Chapter 44: All the girls I recruit are beauties (bug fix): You want to go abroad?

In order to recruit this subordinate, Wang Xiao certainly showed a great deal of sincerity.

Subcontracting is out of the question; steel mills are very strict about this.

As a large state-owned factory, the leaders would never make political mistakes.

In fact, the leadership preferred Wang Tiejun to take over the self-service supermarket under the service agency, since he was a true member of their own team and had entered the middle management level by solving the problem of triangular debt.

However, Wang Tiejun repeatedly declined, and Chen Yanqiu also resolutely refused to accept.

The couple both felt that their daughter's words made sense. After all, this was a business matter, and if the policies changed later and something went wrong, Xiaoxiao wasn't from the steel factory anyway, so they could just pack up and run away.

Unlike them, they can run away but not hide.

Besides, their salary level is much higher than their daughter's, so it's best not to change their positions lightly.

Of course, this was just Wang Xiao's way of declining.

The real reason is that she never lets anyone hold assets on her behalf.

Even if these are her parents, parents who wholeheartedly want the best for her.

She still prefers to hold things in her own hands.

Wang Xiao signed a contract with the steel plant's service agency and then went to find Xiang Dong.

That's the situation. Selling clothes is fine. I'll hire you and give you a share of the profits, how about 20%?

Xiang Dong certainly didn't think so.

People who are used to being bosses and in charge don't like having a mother-in-law over them.

But these days, self-employed individuals are considered wise and capable, especially those who can adapt to changing circumstances.

For them, it doesn't matter what they do, as long as they can make money.

At worst, we can treat Wang Xiao as just another shopping mall.

Otherwise, you might earn money but not live to spend it, and then you'll have nowhere to cry.

only--

Xiang Dong wanted to fight for his own interests: "A 20/80 split won't do, that's too ruthless."

Friends are friends, and interests are interests; even close brothers keep clear accounts. At most, it should be split 40/60.

Making money in the clothing business is really tough.

I went to Xihu Road in Guangzhou to pick up goods, spending several days and nights huddled on the train, finally making it to the provincial capital. I was so disgusted I didn't dare go home to shower and sleep; instead, I quickly priced the clothes and shipped them out immediately.

I was afraid that if I waited even a day, the price of the clothes would drop.

If you're unlucky, you'll be stuck with unsold goods and lose a fortune.

Wang Xiao ignored his sob story and shook her head directly: "You misunderstood me. I meant that I'm hiring you as the general manager of this self-service supermarket. You won't have to pay any money; you'll receive 20% of the profits based on your management."

Xiang Dong was stunned. He swallowed back the words "I'm not short of money" that were on the tip of his tongue.

Because he knew Wang Xiao wasn't short of money either.

She is not only rich, she is also skilled, and she even knows how to manage.

She's incredibly good at selling clothes.

No, to be more specific, she's like one of those sales gurus on foreign TV shows who can sell anything.

It's perfectly normal for someone like her to want to be a boss and have control.

After all, if someone knows they can earn a thousand, why should they only earn five hundred because of pride?

Wang Xiao sighed at him and directly offered his explanation: "Right now, only I can take over the contract; otherwise, the audit won't be able to pass. I know you have money, but your money can't be put in here. Otherwise, if the audit is conducted, nominally it belongs to the public, and if you use it yourself, they can directly accuse you of embezzling public funds. Aren't these kinds of things common?"

Of course, there are quite a few.

Those who truly understand the plight of private business owners are actually their own people, like Xiang Dong. After all, it concerns their own livelihoods, so it's hard not to understand.

He had been buying clothes from the West Lake Road area of ​​Guangzhou, so he had heard a lot about the local business world.

The biggest uproar in the past two years has been the flight of a large number of factory managers and directors. It is said that several hundred people fled, taking with them nearly 200 million yuan in funds.

Why run away? If I didn't, I'd be caught and thrown in jail.

