When Yang Qiaoqiao arrived at the store, it was still early and there were no customers.

Luo Yingzi was both surprised and delighted to see Yang Qiaoqiao. "Sister Qiaoqiao, you're here! Where are An'an and Lele?"

As Luo Yingzi spoke, she glanced behind Yang Qiaoqiao.

The other people in the studio, Wu Lanhua, Master Luo, and Master Su, also gathered around.

They all knew what Yang Qiaoqiao had been facing during this period.

Yang Qiaoqiao did not answer Luo Yingzi's question immediately. Instead, she first gathered all the employees in the store, took out a stack of red envelopes from her bag, and handed them out to everyone, saying, "Everyone has worked hard during this time! These red envelopes should have been given to everyone on the opening day, but due to some personal matters, it was delayed. Now I'm giving them to you as a belated gift."

From now on, let's work together to make our shop a success!

Holding the red envelopes Yang Qiaoqiao had given them, and listening to her words, everyone's enthusiasm was ignited.

After the other employees left, Luo Yingzi, Wu Lanhua, Master Luo, and Master Su still looked at her with worried expressions.

Yang Qiaoqiao knew they were worried about Jiang Yiran.

He didn't hide anything from them and told them directly that Jiang Yiran had probably jumped into the sea to swim to Hong Kong.

Upon hearing this, Wu Lanhua angrily said, "That kind of beast dares to swim in Hong Kong? I think she should just drown in the sea and feed the sharks."

Wu Lanhua still feels heartbroken when she thinks about the sounds of An An Le Le crying that came from next door those two days.

It's true that after becoming a mother myself, I can't bear to see children suffer, even if they aren't my own children.

“Sister-in-law is right!” Luo Yingzi agreed. “She should drown in the sea and be fed to the sharks!”

Yang Qiaoqiao remained calm. She comforted Wu Lanhua and Luo Yingzi for a few moments before sending them off to work.

After arranging the work at Yiren Clothing Studio, Yang Qiaoqiao left the mall and drove back to Yun County.

The car she's driving now is the one Grandpa Xia gave her.

After that incident, she took advantage of her pregnancy to reduce her workload and got her driver's license.

She went to Yiren Clothing Store first.

Today is not a rest day, so business at the store is not very good.

Only two people were selecting clothes; the two new shop assistants were serving them, and Yang Hongying was tidying up the clothes in the store.

Upon seeing Yang Qiaoqiao arrive, Yang Hongying greeted her with a face full of joy, "Qiaoqiao, you're back!"

As Yang Hongying spoke, she grasped Yang Qiaoqiao's shoulders and looked her up and down. "Oh my, you've only been out of confinement for a short time, and you've already become so thin. It's all that damned Jiang Yiran's fault. If she hadn't been so scheming and causing trouble all the time, you wouldn't be so worried."

As soon as Yang Hongying said this, the two customers who were choosing clothes next to her gathered around.

"Oh, Mr. Yang's back. How's your sister? Has the police arrested her? She and her lover did something like that; they should be sentenced to death, right?"

Yang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but laugh and cry when she saw the gossipy glint in the eyes of the two customers.

Indeed, gossiping is human nature.

Gossip is always the most attractive thing.

At first, the kidnapping of An An and Le Le was kept secret, but after An An and Le Le were rescued, the incident was reported in newspapers and on local television stations.

Later, Zhang Wei rammed a police car in the downtown area and rescued Jiang Yiran, which made the front page of the newspaper and naturally became a topic of conversation among the public.

Unfortunately, one of the two guests was a family member of a food factory worker, and they still lived in the food factory's staff quarters.

Before Yang Qiaoqiao could speak, the man said with a look of disdain, "What good things can the Jiang family produce? I think that in the end, the entire Jiang family will either be shot or imprisoned."

To be honest, someone like Qiaoqiao is truly blessed; she wasn't born into an unfortunate family. If Qiaoqiao hadn't been switched at birth and had grown up in the Jiang family, how could she have achieved what she has today?

"Then our boss Yang is definitely lucky. Putting everything else aside, just look at the time when the Jiang family had already arranged the marriage between boss Yang and Qin Haiyang, that guy who got shot, but Jiang Yiran just had to do that kind of thing with Qin Haiyang."

If the two hadn't been swapped, it would have been Boss Yang who married into that hellhole of Qin Haiyang.

"By the way, Mr. Yang, tell me quickly, have they caught Jiang Yiran and her lover yet?"

Yang Qiaoqiao told them about Jiang Yiran's situation again.

After hearing this, the group launched into another tirade of insults at Jiang Yiran.

After checking the store's accounts and inventory and finding everything to be normal, Yang Qiaoqiao went to the garment factory.

The garment factory is now managed by Zhou Yang, Xie Fengxia, and Wu Xiaocao, and everything is on track, so Yang Qiaoqiao doesn't need to worry about it at all.

The biggest problem facing garment factories now is that they can still produce too few styles of clothing.

After reading it, Yang Qiaoqiao also felt that it was time to put the recruitment and training of fashion designers on the agenda.

However, there are still not many schools in the country that offer fashion design majors.

Even if some talented people graduate in this field, the government directly assigns them jobs.

Although the reform and opening up has been going on for several years, people's mindset has not changed. If they can get a secure job in a state-owned enterprise, who would want to work for a private company?

Yang Qiaoqiao thought about it and realized that if she wanted to recruit talent in this field, she would probably have to look abroad.

Yang Qiaoqiao went to see Song Lixiang at Yang Benya in Yun County, and then returned to the provincial capital.

When she returned to Yiren Clothing Studio, there were already customers in the store, and Luo Yingzi was showing them around.

The customer had her hair styled in delicate wool curls, and her cashmere coat and boots were the latest styles of the year, styles that had just become popular in Hong Kong and hadn't yet reached the mainland.

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