Zheng Shican briefly explained what he had just posted, "Our kind and generous educated youth, Yarou, has set up a small workshop to supply the canteens of factories in Beijing. She has hired a few temporary workers to make pickled vegetables and sauerkraut. I wonder what she is so proud of."
"How much do temporary workers earn, even though they only work a few days a month? Yu Cuihua, the temporary team leader, only makes five yuan a month, and the other employees are even worse off, making two or three yuan at most. They're also promised that if they become regular employees, their salary will be ten times higher. I wonder, how can she, a poor woman whose house was robbed, have the spare money to do this? Aren't the villagers afraid of working for nothing?"
Gu Wanwan glanced at Gu Yarou meaningfully with a half-smile in her eyes. "Isn't this just empty promises? But that's not our concern. After all, she has a wealthy in-law family."
He Shuyan puffed out her chest and encouraged her future sister-in-law. "Are you envious of my future sister-in-law for having a good family? It's a pity that you didn't have the good fortune of marrying into the He family. My mother, my uncles, and everyone in the He family will help Yarou. We won't have to worry about no one wanting our pickles."
He Wenyan frowned and corrected his sister, "He Shuyan, Yarou and I are friends, don't ruin her reputation."
He Shuyan was unhappy, and looked at her brother with the look of a heartless man. "Brother, you and Gu Wanwan have already broken off the engagement. There's no need to explain to anyone. Everyone knows that you and Yarou are a perfect match. You are a perfect match made in heaven and will spend the future together. If you don't marry Yarou, who else do you want to find? Are you thinking of going back to her?"
He Wenyan didn't answer, or maybe he agreed?
"I, Gu Wanwan, won't be swayed by persuasion, and I have no interest in returning to my former lover. You can rest assured that I won't compete with your future sister-in-law for a man." After saying this, Gu Wanwan walked over to the trunk of the car and opened it, revealing two neatly arranged rows of sewing machines and a small mountain of fabric. "There's another cart of sewing machines in the back. Let's move them in first and officially start work this afternoon!"
As Gu Wanwan finished speaking, the Deng family and others burst into excited and excited laughter.
Gu Yarou had a bad feeling, "Wanwan, what are you doing?"
Gu Wanwan took out a stack of work IDs from her pocket and handed them to Zheng Shican and Liang Xin, asking them to distribute them.
"Nothing much, just a small factory to make embroidery and clothes to sell all over the place. I have already signed the orders, and the factory will be up and running this afternoon."
Deng Xiunv got her own team leader certificate and couldn't help but kiss it a few times. "I, Deng Xiunv, have made it big. From today on, I'm the official team leader of the factory. You have no idea how hard it was for me to hold it in just now."
"Xu Yang is the team leader, Yu Cuihua is a temporary worker, making five yuan a month, and I'm a regular employee, making over fifty yuan a month. Xu Luoxue still has the nerve to show off in front of our Deng family. Do you think we would give up our regular job and accept temporary work making pickles? Sister Wan said that if we do a good job, we'll get a raise."
Seeing the villagers' envious expressions, Deng Yu immediately said proudly, "The main earners of our Deng family now are the women. Aside from my granddaughter who is studying, all the women in the Deng family are glorious workers."
The men of the Deng family smiled broadly, "We men are now working on the mountain products. By the way, the place where we buy mountain products is also in the old Deng family house."
"Hahaha, I've turned things around, and my Deng family has risen. I'm the team leader of the embroidery department, and my son is the deputy team leader..." Mother Deng proudly wore her ID on her chest and deliberately showed it off in front of Yu Cuihua. "You who laugh at my son's effeminate behavior don't understand shit. Do you know how much money my youngest son and I make in a month? Guess..."
The villagers shook their heads, but Xu Luoxue sneered, "I don't see what value you have!"
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