After beating Zeng He, Shen Qianqian took Yu Jianhua and left the Zeng family to stay in the factory dormitory.

"Auntie, if I hadn't discovered this today, how long were you planning to keep it from us?" he said.

"You couldn't beat us, but why didn't you tell us?"

Yu Jianhua shook her head with a wry smile: "Telling my family won't help; they can't do anything but worry for nothing."

Shen Qianqian suddenly understood what Yu Jianhua meant. Old Mrs. Fang and Old Mr. Yu didn't care about their daughter's life or death; having a good son-in-law was the most important thing to them.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have married Yu Linxiu and Yu Linyun off to such men just for city residency. Shen Qianqian frowned at Yu Jianhua: "Auntie, haven't you thought about divorce? Zeng He is such a scoundrel..."

"These things are useless to me."

Yu Jianhua looked up in a daze, her eyes glistening with tears. It was unclear what she had been thinking in that short time, but she finally shook her head.

"No, what's the point of divorce? I'm already like this, it doesn't matter whether I get a divorce or not." Shen Qianqian couldn't understand the meaning of her words.

How could divorce be useless?

The biggest benefit of the divorce is getting rid of that scoundrel Zeng He!

"Auntie, now that you have a job, you can completely support yourself. If you still want to get married..."

"If I get married, I can find someone better in the future, someone no worse than that scumbag Zeng He."

Yu Jianhua blinked but didn't say anything.

Shen Qianqian thought to herself that something was not right. Could it be that Yu Jianhua still had feelings for Zeng He? If so, then she was really love-struck.

Unable to persuade Yu Jianhua, Shen Qianqian ultimately didn't say anything harsh, only telling her to stay at the factory for now and talk about other things later.

Yu Linxiu also learned of this, and Shen Qianqian told her to have time to persuade Yu Jianhua.

Yu Linxiu: "I've noted this down. There are two other female workers in our factory with similar family backgrounds to hers. They're also divorced, but they have jobs now and are doing just fine without men. I asked them to try and persuade my sister-in-law."

"Qianqian, the sales volume of schoolbags and the distribution channels in both the north and south have now stabilized, and every month..."

Sales and orders are both climbing steadily, but the production volume of new products still can't be increased. There are too few embroiderers, and each one needs to maintain quality. At this rate, we won't be able to start sales before the New Year.

"I'm thinking, should we extend the sales period?"

Shen Qianqian: "How many are there now? Do you have five hundred?" Yu Linxiu shook her head: "Currently, we only have three hundred and fifty."

Three hundred and fifty is far too little.

Shen Qianqian frowned: "We still don't have enough people. We'll recruit more people later, and relax the requirements a bit. If they really don't meet the requirements, we'll recruit people from the provincial capital. Our factory provides food and accommodation, and anyone who is interested can come anytime."

The previous one meal was changed to three meals, but breakfast and dinner could only be eaten by those living in the factory dormitory.

"As for new products, the quantity must reach 500 before the sales date, and the sales period will not be extended."

We will deliver to Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou at the normal time. Our store in Beijing will receive 300 orders.

The rest will be given in hundred taels; Hua Cheng's will be taken by his uncle.

Besides their two fixed sales outlets in the capital and Shanghai, they also set their sights on the large market of Huacheng and planned to open a store there. Yu Jianchuan was the most suitable candidate. He had lived in Huacheng for more than half a year and had experience in selling goods. After this incident, he had become much more mature.

Yu Linxiu wrote down the arrangements and indicated that she understood.

Shen Qianqian suddenly remembered something.

We need to organize an event for the Chinese New Year!

This is their first year running the factory, so it has to be a resounding success!

"Hey, let's organize a New Year's Eve party later. Let the employees put on a few performances, singing and dancing are all fine. Then let Yang Wang ask the folk art troupes to invite them. This is the most lively time of the year."

Entertainment in the 1980s was not as abundant as it would be in the 1980s or 20s, but people at that time yearned for a happy, fulfilling, and positive life.

A little entertainment is enough to make everyone happy.

There are eight days left until Chinese New Year.

After finishing her last exam, Shen Qianqian slept well in her rented room. The next day, she packed her things to go back to Lao Yu's house. She didn't necessarily want to spend the New Year at Lao Yu's house, but there were several bags of gifts sent by her parents at home.

She simply enjoys the process of unpacking the box.

I wonder what my adoptive parents gave me for the New Year? I should call Hua Jia later to catch up.

As for Ruan Yuan, she couldn't make a phone call because she didn't have a phone number, only a contact address whose authenticity was unknown.

Shen Qianqian packed her things, took out her car, and was about to leave.

Zhou En suddenly appeared at her rented room, looking anxious: "Sister Qianqian, something happened at the factory! Someone came and caused trouble, and even beat up the employees!"

2

Who's so bold?

No, what's wrong with the people in her factory? They can't even keep an eye on one person! Shen Qianqian got on her bike and went to the factory with Zhou Anwo.

A crowd had gathered at the main entrance.

Zhou Cai and Yang Wang were also there. Yu Linxiu shielded Yu Jianhua behind her, looking warily at the man with the stick in front of her.

Who else could that man be but Zeng He?

Zeng He shouted, "Yu Jianhua, do you have a lover at this factory? You're really something, not coming home for days on end! Have you forgotten you're married? You fickle woman!"

"You think you're some kind of celestial being? You're just a barren hen, Yu Jianhua, I'm telling you..."

"I'm giving you one more chance. Come back with me, or I'll divorce you!"

Yu Jianhua's face was covered in blood, and her voice was weak: "I didn't, Zeng He, you're slandering me. I'm just working in the factory, everyone can testify..."

Jiang Jiang spat at Zeng He: "Your wife is working and earning money in the factory, and you come here with a stick to beat her. If she really went back with you, I don't know if she would survive. It's really God who has no eyes, how could He let someone like you have a wife!"

Shen Qianqian almost clapped her hands.

This girl is good at swearing.

She squinted at Zeng He. Very well, he's got guts; he actually chased her all the way to the factory.

Alright.

Shen Qianqian casually picked up a broom that was placed next to the guardhouse, rushed into the crowd, and knocked it down on Zeng He.

Zeng He was so dizzy from being knocked on that he knelt down on the ground.

Everyone was stunned, not expecting someone to suddenly make a move.

Shen Qianqian yelled angrily at the stunned security guards, "What are you all standing there for? Arrest him and take him to the police station!"

Zeng He was grabbed and dragged away. "Let me go! Shen Qianqian, you bitch!" "You're asking for it!"

Shen Qianqian remained unmoved by his curses; only a good-for-nothing would resort to verbal threats.

Shen Qianqian glanced at Yu Jianhua and saw that her face was as white as a ghost. She then asked Yu Linxiu and Jiang Jiang to take her to the hospital.

If this head isn't bandaged soon, he'll die.

Finally, she looked at Zhou Cai and Yang Wang: "You two, I'm going into the office." The office door closed. Shen Qianqian's face turned completely cold.

"This has happened twice already. There are serious security problems at the factory. What suggestions do you have?"