"I can't die either. What will happen to my little grandson if I die..."
"Factory manager, I'll do anything you ask me to do. I really can't lose this job."
Aunt Ma wiped away her tears and pleaded with Xia Lan.
"As long as you work hard, I won't fire you. You can focus on your work."
Xia Lan looked into Aunt Ma's eyes and said in a deep voice.
"Thank you, factory manager."
Aunt Ma wiped away her tears of joy and quickly continued working, afraid of being too slow.
Xia Lan looked around and saw that the remaining aunties, although they were old, some of them, like Aunt Ma, still needed to wear reading glasses.
But he is quick and efficient, and a very capable worker.
After Chen Hua and Xia Lan left the factory, Chen Hua chuckled softly.
"Now I'm actually a little envious of you."
"These are all skilled workers, although they are a bit older."
Xia Lan simply smiled at Chen Hua's words.
"Send me these outfits when they're finished."
On the way home, Chen Hua said to Xia Lan.
"You want to sell?"
Xia Lan looked at Chen Hua, puzzled.
"What's so difficult about that?"
Chen Hua shrugged. Was he worried about not having a market?
"Your clothes are much nicer than the ones we bought last time!"
Chen Hua had no doubt about Xia Lan's design abilities. After all, even designs from three years ago were still selling well, and some people simply preferred Xia Lan's designs.
A blend of conservatism and playfulness, it remains a timeless favorite among young girls.
"Um."
Xia Lan replied with a smile.
"I'll send the first batch to you, okay?"
"That would be great."
Chen Hua smiled smugly.
When the two returned to Qin Yu's house, they found it empty.
Where are they?
Chen Hua was dumbfounded.
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