The leaders in Guangzhou originally wanted to issue an international arrest warrant, but the foreigners weren't being cooperative; they wanted tens of thousands of US dollars for even one. Since the leaders didn't have the money, the matter was dropped.

Thinking about this, Xiang Dong's last bit of unease dissipated. He readily nodded and agreed, "Okay, then I'll work for the supermarket."

Why would he be willing to work for Wang Xiao? Wang Xiao isn't a government employee.

Sigh, as a small merchant who has worked his way up to a million-dollar fortune, Xiang Dong's simple wisdom has led him to believe that he should not be jealous of those he cannot be jealous of.

For example, while he and his brothers and sisters in his hometown were hiding and selling small items to earn a meager living, the officials were living comfortably in high beds and soft pillows. With just one phone call, the approval slips in their hands could fetch 10 times the price. What could they do but watch helplessly?

Although Wang Xiao wasn't a government official engaging in profiteering, she had connections at the steel mill. She handled the paperwork, found the location, and proposed the concept of a self-service clothing supermarket. She spearheaded the entire plan. If she didn't get the lion's share, did she expect to get the scraps?

Wang Xiao smiled and handed him a bankbook, then painted a rosy picture: "A golden carp is no ordinary fish. We've never done anything like this before, so let's give it a try first. Once we've accumulated some experience, I reckon the policies will change, and the government will definitely have to follow the will of the people. That'll be our chance to really shine."

Xiang Dong didn't think that far ahead. The reason he's managed to get to where he is today without suffering any major setbacks is mainly due to his flexibility and adaptability.

Just keep doing it for now, and if it doesn't work out, just stay put. If you can't even stay put, then just run away.

No living person can be killed by holding in their urine.

No sooner had Wang Xiao finished arranging for the general manager to go shopping than he started making arrangements for recruiting employees for the self-service supermarket.

Her clothing store, spanning 800 square meters, planned to hire 100 employees. It seemed like a lot, but the Jinning Grand Hotel only hires new staff once a year, and she wanted to benefit from their professional training, so she needed to squeeze in as many people as possible. Otherwise, she'd have to wait until next year to take advantage of the opportunity again.

The thought of hiring 100 people made Wang Xiao a little anxious again.

Even Tang Yicheng muttered to himself, "Are the requirements a bit too high?" Actually, selling clothes is not limited to junior high school students; even elementary school graduates who can read and do math would be fine.

Graduating from high school may not seem like much to her as a college student, but in the grand scheme of society, it makes her a bona fide intellectual.

Well, he swore he wasn't emphasizing the rarity of a high school diploma just because he graduated from high school.

Wang Xiao hadn't thought about this at all. She figured if too few people came to sign up this time, she would go to a few high schools. At least that would be another way to recruit people.

When the recruitment day arrived, Wang Xiao was completely dumbfounded.

The self-service supermarket is still under renovation, so of course it can't be opened for use yet.

Wang Xiao chose a movie theater in Dachang, which was under the jurisdiction of the petrochemical plant, as the venue for the recruitment.

Nowadays, people don't pay much attention to visual experience; they mainly watch movies for the actors and the storyline. So, after color TVs became popular throughout the factory area, the cinemas that were so popular in the 1980s also entered a period of decline.

Even Hong Kong and Taiwan films, which used to attract viewers (the films and television shows of that era were extremely explicit and would certainly not be able to be released to the public 30 years later), lost customers to video arcades.

In short, the movie theater was spacious but deserted, and they weren't showing movies during the day. Dr. Chen put in a good word, and Wang Xiao was successfully requisitioned.

She didn't make any special preparations. She only spent two packs of cigarettes and two bags of peanut brittle (a local specialty given to her) a day in advance to ask the cinema staff to help clean the cinema. Then, she went to the cinema leisurely the next day.

As a result, when the two arrived at the movie theater early in the morning, Tang Yicheng almost dropped the steamed bun he was holding in his mouth.

No, really? Why are there so many people?

This is even more exaggerated than the line of people queuing to buy steamed buns outside the Jinning Grand Hotel service area; there are at least several hundred people.

