Yang Qiaoqiao's face turned cold. "You know how strict my assessments are here, yet you still dare to sell my job and let someone else take over your daughter-in-law's position?"
Old Mrs. Chen was taken aback. "What do you mean? You are..."
Yang Qiaoqiao turned to the mother and daughter she had brought and said, "Comrades, my garment factory is hiring. If you know how to sew, you can register today. After passing the assessment, you can come to work without spending a penny."
"On the contrary, if you don't have any skills, and you spend a lot of money to buy a job, I can just say I don't need you and that's it. This is a small private factory, not a state-owned factory, and it's not a guaranteed job."
Upon hearing Yang Qiaoqiao's words, Wu Xiaocao and her daughter suddenly realized that they had almost been swindled out of 600 yuan by Old Lady Chen.
Wu's mother turned around and spat at Chen's mother, "Pah! Old woman Chen, you're really something. Our two families are related by blood, and you even cheated us. Are you even human?"
Luckily, I was careful enough to say I'd come and check out the job first, otherwise I would have really been fooled by you, you bastard!
After scolding Old Lady Chen, Wu's mother greeted Yang Qiaoqiao with a smile, "Comrade, my daughter is very skillful. We have an old-fashioned sewing machine at home, and she uses it very well. Where do we register?"
Yang Qiaoqiao gestured to Zhou Yang to take Wu Xiaocao to register.
Zhou Yang looked at her and Old Lady Chen with some concern.
After she indicated that everything was alright, Zhou Yang led his men into the factory.
Yang Qiaoqiao remembered that Xie Fengxia's job at the textile factory had been taken over by this old woman's own daughter, and now this old woman was actually trying to sell Xie Fengxia's job at the factory.
Moreover, Xie Fengxia was such a good girl, but after getting married, she was not only abused to the point of being unrecognizable by his family, but she was also beaten and had her ribs broken during the Chinese New Year, and ended up in the hospital.
She couldn't bring herself to give the old woman a kind look. Her sharp gaze fell on the old woman's face. "Aren't you leaving yet? Are you waiting for me to send someone to kick you out? I won't let you use my factory job to cheat people!"
"What do you mean by lying?" Old Mrs. Chen was already furious after being scolded by Mrs. Wu, and she jumped up immediately when she heard Yang Qiaoqiao's words.
"Don't speak so harshly, woman. I'm just an old woman, I can't read, I don't know any regulations, how would I know that the jobs in your little shabby factory can't be sold?"
She was shouting when suddenly her eyes darted around, and she rolled up her sleeves and said, "You can't sell the jobs in this factory, but my daughter-in-law is lying in the hospital and can't go to work. Can I take her place?"
As she spoke, she tried to rush into the garment factory.
"No!" Yang Qiaoqiao stopped her with a cold face.
"Why can't I?" Old Mrs. Chen jumped up and threw a tantrum. "I think you're a heartless capitalist! My daughter-in-law is lying in the hospital and can't go to work. You want her to come, and my wife feels sorry for her and offers to go to work in her place, but you won't let her!"
"You just don't want to pay my daughter-in-law's salary! You're a heartless capitalist who undermines socialism and sucks the blood of the socialist people! If you won't let me work in place of my daughter-in-law, I'm reporting you right now!"
Yang Qiaoqiao calmly said, "Okay, let's go report it together. I also want to ask the comrades from the Women's Federation to go and see Fengxia and seek justice for her."
Larger factories usually have women's federations.
Women working in factories can seek help from the Women's Federation when they encounter difficulties.
Therefore, it's not common for working families in the city to openly bully their daughters-in-law.
However, her factory is small and cannot support an organization like the Women's Federation. Xie Fengxia is an employee of her factory, so it is reasonable for her to report to the Women's Federation and ask for their help.
Hearing Yang Qiaoqiao's words, Old Lady Chen still felt a little guilty. "What does my family's business have to do with you? Why are you meddling? You've set up such a small, run-down factory, and you really think you're something special? Bah!"
Just as Old Lady Chen was jumping up and down, cursing Yang Qiaoqiao with great enthusiasm, Zhu Dong arrived with his men.
Yang Qiaoqiao was too lazy to argue with her any longer and said to Zhu Dong, "Please ask her to leave."
When Old Lady Chen saw Zhu Dong with several menacing-looking security guards, she immediately cowered. "What...what do you want? Let me tell you, murder is a crime..."
Zhu Dong sneered twice, "Of course we know that murder is illegal, old man. Are you going to leave on your own, or should we ask you to leave?"
If we ask you to leave, we're all big, clumsy guys, I'm afraid..."
"Fine, I'll leave then! Who do you think wants to work in your shabby little factory? Bah! My son is a senior technician at the textile factory!" Old Mrs. Chen shouted as she walked away, cursing all the while.
After registering Wu Xiaocao, Zhou Yang immediately began assessing her.
Within an hour of the assessment, Wu Xiaocao sewed a crossbody bag out of scraps of cloth.
Although the bag's aesthetic appeal is limited, the stitches are fine and straight, and the workmanship is exquisite. It's clear that Wu Xiaocao is indeed a skilled sewing machine operator.
Yang Qiaoqiao immediately decided to hire her. "Comrade Wu Xiaocao, when can you start work?"
Upon hearing this, Wu's mother was overjoyed and grabbed Wu Xiaocao's hand. "Boss Yang, do you mean my daughter has passed the assessment and can come to work?"
Yang Qiaoqiao nodded.
Wu Xiaocao smiled shyly and said happily, "I can go to work right now."
“Okay, Zhou Yang, you can arrange for Xiao Cao to work at Feng Xia’s workstation first.”
After dealing with matters at the factory, Yang Qiaoqiao did not go directly to the hospital, but instead returned to the cement factory's residential compound first.
She planned to first see what the Xie family's attitude was towards Xie Fengxia's matter.
If the Xie family and Xie Fengxia want to get rid of that scumbag family but are struggling to find a way, then she can lend a hand.
But if neither the Xie family nor Xie Fengxia intends to save themselves, her going to help would only be meddling in other people's business.
When Yang Qiaoqiao arrived at the Xie family, Yan Suhua was wiping away tears because of Xie Fengxia's situation.
Aunt Xie stood to the side, her face so dark it could drip water.
Annoyed by Yan Suhua's crying, she couldn't help but yell, "Cry, cry, cry! What good is crying at home? Does crying at home stop that bastard Chen Hao from beating Fengxia? Does it stop Fengxia from suffering?"
Yan Suhua tried to hold back her tears, but she couldn't.
That was her daughter, a piece of her own flesh and blood. At home, neither she nor her husband, nor her parents-in-law, ever said anything about favoring sons over daughters or mistreating their daughter.
How could her daughter, whom she raised with such care, end up marrying into the Chen family...?
They say girls are like rapeseed seeds; it's not good to be sown in fertile soil, but it's good if they find a good family to marry into. Why is her daughter so unlucky?
Yan Suhua tried her best to hold back her tears.
Then there was a knock on the door.
Aunt Xie glared at Yan Suhua and scolded her in a low voice, "Stop crying, or people will laugh at you."
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