Chapter 392 No Confidence

Deputy Director Huang was a little unwilling, "Director, do you mean to invite An Zhixia back? I remember that the station wanted her to revise all the channel programs before, but she asked for four two-story buildings and the bonuses of the channel directors.

Now that she has resigned and left, what conditions should we offer to invite her back? "

Director Bai pounded the table hard with his fist. "No matter what the conditions are, invite her back first. Just like what you said, no matter how capable she is, how long can she last? We will slowly promote a group of people, learn all her skills, and then give her a bad name and drive her out.

You can’t catch a wolf without sacrificing a kid! "

Deputy Director Li held up the frame of his glasses with his bent fingers and shook his head rationally: "No one is a fool, especially a woman as smart as An Zhixia. If we sincerely cooperate with her and treat her as a colleague who can truly work together, then she may come back.

If she realizes that we have bad intentions, I'm afraid no amount of incentives will be enough to persuade her to come back to work."

"Old Li, you are good in every way except that you are too cautious. The ancients said that money is a good thing that can make the devil work. I have seen too many people in my life, but I have never seen one who truly regards money as dirt.

Besides, An Zhixia is smart, but she is a vulgar person. Look, she has only been working for a few months, but she has already bought herself four two-story houses on the surface, and no one knows how much money she has embezzled from the public funds in secret.

If she refuses the temptation, it can only be said that the benefits we offer are not enough. "Director Bai waved his hand, took a deep breath and said with a helpless smile.

"You don't have to worry about this. I'll take care of it. She'd better be sensible. Otherwise, haha," he said with a sinister look, "I have plenty of ways to make her lose her reputation and suffer the consequences!"

Deputy Director Huang's eyes flickered, and he could only say, "Director, you can't let her talk too much, otherwise her appetite will get bigger and bigger."

Director Bai nodded. "Her brother is still working at the station. I heard that they have a good relationship. I wonder if she will continue to insist on holding on to the show after she hears that An Zhiqiu has given up the "Taoqi" program or has been fired."

Deputy Director Li sighed softly: "Even rabbits will bite when they are cornered, Lao Bai..."

Before he could speak, Director Bai interrupted him and said, "Alright, Old Li, I know what's going on. How can a young woman, no matter how capable she is, get out of the hands of an old man like me?"

An Zhixia was free at home and made a lot of small clothes, including close-fitting cotton-padded clothes, small cotton-padded jackets, small quilts, cotton socks, hats, soft-soled shoes, etc. Each one was novel and beautiful in style. Some were embroidered with patterns, some were made of colorful cloth, and some were small objects sewn on.

Although the Maicheng Craft Factory, which was run by Director Bai, was opened, not all family members of all TV station employees were able to enter, not to mention her previous plan to bring in the family members of Fang Yuan's team.

Most of the employees were family members of former employees, as well as people with connections from other units. Therefore, the quality of the products produced was uneven. In addition, there was no one like An Zhixia who could speak foreign languages and talk business well. The products had no way to be exported, and they could not be sold at a high price in their own country. Few people would pay attention to style when they could not even guarantee food and clothing.

The goods squeezed the two warehouses, with only goods coming in but not going out, which meant that the money from the TV advertisements could keep them rich. However, before the Maicheng Craft Factory was opened, many leaders had high hopes for it, so the factory was under great pressure and had to bite the bullet to recruit a group of salesmen to run business everywhere.

The Zhien Education and Training Institute, which was headed by Deputy Director Huang, was also opened. It occupied a large area and recruited top talents from various fields as teachers, so the tuition was high and not many children could afford it. There was not even one class for each subject and the money was barely enough to pay the teachers' salaries.

Mentioning this Deputy Director Huang makes me grit my teeth in hatred. In An Zhixia's plan, she promised to pay teachers very high salaries, but the tuition fees were extremely low. She completely treated this unit as a welfare provided by the TV station to its employees.

She didn't get any money at all! Instead, the family members complained that the leaders of the station didn't keep their promises and delayed their children's future.

These two units, which should have achieved the best results, turned out to be a hot potato for them.

The families of the transport team continued to lead normal lives. They all liked to work with An Zhixia in groups of three or four. Most of them were sewing insoles, while some were making paper boxes or medicine bags, all to earn some pocket money to supplement their family income.

At least they earned enough money every month for matches, children's pencils and notebooks, and daily needles and thread. They lived frugally with the men's salary, and the whole family lived frugally, saving some money to prepare for the children's future weddings.

They were quite envious of An Zhixia's skillful hands, but it was just pure envy. After all, personal transactions were not allowed now, and they had no other thoughts.

However, An Zhixia listened to them chatting about family matters and deeply felt the difficulties faced by every family.