Wang Xiao was even more curious: "Which singer is holding an autograph session?"

I've heard that people these days are even more obsessed with celebrities than they would be thirty years from now.

But that doesn't make sense. Who would sign autographs at a movie theater? Besides, movie theaters aren't reliable; they wouldn't offer the same woman to two different clients at the same time.

Are they... here to apply for a job?

Wow, I heard that the famous Asia Department Store in Zhengzhou has been bombarding us with advertisements on TV, newspapers, and buses for a long time, attracting 3,000 applicants.

But they later recruited more than 1,500 people, which is equivalent to choosing one out of two, and the acceptance rate is higher than that of ordinary factories.

Their plan is to recruit 100 people. Any more than that, and the self-service supermarket simply can't accommodate them all.

There were way too many people.

As Wang Xiao moved forward, a pretty girl in the queue asked her, "Hey, comrade, when does this recruitment actually start? Do you know?"

"Nine o'clock."

After blurting it out, Wang Xiao subconsciously raised her hand to look at her watch. It was only a little before seven o'clock. It wasn't that she was lazy.

Instead—

"Are you all here to apply for jobs as clothing supermarket clerks?"

Upon seeing the uniform nods, Wang Xiao was immediately moved to tears.

That's great, comrade! I love people like you who are self-reliant.

She immediately decided, "But since you're here early, let's start at 7:30. You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? How about 7:45? Tang Yicheng, go to the canteen and buy breakfast—steamed buns, mantou, twisted rolls, tea eggs, porridge, and soy milk. Just make sure to pack the different fillings of the steamed buns separately. Otherwise, someone might accidentally take a filling they don't want, which would be a waste of food and a bad experience. Hurry up, get a few more people to help, and if necessary, go to two more canteens to make sure they don't run out of stock, which would delay the workers from getting to work."

Tang Yicheng thought to himself: You're really overthinking it.

For a large factory with tens of thousands of employees, breakfast for a few hundred people is nothing.

He readily nodded: "Okay, I'll go right away."

Wang Xiao pulled him aside and gave him a few more instructions: "If you have any chive potstickers or fennel buns, get some too, I need them."

Tang Yicheng was completely confused, but considering that people don't have much of an appetite in the morning, he guessed that Wang Xiao was worried that he would get hungry later, so it was normal for him to prepare the goods; so he nodded and hurried to prepare breakfast.

Little did he know the tricks of Wang Xiao, that despicable capitalist; she was setting a trap for the job applicants.

Why this last-minute action? Before she arrived today, she had no idea that so many people would come looking for work.

The labor and capital markets have always been like this: either the East Wind prevails over the West Wind, or the West Wind prevails over the East Wind.

If there had been fewer applicants today, she certainly wouldn't have dared to act this way. Even if the people she hires aren't quite to her liking, she mainly hopes to turn them into gems through subsequent training.

With so many people around, she couldn't act recklessly anymore; only the best of the best were chosen.

Education is a hurdle; fake diplomas are rampant. Yes, don't say that people in 1991 were naive; forgery is not uncommon in this era, and there are plenty of counterfeit goods.

Those with forged high school diplomas must definitely be eliminated.

While theoretically speaking, there are many business tycoons among those who are not highly educated but are incredibly audacious, or to put it more bluntly, there are very few truly honest people among the real tycoons; however, she is hiring shop assistants, people who will sell clothes for her and make money for her, so people with high comprehension, strong obedience and adherence to rules are the first choice.

Why would she bother to become a stepping stone for someone else's path to becoming a big shot? She never dared to overestimate the integrity of these big shots, nor did she expect them to have a grateful heart.

The second challenge was the breakfast she thoughtfully prepared on the spot.

Sigh, anyone with a modicum of sense would know that since they've applied for the job and will be speaking face-to-face with the leader, they definitely need to consider their tone of voice.

Even if you don't breathe like a fragrant orchid, you can't just open your mouth and suffocate someone.

You need to understand that you are in a service industry, which requires you to be close to customers.

