"Go away, go away. I'm just here to work. What are you doing here causing trouble? Go home and stop making a scene."
Zhou Shuyao pulled her towards the door.
Song Yaoyao let him pull her along, her heart filled with boundless sorrow and endless mockery.
This man actually thought she was just jealous and came to make a scene?
Song Yaoyao flung Zhou Shuyao's hand away and slapped him across the face.
"Don't touch me! I'm the head of the cooperative now, not someone you can mess with!"
Zhou Shuyao covered his cheek, completely stunned by the blow.
He's the one who hits her; she's never the one to hit anyone.
He was so angry he was trembling.
If it weren't for the many women in the cooperative watching over her, he would have grabbed a stool and beaten her so badly she couldn't get up anymore.
Ignoring Zhou Shuyao's angry gaze, Song Yaoyao walked directly to the middle of the crowd, stood in front of Ling Huanwu, and looked down at Ling Huanwu from her superior position.
Ling Huanwu usually wears a pair of flat canvas shoes for convenience while working.
But Song Yaoyao across from her must have put something under her shoes, because the person who was usually half a head shorter than her was now half a head taller than her.
"Ling Huanwu, aren't you just taking advantage of being the president of the club and being able to make some money to have affairs with women everywhere?"
"Now I'm a club president just like you, what's so great about you!"
As she spoke, Song Yaoyao acted arrogantly, perfectly displaying the smugness of a petty person who had achieved success.
Seeing her like this, Ling Huanwu almost couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Oh, so President Song became president just to have affairs with women everywhere? Well, congratulations on getting your wish. Hope you can wear those women soon!"
Ling Huanwu's sarcastic remarks made the group of aunties, who had just been on high alert, burst into laughter.
Song Yaoyao looked around at the people who were laughing at her, her face turning ashen.
"What are you laughing at? Today we're giving you a chance. Anyone who comes to work at our cooperative headquarters will get half as many work points every day!"
"Let me tell you, the orders our head office receives are from state-owned department stores, which are many times higher quality than your little company!"
Originally, Song Yaoyao thought that the conditions she offered were tempting enough, and that the aunties under Ling Huanwu would definitely jump ship to work for her in order to earn more money.
She proudly showed everyone the work point system she had written the night before, but to her surprise, the group of women working for Ling Huanwu didn't even glance at the work point sheet in her hand, completely ignoring her extended olive branch, and muttered among themselves, "Isn't this woman going to be arrested and criticized? She thinks a state-run department store is more upscale than a supply and marketing cooperative?"
"She can't do anything, yet she's trying to run a cooperative. She might just kill herself, hahaha..."
Hearing the aunties' mockery, Song Yaoyao's face turned bright red, and she swayed precariously.
If it weren't for her newly recruited followers supporting her, she would have stumbled and fallen to the ground long ago.
These followers were the same group of aunties from the next village that Ling Huanwu had previously refused to accept.
Now that they've finally managed to get on the good side of the new club president, they're all jumping out to speak up for Song Yaoyao, saying, "Just you wait and see, who knows who will get rid of whom first!"
Several people helped Song Yaoyao leave.
At the main entrance, Song Yaoyao bumped into Chu Mei, who was dressed in an exquisite cheongsam.
Song Yaoyao carefully examined the person and realized that the woman in front of her was Zhou Jiuzhen's biological mother and Commander Zhao's wife.
Yesterday, Chu Mei arrived in a grand manner, carrying large bags and small packages. Everyone in Shitou Village knew that Zhou Jiuzhen was actually Commander Zhao's son.
The husband she despised in her previous life has found his biological parents in this life and become the youngest son of the commander's family.
Song Yaoyao was filled with deep regret, having mistaken a fish eye for a pearl and lost Zhou Jiuzhen, a true gem.
Song Yaoyao's eyes lit up, and she immediately perked up, calling out to Chu Mei, who was about to enter the cooperative.
"You must be my eldest brother's mother?"
Chu Mei stopped in her tracks, looked at the girl beside her whose face was bruised and swollen, and almost jumped up in shock, "Who...who are you?"
"My brother Zhou Jiuzhen's sister-in-law, Auntie, would you like to know how my brother has been living these past few years? I can tell you about it."
Song Yaoyao was extremely enthusiastic and pulled the person towards a corner.
It just so happened that Chu Mei also wanted to find someone to find out how her youngest son had been living these past few years, so she went with her.
They arrived at a secluded spot.
Song Yaoyao looked around and lowered her voice, "Auntie, look how thin my brother has become lately. He leaves early and comes home late every day. He goes to the army during the day and comes back at night to cook for his wife. He can't even have a hot soup to drink. He's really pitiful."
Upon hearing this, Chu Mei looked up and frowned: "Does Ling Huanwu never cook?"
"Cooking?" Song Yaoyao sneered. "Her heart is entirely in the cooperative! She leaves before dawn and doesn't return until it's completely dark. All the aunties in the yard have seen her with a group of people around the sewing machine, not even having time to mend a shirt for her older brother. Tell me, how can she live like that, like a proper wife?"
Seeing Chu Mei's face darken, Song Yaoyao moved closer and lowered her voice even further, "Besides, my husband's mother, my mother-in-law, was also hoping to have a grandson, but my sister-in-law is busy outside every day and rarely gets to spend time with my brother. When will she be able to have a child? In my opinion, she values the cooperative more than her family, and even more than your son!"
These words struck a nerve with Chu Mei.
Others her age would already have grandchildren old enough to run errands, but she and Old Zhao haven't even seen a little kid with chubby legs yet.
Chu Mei recalled how Er Gou cared for his wife more than anyone else in the hospital, his fingers clenched so tightly they turned white: "What could I do? I couldn't just stop her from coming to the cooperative, could I?"
"Why not?" Song Yaoyao's eyes lit up, and she leaned close to Chu Mei's ear, "I heard that the cooperative received spring orders from the supply and marketing cooperative, and they are rushing to complete them with just those few sewing machines."
As Song Yaoyao spoke, she glanced in the direction of the cooperative, "I heard a few days ago that your cooperative sent someone to buy sewing machine needles and belts, and they should have arrived in town in the next couple of days. If you could find a way to delay the delivery by two days, and then send the parts three or four days later, the cooperative wouldn't have any parts, and your sister-in-law would be stuck at home. Then, my dear mother-in-law, you could give your sister-in-law a good talking-to, and she'll definitely learn to be a good wife and mother."
Chu Mei's eyes flickered, then she hesitated, "What if she finds out..."
"What did you find out?" Song Yaoyao slapped her thigh. "You said you were worried she was too tired and wanted her to rest for a couple of days, it was for her own good. If the orders don't meet the deadline, there's nothing she can do about it. Your brother will still remember your kindness, after all, you were thinking of him and the family, don't you think?"
These words completely persuaded Chu Mei.
She straightened her back, didn't go back into the cooperative, and turned to go to the dock. "You're right, what kind of business do these women have? Besides, the island is about to be relocated. Having children is the most important thing. I'll take her parts and see what they'll do with their sewing machines then."
Seeing Chu Mei walk away, Song Yaoyao dusted off non-existent dust from her clothes and emerged from the corner, a triumphant smile playing on her lips.
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