On August 29th, Jiang Xiaoli and Zong Jia finalized the renovation plan for their house with the renovation company, packed their luggage, and went to the airport.

Li Guizhi held Zong Jiayu's hand and said, "Xiao Zong, you'll be all alone here from now on. You must be careful and don't try to handle anything alone. Remember to call home!"

She spoke freely, her thoughts flowing freely, while Zong Jiayu listened attentively, occasionally offering a few words of agreement.

Jiang Xiaoli checked the time. "Mom, okay, you can fly over to see him anytime you miss him. He'll be back in Xi'an by the New Year at the latest. We should go through security now."

Li Guizhi reluctantly let go of Zong Jiayu's hand, "Little Zong, remember what I said."

“Godmother, I remember,” he replied earnestly.

Li Guizhi followed Xu Feng and her daughter in line to go through security, while Jiang Xiaoli lagged behind at the back of the line.

She reminded him, "You bought a mobile phone too, remember to keep in touch."

Zong Jia nodded. "I will. Mr. Jiang is very busy, so please don't ignore my calls."

Jiang Xiaoli blinked and looked at him. "I'll definitely answer when I'm free."

Zong Jiayu smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll call you again when you're free."

As the plane landed in Xi'an, Xiao Jincheng stood in the most conspicuous position at the arrival gate.

Xiao Muyu dropped her luggage and ran to his side, "Dad, we're back!"

Xiao Jincheng ruffled his daughter's hair. "You've been gone for far too long. I almost flew over to see you a couple of days ago."

Jiang Xiaoli pushed the luggage cart over, "Uncle Xiao, did you miss me?"

Xiao Jincheng held a girl's hand in each hand. "Of course I want to. I don't even enjoy eating when I'm home alone."

Xu Feng looked him up and down. "You can't eat? I feel like you've gained a little weight?"

He gave an awkward laugh, "Even while you're not here, you still need to take care of yourselves..."

Xiao Jincheng ordered food at a restaurant, and the group ate at home before Jiang Xiaoli returned to her own home.

"The hotel is so nice, but home is still the most comfortable place!" She hugged her favorite pillow and kissed it.

Li Guizhi said with a smile, "Of course, there's no place like home."

On the 30th, instead of resting at home, she went directly to the branch factory to see Dafu in Li Guizhi's new car.

Upon seeing them, Dafu asked with concern, "Has Brother Zong settled in Kyoto?"

Jiang Xiaoli nodded to him, "Don't worry, the house is right next to his school, but he's probably still staying in a hotel for now, the house is being renovated."

"That's fine then." Dafu immediately showed her all the reports and documents from the branch factory for the month.

He explained from the side, "The overall situation of the branch factory is very stable this month. The second and third phases of the project have been completed. I am following up on the equipment."

Jiang Xiaoli looked at the equipment purchase list prepared by Dafu and asked, "Why is there such a big difference between the two prices for the self-heating pot packaging line?"

Daifu pointed somewhat awkwardly to the name of the manufacturer whose price was one-third higher.

"This vacuum machine factory was recommended by Factory Director Wei."

Jiang Xiaoli sighed, "Okay, I understand. Let's choose the one that suits us. You don't need to worry about the rest; I'll handle it."

Back in the city, she gave Li Guizhi an address, "Mom, take me here first."

Li Guizhi asked curiously, "Where is this?"

Jiang Xiaoli chuckled softly, "Wei Dong's father's house."

Without making her mother wait, she got out of the car, bought some fruit and milk at the entrance of the community, and knocked directly on Wei Zhongnan's door.

A kind-faced old lady opened the door and asked with a smile, "Young lady, who are you looking for?"

She smiled sweetly, "Grandma, I'm looking for Grandpa Wei. My name is Jiang Xiaoli."

The old lady clearly recognized her name and warmly welcomed her in, "Old Wei! Old Wei! Little Pear is here to see you!"

Wei Zhongnan peeked out of the study, holding a calligraphy brush in his hand. "Xiao Li's here? Come in!"

Entering the study, Wei Zhongnan chuckled and showed her his handwriting, "Xiao Li, what do you think of my calligraphy?"

Jiang Xiaoli looked embarrassed. "Grandpa Wei, I really know nothing about calligraphy, only about nine out of ten things. But I feel comfortable looking at your calligraphy. I think it's good calligraphy!"

"Hahaha!" Wei Zhongnan put down his pen after finishing the last stroke. "You're such a straightforward girl. Did you come here today because you need something?"

She chatted with Wei Zhongnan with a smile, then asked, "Grandpa Wei, do you and Uncle Wei regret selling the cannery to me?"

Wei Zhongnan frowned. "Little Pear, what makes you say that?"

After talking for so long, she had realized that Wei Zhongnan was probably unaware of what Wei Dong had done.

She recounted the whole story, and then sincerely said, "Grandpa Wei, I know that when I bought the factory, you and Uncle Wei took care of me and asked for a very low price because I was a junior. But I did solve your urgent problems. Now that Uncle Wei is causing trouble in the factory, it's really hard for me."

Wei Zhongnan listened to her words without saying a word for a long time.

Just as Jiang Xiaoli's heart was pounding with doubt, wondering if she had made a mistake in her move.

She heard Wei Zhongnan sigh, "Xiao Li, your Uncle Wei is confused!"

She didn't offer any opinion, but simply said, "Grandpa Wei, what do you think is the best course of action for me now?"

Wei Zhongnan gave a wry smile. "Little Pear, I'm glad you came to me for advice when something like this happened. I'll swallow my pride and accept your share of the profits on behalf of my good-for-nothing son. After that, you can arrange the personnel in your factory as you see fit. Is that alright?"

Jiang Xiaoli nodded in agreement, "Grandpa Wei, no matter what happens to Uncle Wei in the future, if you need anything, just have someone pass on a message, and I will do whatever I can."

Wei Zhongnan stood up, smiled, and patted her shoulder. "Little Pear, you're just like your dad. You value friendship, but you can also be ruthless when necessary. You'll definitely go far. It's just that Wei Dong doesn't have that kind of luck."

Jiang Xiaoli left the residential compound and went directly to the administrative office of the food factory.

At her request, the administration quickly drafted an appointment document, appointing Ming Chan to replace Wei Dong as the new factory director of the food factory.

When Wei Dong arrived after receiving the news, the appointment had already been broadcast three times throughout the factory.

He stared at Jiang Xiaoli in shock, "Xiaoli, what's wrong with you...?"

Jiang Xiaoli smiled at him, "Uncle Wei, I've talked to Grandpa Wei, and he thinks you're more suited to running a small business. I'll have the finance department transfer the first half-year's dividends from the food factory to your account. Could you please hand over your work to Director Ming in the next couple of days?"

Seeing that she was unyielding and had no intention of communicating, Wei Dong rushed home to demand an explanation from his father, only to be beaten out of the house by Wei Zhongnan with several canes.

"You don't even know your own worth! If it weren't for my old face, that young girl would have a thousand ways to kill you! Get back here and hand over your belongings. Go back to your little bit of money and I'll disown you as my son!"