What? They weren't planning on eating chive potstickers and fennel buns, and you forced them on them?

Nonsense, if she couldn't see such a simple trap, it means she's not very bright. Why didn't the boss choose the better option when there was one?

What? You're saying this is discrimination based on personal taste? Other people who passed the test might not be that clever; they just happen to dislike chives and fennel.

Haha, recruitment is all about selecting the most suitable person for the job. Doesn't liking the food mean they're a better fit?

For example, the girl who left the deepest impression on her was someone who loved drinking jasmine tea, so her whole being exuded a faint jasmine fragrance, which felt very comfortable.

As for the third challenge, it wasn't really a challenge at all. It was just that after each person introduced themselves last night, they would randomly draw a tongue twister and read it aloud.

This is used to determine whether the applicant speaks clearly.

The final step is to wait until everyone has been sweating in the warm room before having them take off their coats, so that we can determine if anyone has body odor.

Simple, right? The entire recruitment process is ridiculously simple.

There was no group written test or structured interview process, which is completely contrary to recruitment norms.

If someone who has watched palace dramas saw this kind of plot, they would almost suspect that this is a talent show.

Cough cough, Wang Xiao really does follow a similar pattern.

With over a thousand applicants, the selection process is so rushed that only one in ten can be chosen. So, what they really care about is looks and figure, right?

Given that the basic requirements are met, the only criterion for selection is personal image.

There were even two girls with similar qualifications, but Wang Xiao chose A instead of B simply because the former had beautiful, jet-black hair, while the latter had dry, yellow hair.

Oh, I forgot to mention, the time when everyone handed in their personal documents was also a checkpoint; they were looking at the applicants' hands.

Those with thick, reddish fingers and wide knuckles, who clearly have a history of manual labor, should be immediately ruled out.

Yes, she's so obviously shallow.

Beauty and leisure are scarce resources, and the services provided by beautiful sales associates who grow up in good family environments are much more expensive.

Don't say that the focus should be on service quality, not the appearance of the service staff.

If you really don't care, why are the standards for selecting flight attendants and service staff in hotels catering to foreigners so strict these days?

Admit it, humans are visual creatures.

Even among internet celebrities, the vast majority of those who manage to attract followers are handsome men and beautiful women.

Of course, such a simple and crude selection method cannot completely win over the public.

One of the girls who was rejected was particularly angry. She had thought she could improve her score through the written test, but she wasn't even allowed to grab a pen.

Wang Xiao wasn't angry when people stopped her and demanded an explanation. She admired anyone who had the courage to fight for their own chance, as long as it wasn't through extreme means.

The girl's appearance was indeed problematic. She had pretty, delicate features, but tragically, she had a two-toned face. She was the kind of girl who could startle someone at first glance.

Wang Xiao herself isn't afraid, but she doesn't need to scare her customers.

The girl with the two-toned face was unconvinced and blurted out, "I have special skills. I can receive foreign guests. I speak English, Japanese, and Russian."

Like the original owner, she was assigned to the Russian language class out of 18 classes in her grade, unfortunately belonging to the last batch.

She learned English by watching TV, specifically CCTV's "Learn with Me".

Her relative had gone to Japan to work a few years ago, a practice known as "going abroad to work," where he taught Chinese to a family's children and earned a lot of money (10 million yen, about 300,000 yuan). They planned to take her there as well and encourage her to learn Japanese.

As a result, after she finished her studies, her unfortunate relative was caught in the Great East Japan Earthquake and tragically died. Naturally, her plans to go abroad fell through.

Wang Xiao became genuinely interested and asked directly in Russian, "Miss, how much is this leather jacket?"

The girl wasn't intimidated at all; she immediately apologized and said she would go ask the manager right away.

Wang Xiao chatted with her for a few more minutes and gave her an even higher score.

To be honest, before she transmigrated into the book, when she graduated from high school, at most half of the students in her class were fluent in English.

only--

"You learn English because you feel that Russian won't be very useful, so why is your Russian also quite good?"

