When Jiang Xue arrived at the factory, she was overwhelmed by the sights in the sample room.
Various kinds of downlights, chandeliers, and ceiling lights.
Fortunately, Jiang Xue wasn't a native of this rural area. In her previous life, she had traveled to many places and was somewhat worldly.
"These lamps of yours are all European and American style. Are they all exported overseas?" Jiang Xue couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Yes, we mainly do international trade."
Jiang Xue felt more and more admiration for the brother and sister as she looked at them.
"Come on, let's go upstairs."
Jiang Xue followed closely behind Li Wen and saw a man with his hair slicked back and parted in the middle.
Jiang Xue had no good impression of this man with a mole on his lip. In her mind, most of the traitors in period dramas or anti-Japanese war dramas had this hairstyle.
"Jiang Xue, you will be working with Manager Liu from now on."
After giving instructions to Jiang Xue, Li Wen quickly instructed Liu Daxing, "This young lady makes clothes. Our factory is going to order uniforms soon, right? Let her do this job."
Liu Daxing knew immediately that this was the boss, someone who was taking special care of her. He very attentively handed Jiang Xue a glass of water with both hands.
"You'll be in charge of coordinating with Jiang Xue on Da Xing's work. I have a meeting to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."
As soon as Li Wen finished speaking, Jiang Xue went downstairs. Having seen countless people, Jiang Xue could tell at a glance that Liu Daxing was no good.
"I left something in the car and forgot to take it. I'll be right back," Jiang Xue said politely.
But when it came to Liu Daxing, his mood changed faster than turning the pages of a book. He glanced at Jiang Xue sideways and muttered, "How can someone who is so forgetful make good clothes?"
Jiang Xue pretended not to hear at all and quickly caught up with Li Wen.
While driving a black Santana, with black smoke just rising from its rear, Jiang Xue suddenly leaned against the window.
"Sister Li, which hospital is your aunt in now? After my daughter gets better, I'll take my daughter and son to visit her." Jiang Xue was panting heavily from running so fast.
Upon hearing that she was taking the two children to see her elderly mother, Li Wen's face lit up with joy. "Great! Great! At Changhongshan Hospital."
"Which ward in the inpatient department? I have a hard time finding my way around; once I get there, I get completely disoriented."
“You can come over anytime in ward 2008,” Li Wen said kindly, shaking Jiang Xue’s hand. “You must make sure the child gets better before you can come over.”
"good."
Jiang Xue knew that this was how it was in the early stages of a business; this kind of work was only done by relatives of the business owners, and it would never fall into the hands of someone like her who was penniless.
Moreover, Liu Daxing is clearly the kind of person who loves to skim profits. In the end, whoever offers the most kickback will get this good deal.
I'll keep a backup plan for myself; I'll only go to the hospital to see their boss if things really get out of control.
If Liu Daxing is determined not to give this job to Jiang Xue, then he will definitely try to find ways to trip her up.
Sure enough, when Jiang Xue returned, she saw Liu Daxing throw all of Jiang Xue's design drafts into the trash can.
Jiang Xue clenched her fists in anger, ready to argue with Liu Daxing.
As a result, Liu Daxing struck first, saying, "Your drawings are completely unsuitable for what our factory workers wear. You have no idea what kind of work our workers do every day. We don't need your fancy stuff. Let's go, let's go."
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