeing that Jiang Qiaoqiao really didn't intend to pursue the matter any further, Zhou Hongxia breathed a sigh of relief and said generously, "Qiaoqiao, consider this a favor I owe you. If you ever need my help in the future, just say the word, and I will definitely do my best to help you."

Jiang Qiaoqiao exchanged a few more pleasantries with Zhou Hongxia, and seeing that the shop was getting busy, she quickly went back inside to help.

As the weather gets colder, business at the store has been booming for several days in a row.

After finishing her work at the shop, Jiang Qiaoqiao immediately began discussing the preparations for the garment factory with Zhou Yang.

"Sister Qiaoqiao, the factory's recruitment assessment is scheduled for tomorrow. I've already notified everyone who applied before," Zhou Yang said to Jiang Qiaoqiao.

Jiang Qiaoqiao nodded, "Okay, then I'll go directly to the factory tomorrow. Everyone's tired today, so you should all go and get some rest."

After Jiang Qiaoqiao finished giving her instructions, she was about to leave when she saw Luo Yingzi, who had been full of energy when she arrived at work, now looking listless and as if her soul had been taken away.

Having seen too many resentful working people in her past life, Jiang Qiaoqiao was somewhat unaccustomed to meeting Luo Yingzi, who was so passionate about her work.

Unable to resist teasing her, she asked, "Yingzi, what's wrong? So passionate about your work? Aren't you happy after get off work?"

"Sigh—" Luo Yingzi sighed deeply, "Sister Qiaoqiao, you don't know, my mother came today."