The girl with the two-toned face seemed to find Wang Xiao's question very strange, and immediately replied with a straightforward expression: "Since you've already started learning, you definitely have to learn it well, otherwise wouldn't it be a waste?"

It wasn't because she didn't study hard that she didn't get into university. First, the competition for university admission is incredibly fierce these days, and the acceptance rate is extremely low. Second, she had really bad luck when filling out her application; twice in a row, her scores weren't low, but the schools she applied to suddenly had higher admission requirements. These days, if you don't get into your desired school, you don't get into it; there's no parallel application system or anything like that.

Wang Xiao smiled, nodded, and continued to ask, "Besides foreign languages, what other special skills do you have?"

The reason she asked this question was because, in her memory, the girl hadn't mentioned this at all when she introduced herself. Otherwise, being able to master three foreign languages, even if only superficially, would be quite impressive, and she couldn't possibly have no recollection of it.

The girl with the two-toned face—no, Wang Xiao already knew her name—Chen Yu, revealed a slightly uneasy expression: "I'm studying accounting at night school, but I haven't finished yet."

She only started learning last fall, so it's been less than half a year. Otherwise, she probably would have been able to find a job.

Wang Xiao thought for a moment and then made the decision: "Then you can start as a cashier. Your salary will be 100 yuan a month for now. If you do well, you'll get bonuses."

A sales assistant position is out of the question. This girl can better utilize her expertise behind the scenes.

As for the store's accountant, she was an experienced accountant whom Chen Yanqiu had introduced to. She used to work in a television factory, but two years ago, her son graduated from high school and couldn't find a job to take over her job, so she retired early and went home. Now she sometimes helps small factories with their accounts, and she can easily manage a clothing supermarket as well.

As soon as someone successfully recommended themselves, the other unsuccessful candidates were also tempted and immediately crowded forward to start promoting themselves.

Some people said that their foreign language skills were also very good; they used to be the English class representative and their college entrance examination scores were not low.

Unfortunately, Wang Xiao doesn't care much about English. After all, for her, the money that Russian speakers can earn for her now far outweighs that of English speakers.

But she still allowed everyone to show off their skills, maintaining an attitude of treating everyone equally.

Unfortunately, this girl probably has typical "mute" English; her spoken English level, well, would probably be difficult for even native English speakers and non-English speaking people to understand.

Given that she wanted to select the best of the best, Wang Xiao didn't intend to let the self-service supermarket be her school for growth and directly shook her head and refused.

The remaining girls who planned to make a name for themselves through foreign languages ​​were in similar situations.

Wang Xiao wanted to find a few more people who were proficient in Russian or Mongolian, but Russian was a niche language during a specific historical period, let alone Mongolian, none of those present knew it.

However, there was a girl with an ordinary appearance and a stocky build who seemed particularly unremarkable, and she managed to pull off a remarkable feat. She was exceptionally good at organizing. No matter how messy the place was, she could tidy it up perfectly, without a single flaw.

She also emphasized the usefulness of her expertise: "I've seen self-service supermarkets in foreign countries on TV. Customers take clothes, try them on, and then probably don't want them anymore, so it must be a hassle to clean them up. I'm good at this, and I'm also very meticulous and thorough in cleaning."

Wang Xiao became interested and found a place for the girl to demonstrate on the spot.

Goodness, she felt this girl was born at the wrong time; otherwise, she could have easily become an online influencer known as a tidying expert.

However, thirty years is not a long time. By then, they will only be in their early fifties, and they might actually achieve great things.

Okay, I'll take it. I don't want to be a sales assistant in the store. I can work in warehouse management during the week and help clean up the store when it's closed.

By the time they finished their work, it was already dark.

If it were thirty years from now, Wang Xiao would definitely lead his new team on a team-building activity, treating everyone to a big meal and karaoke; but in 1991, public security was really bad. Wang Xiao himself doesn't even dare to wander around outside alone at night. Just last month, a gang rape case occurred in People's Park. The perpetrator has not yet been caught, and the victim has already drowned herself in the lake.

