Xing Zhaozhao led Ying Rongrong and Gao Lianzhou to the textile factory and went directly to Director Xu's office.
The three members of the Xu family, grandfather, grandmother, and grandson, are still here and are discussing the next production plan.
Little Xu, the vendor, was surprised that Xing Zhaozhao had returned so quickly and asked, "What's wrong, Sister Xing? Did something happen?"
Xing Zhaozhao shook her head: "No, I just had someone review the contract for me, and there were no problems, so I came directly to you to sign it, so I don't have to make another trip next time."
Factory Director Xu was naturally delighted, as he wanted the contract to be signed as soon as possible so that he could start production quickly. He nodded and agreed hastily: "I'll have my assistant prepare the contract right away."
Grandpa Xu looked curiously at Ying Rongrong, who had come with Xing Zhaozhao this time, and asked, "And this lady is...?"
"Ying Rongrong, my daughter-in-law and advisor," Xing Zhaozhao introduced to Grandpa Xu.
Grandpa Xu was taken aback: "...Daughter-in-law?" Was she sure she hadn't gotten the identity wrong?
"Mm." Xing Zhaozhao nodded seriously.
Factory Director Xu couldn't help but look at Ying Rongrong in surprise. Really?
Only Xiao Xu, the street vendor, seemed completely unfazed. He'd already met the woman's husband and son, so the daughter-in-law was no big deal to him.
Ying Rongrong looked embarrassed: "..."
"Oh well, I'll get used to it eventually," she told herself.
Suddenly, Ying Rongrong noticed the clothing patterns spread out on Director Xu's desk. Her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but reach out and pick them up to examine them closely.
"How is it? Not bad, right? It was brought by Xiao Xing," Grandpa Xu said with a smile.
Ying Rongrong turned to Xing Zhaozhao in surprise: "These are the clothes you're going to produce together?"
Xing Zhaozhao nodded, smiling smugly: "Not bad, right? I never knew that girl was so talented. It's just a pity..." They couldn't fully utilize their talents back then.
It's more than just good; no wonder Director Xu was willing to give her such a high percentage of the profits. It's a sure-fire way to make money, so of course he had to get her hooked as soon as possible.
As Ying Rongrong flipped through the clothing patterns, a different idea came to her mind.
Factory Director Xu's assistant prepared the new contract and delivered it over.
Xing Zhaozhao skimmed through the contract again, and after confirming that there were no problems, she prepared to sign it.
Ying Rongrong suddenly reached out and stopped her: "Don't rush to sign."
Xing Zhaozhao looked at Ying Rongrong with confusion.
The three members of Old Xu's family also looked completely bewildered.
"What? Is there a problem with the contract?" Director Xu asked.
Ying Rongrong shook her head: "It's not a problem with the contract, it's a problem with the people."
Xing Zhaozhao looked puzzled: "Whose problem is this?"
Ying Rongrong looked at Xing Zhaozhao seriously and said, "If you sign this contract in your own name, you will need to pay a considerable amount of personal income tax when you make money in the future. If it's a one-off deal, then it's fine, but if it isn't, then you will suffer a huge loss."
Upon hearing that they were going to lose money, Xing Zhaozhao panicked: "Then what should we do?"
"I suggest registering a company and signing in the company's name," Ying Rongrong said.
"Register a company?" Xing Zhaozhao didn't know anything about these things. She grabbed Ying Rongrong's hand and said, "Rongrong, you know a lot. You must help me."
Ying Rongrong was stunned: "??" Wait a minute...
Before Ying Rongrong could say anything, Xing Zhaozhao shoved the contract into her hand: "Rongrong, you know me. I definitely can't run a company, and I don't have the time or energy for it. I'll have to trouble you. Anyway, you're retired and don't have anything to do. Consider it a chance to contribute your remaining energy. I'll give you a share of the profits later."
Ying Rongrong was completely stunned: "..." She was just making a suggestion, how did she get herself into this mess? And they even offered her a share of the profits? Was she the kind of person who needed that little bit of money? She wouldn't take on such a huge undertaking for a little money.
"Please, Rongrong." Xing Zhaozhao looked at Ying Rongrong pitifully.
Ying Rongrong's mouth moved, but she couldn't bear to say no.
Just then, Gao Mingcheng and Gao Hongfei, who had arrived unnoticed, overheard their conversation outside the door and pushed it open to come in.
“Since Mom asked you for help, why don’t you lend a hand?” Gao Hongfei said to Ying Rongrong. “I’ll give you some manpower; it won’t take much effort.”
Xing Zhaozhao was somewhat surprised to see Gao Mingcheng and Gao Hongfei, and asked, "Didn't you leave first? How did you find your way here?"
"I called the driver," Gao Mingcheng said, looking at Ying Rongrong. "Thank you for your help."
Ying Rongrong looked at Gao Hongfei, then at Gao Mingcheng, and finally met Xing Zhaozhao's pleading gaze. After hesitating for a moment, she finally relented, nodded, and said, "Alright then, I'll give it a try."
Xing Zhaozhao was overjoyed and hugged Ying Rongrong tightly: "Thank you, Rongrong."
Ying Rongrong stiffened involuntarily for a moment, but still reached out and gently hugged her. It felt a little strange, but it seemed alright.
Factory Director Xu and Grandpa Xu recognized Gao Mingcheng and Gao Hongfei and immediately stood up in surprise to greet them: "General Gao? Chairman Gao? We didn't expect you two to come. Please have a seat."
Gao Hongfei chuckled and said, "I never expected my family to be able to discuss cooperation with Director Xu. If the factory has any funding gaps, you can come to me."
Gao Mingcheng and Gao Hongfei didn't stay long. After exchanging a few words with Director Xu and Grandpa Xu, they left with Xing Zhaozhao and Ying Rongrong.
After seeing the people off, Director Xu and Grandpa Xu were both extremely excited. Not only had they secured a promising collaboration, but they had also attracted an investment from Zhaohong Group. They had made a fortune from this deal.
After the initial excitement wore off, the two belatedly realized that something was wrong.
"Wait a minute, Chairman Gao just said that the person we were discussing cooperation with was a member of his family. Ms. Ying looks to be Chairman Gao's wife. But what about Xiao Xing? I've known her for several months, and I've never heard that she's related to the Gao family," Grandpa Xu said, looking confused. He still remembered what Xing Zhaozhao looked like when he first met her—she was so poor. If her family really had relatives like the Gao family, they would definitely help her out, wouldn't they?
Factory Director Xu shook his head, looking equally bewildered.
"What else could it be? Didn't you hear Chairman Gao call Sister Xing 'Mom'? Sister Xing even said Ms. Ying is her daughter-in-law." Little Xu, the vendor, said calmly as he walked back.
Factory Director Xu and Grandpa Xu were both stunned for a moment, then reacted, looked at each other, and exchanged a surprised look: "No way?" So, Xiao Xing and General Gao have that kind of relationship?
"Why not? But I asked Sister Xing before, and she said she's actually quite old herself, so I don't understand what she meant," said Xiao Xu, the peddler, shaking his head.
Factory Director Xu and Grandpa Xu looked at each other, both puzzled. They decided to stop thinking about it and focus on making money to support the factory workers.
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