The next morning, the old lady personally took Ye Lan to the shoe factory, and Ye Qingqing, wanting to see what was going on, went along too.
The shoe factory wasn't far from Fuai Road, just two alleyways away. If you walked quickly, it would only take five or six minutes to get there. The old lady walked briskly, and Ye Qingqing could barely keep up. Poor Ye Lan gritted her teeth and almost ran herself out of breath.
Ye Lan didn't dare to stop for even a moment, afraid of angering the old lady and being forced to marry her off to an old widower. She had to endure it until Lu Qingquan returned.
Lu Qingquan would arrive in Pingjiang City in the morning and would definitely come to find her in the afternoon. Ye Lan felt much more relieved, and the pain in her hand didn't hurt as much anymore.
"Grandma, Sister Zhaodi said the boss's wife is really annoyed with Ye Lan, so she probably won't agree!" Ye Qingqing asked in a low voice.
The old lady glared at Ye Lan, who was panting heavily behind her, and cursed, "If you don't agree, kneel down at the factory gate and kowtow to admit your guilt until the boss's wife agrees."
The old lady went to the shoe factory with an unwavering determination to succeed.
Whether you beg or plead, you have to get Ye Lan working in the factory. She can't get married this year, so what else can she do if she doesn't work?
Ye Lan shuddered, her heart filled with bitterness. She regretted overacting yesterday; even the boss's wife had a headache just looking at her, and she feared she would really have to kneel at the factory gate soon.
The shoe factory was located in an alleyway. There were many elderly people chatting and some children playing at the factory gate. It was quite lively. If she knelt there, she would probably make a complete fool of herself.
Ye Lan bit her lip, feeling uneasy, and prayed that the landlady would have mercy.
Ye Qingqing, however, had the opposite wish. She hoped that the landlady would not agree and that Ye Lan would be made to kneel at the door and make a fool of herself. She hoped that both of Ye Lan's legs would break from kneeling!
They soon arrived at the shoe factory, which was actually just a small workshop. Several elderly people were sitting at the entrance, chatting and fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans. The old lady kept her eyes straight ahead and asked Ye Lan to take her to the factory manager's office, which was a small room in the workshop.
The workshop was covered in dust, with leather on the floor and workbenches, along with various tools. The air was filled with a pungent smell. The workers in the workshop were all wearing large masks and thick work clothes, with their hair tucked into their hats, making it impossible to tell if they were men or women.
Ye Qingqing covered her nose tightly; the smell was too awful. She felt dizzy after just a short while. Working in this kind of environment for ten hours or so would make even a healthy person sick!
No wonder Zhao Di's health wasn't good in her previous life, and she couldn't find a suitable job after being laid off; it must have been because she worked in a shoe factory for a long time.
The proprietress was a shrewd woman in her forties. As soon as she saw Ye Lan, her face darkened, and she waved them out.
The old lady forced a smile and kept saying nice things. Ye Qingqing was very surprised. She had never seen the old lady so humble before. In her memory, the old lady had always been very fierce!
"Boss lady, please give Ye Lan one last chance. If she still can't do a good job, you don't need to kick her out. I'll come and take her home myself," the old lady pleaded desperately.
"Ye Lan has no interest in working. Our small factory can't afford to support such a big shot like her. Old lady, you should take her back!" The boss's wife kept her mouth shut and wouldn't budge.
She would rather hire an elderly person like the old lady than a lazybones like Ye Lan.
The old lady pleaded for a long time, but the proprietress still refused. Ye Lan looked at the old lady's increasingly gloomy face and her pale complexion, and her heart sank to the bottom.
"Boss lady, please give me another chance! I'll kowtow to you!"
Ye Lan suddenly knelt down and began kowtowing repeatedly. Rather than kowtowing outside, she preferred to kneel in the factory, at least it wouldn't be so humiliating.
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