So, in the end, she, the boss, only told everyone to go home together and meet at the entrance of Jinning Hotel at 8:30 the next morning for a training session.

After she finished speaking, she gave each person 10 yuan, signifying that everyone had officially joined the team and would be working together sincerely from now on.

A group of young women were quite bewildered, holding large sums of money; probably none of them expected their new boss to do something so outrageous.

Wang Xiao also felt a little embarrassed.

That's mainly because, as a leader, when a new member joins the team, you definitely have to send out red envelopes in the group chat to create a lively atmosphere.

Now, well, anyway, the meaning is there.

Look how sincere she is; where the money is, there the love is.

After everyone dispersed, Wang Xiao could finally catch her breath and quickly gulped down a mouthful of goji berry tea from her thermos. Sigh, she wanted to earn money peacefully for another seventy, eighty, or ninety years, so she had to take good care of herself while she was still young.

Tang Yicheng had been working himself to the bone all day, and was still a little dazed: "Why are there so many people?"

There were just too many. He racked his brains but couldn't understand why so many high school graduates would apply for jobs as sales assistants at self-service supermarkets.

When they arrived at the Wang family's dinner table, Dr. Chen heard his lament and was immediately filled with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, thinking, "These kids really don't know what's good for them: 100 yuan a month! How many companies do you think can offer that? I've worked my whole life, and how much do I earn a month? Xiao Xiao, a college graduate, only earned 64 yuan a month when she first started at the Institute of Chemical Physics. You all really don't value money."

Wang Xiao genuinely didn't think that a monthly salary of 100 yuan was anything special. Because 100 yuan for a sales assistant in a clothing supermarket was a completely different concept from 100 yuan for a chemical research institute or a large state-owned factory like a steel plant.

To put it simply, it's comparable to a private enterprise employee versus a civil servant. The latter can even get a certain percentage of their children's medical expenses and tuition fees reimbursed, while the former might not even have their social insurance and housing fund contributions fully paid; the same salary, but completely different net worth.

She felt that the current economic situation was so bad that the job market was incredibly competitive. Jobs that could be done by junior high school graduates were now being fiercely contested by high school graduates.

Hey, it's almost like the time before she transmigrated into the book—the toughest job market in history.

Thirty years from now, many people will be able to stay at home as full-time parents, but nowadays, young men and women can't stay at home; no one will approve of that.

Chen Yanqiu blurted out: "Aren't you going to talk nonsense? Do you know how difficult it is to work now? Why don't you go to the chemical institute instead... oh, no, 100 yuan per person, and you've recruited more than 100 people, that means you'll have to pay more than 10,000 yuan in salaries every month!"

Dr. Chen immediately wanted to grab the feather duster again.

That brat knew it wouldn't get better!

Wang Xiao was so frightened that she quickly picked up her rice bowl and ran to her room, refusing to open the door no matter what.

She's not stupid; she's not going to just sit there and take a beating.

Tang Yicheng helped mediate from the side. He didn't think earning 10,000 yuan a month was that scary, because he knew that the clothing business was really profitable.

For example, if Xiang Dong sells his goods on Xihu Road in Guangzhou, the cost of a piece of clothing is 20 yuan. With expenses such as transportation, the total cost is 25 yuan, but he sells it for at least 50 yuan, and it is normal for it to be between 50 and 80 yuan. This price is generally considered to be quite reasonable.

The profit margin inside is at least 100%.

This is just the ordinary goods; if it's a hot commodity, the price can be three, four, or even five times higher.

Compared to the huge profits, the initial investment was nothing.

As for what you're saying, that's only when business is good. What if business is bad?

Sigh, there's Wang Xiao, and there's Xiang Dong. Tang Yicheng has never seen the former have anything she can't sell, and the latter has been working in this industry for many years. If it weren't for the People's Department Store's betrayal, she would be making over ten thousand a day.

So, environment shapes people. Let alone a year ago, even half a year ago, Tang Yicheng would never have taken 10,000 yuan lightly.

