Zhang Wei narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Jiang Yiran.

The next instant, he suddenly grabbed her hair and slammed her head against the gray wall. "You bitch, I'm talking to you about eating, and you're talking to me about dignity?"

What right do you have to talk to me about dignity? Do you know why you've lived two lives and had your uterus removed both times? It's because you were born to be a prostitute!

Before the kidnapping failed, Zhang Wei had never laid a finger on Jiang Yiran in his entire life.

That's why Jiang Yiran dared to tell him earlier that she didn't want to do it anymore.

But now that he has made a move, all of Jiang Yiran's painful memories of being abused in her previous life have flooded back.

"ah--"

Jiang Yiran instinctively screamed, "Brother Zhang, I was wrong, I'll never do it again, I'll do it, I'll do it properly!"

Zhang Wei grabbed Jiang Yiran by the hair, forcing her to face him. "Jiang Yiran, don't think that just because you've lived an extra life, you're superior to others."

Let me tell you, a bitch is a bitch, and no matter how many lifetimes you live, you'll only ever be a bitch.

"Get out there and solicit customers, make some money for me. I risked so much to rescue you from the police, it wasn't for nothing."

Jiang Yiran nodded repeatedly, her whole body trembling.

She was in a daze, and staggered through the narrow passageway toward the door.

Why?

Why did she marry Huo Beixiao in her previous life, only to end up divorced and ending up in Zhang Wei's hands?

Even though she married Qin Haiyang, she still ended up getting divorced and ending up in Zhang Wei's hands.

In this life, she finally found her biological parents, who were among the first to become wealthy and were people she could only see in the news in her previous life.

Her life should have already changed.

Why is it still like this?

She couldn't understand it.

She really couldn't understand...

*

Yang Qiaoqiao and Huo Beixiao have been extremely busy with the construction of the new factory lately.

Although the country is now actively attracting investment in order to develop the economy, they have the help of Grandpa Xia's network of connections to set up factories in Haicheng.

The government's approval came very quickly.

However, nowadays, you still need permits to buy all kinds of building materials. When they build factories, not to mention anything else, just getting stamps from relevant government departments at all levels to buy building materials can make people run themselves ragged.

After obtaining the approval slip, you still have to deal with state-owned factories that produce various building materials.

Domestic production capacity remains limited, and various building materials are in short supply. The factory workers are also very arrogant.

So even though Yang Qiaoqiao was using the money to buy things, she was still going around asking for favors and asking for help, and by the end of the day she was completely exhausted.

Every day when she returned to the Xia family's old house, she was so tired that all she wanted to do was lie down on the bed.

Sometimes when she really missed her two children, she would ask Huo Beixiao to bring both little ones over and place them next to her.

At this time, the two little ones waved their little hands and babbled beside her, while the man massaged her to relieve her fatigue.

Yang Qiaoqiao instantly felt that all the day's hard work had disappeared.

Time flies by in the midst of busy days.

A month passed in the blink of an eye, and the factory's foundation had been built.

That day, Yang Qiaoqiao had just finished inspecting the construction site of the factory when she saw two familiar figures in the distance.

At first glance, she thought she was seeing things.

When she realized that it was indeed Peng Cuiying and Jiang Yongxian who had come, she couldn't help but frown, her expression becoming sharper.

Jiang Yongxian and Peng Cuiying had already seen her by this time.

Peng Cuiying ran towards her with a face full of surprise, "Qiaoqiao, it really is you! Mom has finally found you."

You have no idea how much Mom missed you this past year, sob sob sob…

As Peng Cuiying spoke, she wiped away her tears.

Jiang Yongxian looked at Yang Qiaoqiao with the demeanor of a good older brother, "Qiaoqiao, is this the new factory you're building in Haicheng?"

"Such a large factory, once completed and put into operation, its output will definitely be astonishing, and it will greatly alleviate our country's current dependence on clothing imports."

Jiang Yongxian was right.

Since the reform and opening up, as people's living standards have improved, the demand for ready-made clothing has also increased significantly.

However, domestic productivity is currently limited and cannot meet the huge market of one billion people.

Before the reform and opening up, most businessmen from Europe and the United States set up labor-intensive industries such as garment factories in Southeast Asia.

Therefore, the clothes sold in China now, whether in Hong Kong or Guangzhou, are actually manufactured in factories in Southeast Asia by European and American merchants.

When she first came to Haicheng to find wholesalers with her own brand of clothing, she was able to secure so many orders from wholesalers not only because her designs and quality were comparable to imported goods, but also because her products were very competitively priced.

A large part of the reason she has a price advantage is that domestic labor is cheap now; she is simply benefiting from the demographic dividend in China.

In fact, after the reform and opening up, many European and American businessmen have realized that China's labor costs are much lower than those in Southeast Asia.

Many far-sighted businessmen have already begun relocating their Southeast Asian businesses to China.

This laid the foundation for China's subsequent economic take-off.

But for Yang Qiaoqiao, this also increased the difficulty of the competition.

Yang Qiaoqiao dodged Peng Cuiying's hand as she tried to pull her forward, and looked at the mother and son with a half-smile.

It has to be said that this mother and son have quite strong mental fortitude. They had already fallen out long ago, yet they can now stand in front of her and talk to her like nothing happened.

She knew that pretending not to know this shameless mother and son would only result in them putting on a big show.

She didn't have time to waste with them.

He went straight to the point: "Comrade Peng Cuiying, Comrade Jiang Yongxian, what kind of relationship do I have with you? Do I need to remind you again?"

If necessary, I can call the police now and have them remind you.

She glanced at Jiang Yongxian and said calmly, "Comrade Jiang Yongxian, as a public official, you should know better than me what kind of impact it would have on you if you had a criminal record!"

A flash of resentment crossed Jiang Yongxian's eyes.

Because of Yang Qiaoqiao, his father has been executed, his younger brother is still in prison, and his adopted sister Jiang Yiran is a fugitive.

The fact that so many criminals came from his family has had a significant impact on his career. If it weren't for He Zhengguo protecting him, he would have been in a much better position.

Even if he isn't persuaded to leave by his superiors, he'll probably be reassigned to a low-ranking position with no chance of promotion.

He really can't afford any more problems now, otherwise even He Zhengguo might not be able to protect him.

But the task He Zhengguo gave him...