Chapter 272
Sunset, school's out.
“That’s how it is,” Qu Xing casually rested his left arm on Jiang You’s head beside him, his knuckles curling slightly with a smile. “Aunt Wang, do you see anything suitable for her to do?”
The two stood at the factory gate; the woman in front of them, Aunt Wang, was a middle-aged woman.
On the way, Qu Xing and Jiang You mentioned that they could take some things from the factory, such as handicrafts like attaching tags and folding wrapping paper, which they could do at home.
Most of the customers who come to pick up goods are small workshops, some from nearby and some from far away. Then there are stay-at-home mothers, older men and women who have difficulty finding work, and a few other special groups who also come to small workshops to pick up goods.
Aunt Wang heard this and said, "I'll go in and have someone get something for the little girl."
After she went inside, Jiang You pushed the arm above his head aside and looked at Qu Xing: "This isn't your family's factory, is it?"
Why does Aunt Wang agree to whatever he says?
"I guess so," Qu Xing lowered his eyes slightly, taking advantage of the nearly half a head height difference, and casually rubbed the top of her head with his warm palm, with a touch of nonchalant intimacy.
Just as she was about to get angry, he quickly withdrew his hand, leaving no room for criticism.
"Actually, my mom arranged it specifically for the title of 'philanthropic businessman'."
"The title of 'philanthropic businessman' sounds empty and doesn't offer any real benefits," Qu Xing said candidly, one hand in his pocket. "But it's a title issued by the government, so it carries more weight."
"There's a saying that goes, 'Even a pig can fly if it stands in the right place at the right time.' If you build a good relationship with the government, you don't need much help from them. Just a little bit of information about policy trends, like where new construction is going to be carried out or which areas will receive key support, and you can get ahead of the curve and make a lot of money."
"Wow," Jiang You exclaimed in surprise, "You're a rich second-generation?"
Although Qu Xing is quite generous, he is usually too down-to-earth and is even better at bargaining than his mother, making people overlook the fact that he is very rich.
“No, my family isn’t that rich,” he waved his hand.
Jiang You immediately grimaced. If his family wasn't rich, then what was her family? Beggars?
Qu Xing looked at her sister who had suddenly fallen silent, scratched her head in confusion, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Aunt Wang didn't keep them waiting long. She came out carrying a bag that was half her height, followed by a woman.
The bag contained three small pouches: a mask strap, a button, and a support.
Assembled, it makes a part of a dust mask, costing three cents each.
The bag that Aunt Wang brought, which was about half a person's height, cost about 150 yuan.
Jiang You stood by the table at the processing point, watching the woman next to him demonstrate how to assemble a mask.
The movements are fluid and look quite simple, but once you try them yourself, you realize they're not so easy.
Not only is it easy to install it backwards and then have to redo it, but it also takes a lot of time.
This bag, which is half a person tall, would probably take her three days to finish making.
Qu Xing seemed to see through her dejection through the mask on her face and joked humorously, "If you could learn it in no time and be faster than Auntie, wouldn't they have wasted most of their lives?"
The woman and Aunt Wang burst into laughter, and Jiang You blushed; she had been too hasty.
By the time she had made a few and added Aunt Wang on WeChat, it was already dark.
Qu Xing took her home.
“I’ve already talked to Aunt Wang. From now on, you can pick up the goods yourself, and she will pay you your wages,” she said, her tone both appropriate and decisive.
Jiang You nodded: "I understand."
“And another thing,” he added.
Jiang You looked at Qu Xing.
He reached out, placed his palm on her head, bent down to look her in the eye, and said softly, "No, it won't go on like this forever. Sister, you're still so young. You have a bright future ahead of you."
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