But didn't he already use 20,000 yuan to buy a house in the provincial capital? 10,000 yuan doesn't seem like a big deal.

Chen Yanqiu was furious but couldn't vent it, so she turned around and slapped Wang Tiejun hard across the neck.

Poor Comrade Wang Tiejun was truly wronged. He didn't participate in the conversation between the mother and daughter at all; he remained as quiet as a chicken the whole time.

And so, none of them could escape being swept into the tail end of the typhoon.

Fortunately, the door at home was knocked on in time, saving the unfortunate fish from being caught in the crossfire.

Tang Yicheng went over to help, but when he saw Zhang Sheng's face, he didn't know how to greet him.

Dr. Chen, still fuming, recognized her and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh, little sister, what brings you here? Have you eaten yet? Come on, have something to eat."

The "little sister" she referred to was not her actual sister, as she didn't have a biological sister; the person she was calling was Ruan Xiaomei.

Yes, that's right, the girl's name on her ID card is Ruan Xiaomei.

Logically speaking, the Ruan family isn't from some remote mountain area; they've been rooted in the provincial capital for most of their lives. They wouldn't give their daughter such an embarrassing name. After all, if their daughter's name is ridiculed, it's the parents who lose face.

However, when Ruan Xiaomei was born, Ruan Rui, the eldest son of the Ruan family, inexplicably developed a high fever. Then, some charlatan claimed that Ruan Xiaomei had brought bad luck to her brother.

No normal person, not even a normal person, should believe such nonsense. But some families are like they're possessed, truly not treating their daughters like human beings. Ruan's mother believed it and insisted on not giving her daughter a formal name, always calling her "Little Sister, Little Sister," for fear that having a formal name would bring bad luck to her precious eldest son.

When the original owner got involved with Ruan Rui, Chen Yanqiu was convinced that the Ruan family was not a good family based on this incident alone, and she firmly opposed her daughter jumping into a fire pit.

Now, even though the two families have completely broken off relations, Chen Yanqiu still can't say anything unpleasant to Ruan Xiaomei.

After all, cough cough, it took a lot of effort from Ruan Xiaomei to get Ruan Rui thrown in jail.

Ruan Xiaomei was a little reserved, so she immediately pushed the net forward and smiled ingratiatingly: "Aunt Chen, this is a blackfish that my Dachun caught when he went to the countryside. It's good for making soup."

She knew that she had to give gifts when she went to ask someone for a favor, but the problem was that she didn't have any money to give.

Before the Lunar New Year, she did receive 300 yuan and a Triangle brand rice cooker from Dr. Chen. However, when Ruan Rui was arrested, her mother blocked her house every day, threatening to hang herself at her door, and the 300 yuan was taken away.

Now, if she wants to ask for help, she can only rely on her husband to go to the countryside and get a fish.

Honestly, she was the one who was happiest to see Ruan Rui in jail. Two years was too short; she wished he would stay in jail for life and never come out.

Chen Yanqiu quickly declined, "Hey, hey, what are you doing, girl? You're just visiting my house, why are you bringing things? Take them back, take them back. You know I'm not a hard worker, I rarely cook, I usually eat in the cafeteria."

Ruan Xiaomei refused; she had come to ask for a favor. If the man wouldn't even accept her gifts, there was no way she would help him.

"Auntie, please have pity on me, I'm desperate. The factory in our neighborhood gave us an ultimatum a couple of days ago, saying there's no work and we all have to go home."

Chen Yanqiu echoed her concerns: "That's troublesome. Oh dear, there's really nothing we can do right now. Look at our steel plant, the leaders are saying in a meeting that they need to raise funds from the employees. Right now, even our deputy director's child is unemployed at home because we can't hire anyone."

Ruan Xiaomei quickly emphasized, "No, no, no, Auntie, that's not what I meant. I saw that Wang Xiao was hiring people to sell clothes today. Look at me, I also graduated from high school, could I go and sell clothes?"