Men have high salaries, but they also have many children. The young ones can make their parents poor, let alone a whole family! In the city, you need money for food and clothing. You have to pay for a fever or a cold, and you also have to pay for the maintenance of the elderly at home.

"People say that getting paid at the beginning of the month is the happiest time, and everyone looks forward to it, but I get worried when I think about it," Mrs. Deng used an awl to poke a hole in the insole with a little force, then changed to a thin needle, rubbed it on her head, and used the force of the thimble to pierce the hole.

"Who said it wasn't? It's cold now, and the children's clothes from last year are too short. Even if the smaller ones can pick up bigger ones, I have to make a set for the older ones, right? The men's cotton-padded clothes are no longer warm after three years. This year I gritted my teeth and scraped together some money from all over to make it." A sister-in-law also sighed and agreed, her brows furrowed, obviously very worried, but she was very clear in folding the paper box and applying the batter, and her movements were so fast that even though they didn't leave any afterimages, they were still dazzling.

"My mother-in-law broke her leg while washing clothes by the river last month. She stayed in the hospital for a week and spent dozens of dollars, all of which was paid by our family. It was almost equivalent to a month's salary..."

"My younger uncle is getting married, and he insisted on asking us to give him three big items! We don't even have any at home, so how can we afford them? My parents-in-law are making trouble, and they insisted on building a brick house in their hometown, and they asked us for 600 yuan. Isn't this just asking for the three big items?

You know, my husband is the most filial. He gave all the money that our family had saved for several years to him. I almost swallowed the medicine, if it wasn’t for the children at home…”

An Zhixia couldn't help but interrupt, "Brother Zhang is a little too honest, isn't he? Sister-in-law can't let him do this, or else no matter how big the family business is, we'll have to give it up."

"Who said it wasn't?" Mrs. Zhang had a thick stack of medicine bags beside her. She was skinny, with not a pound of flesh on her face, and her chin was particularly pointed, making her face look long and lifeless.

"It's just that he earned the money, and he wants to use it to honor his parents and help his brother get married. How can I stop him? Sometimes I think it's boring to live with a man. Every day I have to revolve around children and men, and take odd jobs when I have time, but people think you only have a mouth.

If I could work and earn money like him, I would definitely be strong and ask him whether he wants his parents and brother, or us mothers!

His parents are not so old that they can't move. Five dollars a month is not a small amount. Why are they still controlling their younger brother? This year is the wedding, and next year is the birth of a child..."

"But," An Zhixia said in confusion, "the country stipulates that everything a couple earns after marriage is their common property. No matter who earns the money, you get half. Why would Brother Zhang give your money over as well?"

Mrs. Deng took over the conversation and said with a helpless smile: "Mrs. Fang, you are a capable person, so you naturally don't know the sorrow of us housewives. We devote our whole lives to men and children, but sometimes we don't even get a good word in return.

Men will think that we are not as capable as others and can earn money to help him share the burden. Children will think that we are uneducated and bring shame to them, and they just wait for food and drink at home.

My parents-in-law in my hometown think that we are enjoying a good life in the city and ask for money for various reasons.

You can't lower yourself in front of your mother's family and pretend that you are living a good life.

Only we ourselves know how hard life is, and it’s all about money.”

Everyone nodded in agreement at the last sentence, "In fact, we are much better off than other units. At least every household has a palm-sized vegetable plot, which can save some money.

Otherwise, relying on the supply from the city, the whole family will go hungry by the end of the month.”

An Zhixia pondered their words carefully. In her previous life, she had never opened her heart to anyone and was busy with her career. In this life, she met her brother, Fang Yuan and his family, as well as other good friends. To her, there are only three kinds of people in the world: family, friends, and strangers.

She couldn't imagine the fake couples or poor couples in the entertainment industry being portrayed as her and Fang Yuan. She hated them so much that she wanted to drink medicine. Was there any point in living like that?

An Zhixia is not someone who would compromise for the sake of her children, but this is someone else's life, so she can't say much. However, being able to solve the problem with money is the least of all problems in her opinion.

She had originally planned to improve the lives of the family members of Fang Yuan's team, although they could not work as formal employees at the Maicheng Craft Factory for the time being. But after she saw the odd jobs in the hands of the guys, she quickly came up with a plan.

"Sisters-in-law, what can you do? Can you knit sweaters, crochet cup covers, sew gloves, hats, and scarves?" An Zhixia asked casually.

"Of course not." Mrs. Deng smiled and said, "We don't work, so we just get together to do some work. We make things at home if we can. But the things we make at home may not look good."

The other sisters-in-law also came out of the slightly heavy topic just now and said with a smile: "We don't know many tricks."

(End of this chapter)