She actually looked quite similar to Ruan Rui, even a bit more delicate, and could definitely be called a beauty. However, she hadn't had a good life growing up; her complexion was sallow, and her hands were rough. They wouldn't let her handle clothes with fine fabrics, lest they snag them.

However, Wang Xiao's reasons for refusing her were not these. She shook her head and said quite frankly, "I don't dare to recruit you. I'm afraid your parents will cause trouble."

Truly, these are her heartfelt words.

If it weren't for the elderly couple from the Ruan family, she would have been quite willing to give Ruan Xiaomei a fair chance to compete, because she fully met the registration requirements.

Even your hands, if you use hand masks a few more times to nourish them, can have a chance to become smoother and softer.

Moreover, Ruan Xiaomei has been doing housework since she was a child, so she is quick and efficient and hardworking, making her a good candidate for a shop assistant.

But all her good qualities vanished in the face of her parents.

"Think about it, your parents are such formidable people. They've probably caused quite a bit of trouble at your factory and home before, I've heard all about it. If she comes to the clothing supermarket and throws a tantrum, how will the store continue to do business? This store is for helping the steel mill resolve its triangular debts, and it might even be used to entertain foreign guests. If this escalates and things get out of control, who will be able to take responsibility?"

Yes, she is a capitalist who prioritizes maximizing her own interests above all else.

She knew all about the troubles Ruan Xiaomei was hiding, yet she still recruited her to the shop. Was she afraid that she didn't have enough trouble and that she was making money too fast to keep up with counting the cash?

She's gone mad. She's not a women's federation cadre, someone who's there to help women solve their problems.

Ruan Xiaomei's face flushed red, then turned pale, then flushed again, as if she wished she could transform into Tu Xingsun so she could use her earth-遁术 (earth-遁术 is a Chinese idiom meaning to burrow underground).

She silently finished a cup of Milo, a trendy gadget you only see in TV commercials.

She rarely gets to drink it; she has never even drunk a bottle of milk in her entire life.

It's not that her family doesn't order milk, it's just that she's never given any.

Even malted milk powder is just for tasting.

Seeing this, Chen Yanqiu's compassionate heart couldn't bear it, and she even secretly wondered if she could help ask around to see where there were any handicraft jobs like pasting paper boxes that people could take on, so that they could at least have some income.

Wang Xiao could easily read her mind, since she wore her heart on her sleeve.

The daughter, however, was not so kind-hearted; she thought that a clean break was necessary, otherwise she would suffer the consequences.

The first thing Ruan Xiaomei should do now is to completely sever ties with her family, otherwise supporting her parents and niece will be her responsibility. Oh, and by the way, there's also Ruan Rui, who's currently in jail.

Even if someone is in prison, their relatives can still visit them.

Given how much the Ruan family dotes on their son, they'd surely squeeze every last drop out of their daughter to send living expenses to their son in prison.

Yeah, right, once Ruan Rui gets out, it's not certain he'll be able to start any tutoring classes again, since he's a released convict.

Even if he manages to get it up, she will definitely make sure he can't get it up.

After all, she admits she's beautiful, but she's definitely not kind-hearted.

When that time comes, the whole family will depend on Ruan Xiaomei for food and drink, and that will be the day Ruan Xiaomei truly cries.

Of course, Wang Xiao wouldn't specifically remind her, lest she incur someone's wrath and think that her current miserable state was because Wang Xiao had sent her brother to jail.

Ruan Xiaomei put down her cup, looked up at Wang Xiao, and after a long while, finally mustered up her courage and spoke: "Um, Wang Xiao, I heard you can help people go abroad. Um, I want to go abroad, can you help me?"

Wang Xiao was stunned.

She initially thought that if Ruan Xiaomei was ruthless, she would only send the Ruan family elders back to their hometown, out of sight, out of mind. Besides, living expenses in the city were high, and everything needed to be bought. Back in their hometown, at least they could take care of their own food and drink.

I never imagined that once someone's mind is made up, they can really go all out.

They went straight abroad and got rid of this family of bloodsuckers.

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