Everyone looked at the work clothes that Director Chen was holding.
The color of the work clothes has generally faded, except for a line on the chest as wide as the little finger nail, which looks like a white line.
This clothing becomes a defective product.
Another young worker who had rinsed the clothes also raised the pants in his hand.
There was a hole in the thigh of the pants due to corrosion.
Director Chen's face turned pale and he stumbled. This whole vat of clothes was ruined! What was ruined was money!
Qiao Zhen pointed at Director Chen angrily, "What did I say? Good work clothes are ruined like this! You are deliberately damaging public property!"
"You're putting on a big hat!" Jiang Shiyue rolled her eyes. "You're so conservative that you can't stand others making innovations. What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that if the new work clothes are really made, your position as the chief designer of the factory will be in jeopardy?
But what good will it do you if the factory closes? Oh, no, you’re going to retire soon. The factory closing has nothing to do with you, right?
Qiao Zhen was so angry at Jiang Shiyue that she was shaking. "You are slandering me!"
"You're better at this, right?" Jiang Shiyue casually picked up a stained piece of clothing. "These work clothes are stained like this, and you have no responsibility? If it weren't for you blocking the way here and making trouble, Director Chen couldn't concentrate on rinsing the clothes, and didn't pay attention to the time and ruined the clothes?
It would be fine if you just cleared yourselves, but you're putting the blame on others! You're old... hehe."
Jiang Shiyue didn't say the rest.
But everyone can understand.
At his age, he's living like a dog.
"You!" Qiao Zhen was so angry that she couldn't speak. She raised her hand and pushed Lao Lin beside her. "Are you dead? People are cursing me in the face."
Lao Lin stammered, "We do have some responsibility in this matter. Let's first find a way to solve the problem of ruined clothes!"
Jiang Shi looked at Lao Lin with some surprise. He thought he was a henpecked husband, but he didn't expect that he actually had some opinions of his own.
Seeing that Lao Lin wouldn't help her, Qiao Zhen grew increasingly angry and embarrassed. "I'm going to the police station to report the case. Let's see whose fault it is that the property was damaged!"
"Go! Run!" Jiang Shiyue made way and gestured to Qiao Zhen, "I'm afraid if you run too slow, the factory will be gone by the time you report the incident."
Onlookers: “…”
Qiao Zhen glared at Jiang Shiyue: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"I'm talking nonsense?" Jiang Shiyue sneered. "Why? Have you become a frog in a well after running a tyrannical business in the garment factory for so long? Your factory is doomed to fail. If you report the case, the police will have to seal off the factory to protect the scene and conduct a thorough investigation. Given their efficiency, you can also go through bankruptcy liquidation."
Not only Director Chen, but even the workers who were watching the incident refused to agree to Qiao Zhen reporting the case. They were all afraid that the factory would be shut down as Jiang Shiyue had said. They all began to denounce Qiao Zhen.
"Teacher Qiao, your family has a house to live in, and your children have been admitted to university and are waiting to eat government grain, but we are still waiting for rice to be cooked!"
"That's right. Our child is taking the high school entrance exam this year and still has to pay tuition!"
"My mother-in-law is sick and still waiting for money for surgery in the hospital! Mr. Qiao, please stop making trouble!"
“…”
In the garment factory, the designer has always been respected, but her sense of superiority was completely wiped out by the workers' condemnation.
Jiang Shi knew that people in this era had a weak legal consciousness, so she dared to make such nonsense. She didn't expect it to have such a good effect. However, she didn't add insult to injury. She waved her hand to interrupt everyone, "Everyone! Listen to me. Regardless of who is right or wrong, we will settle it later. The most important thing right now is to solve the problem.
These ruined clothes are counted among my thousand pieces, and I'm responsible for selling them. The stakes remain the same."
Qiao Zhen's face turned blue and red. Jiang Shiyue's behavior made her feel more uncomfortable than if he had slapped her.
"Comrade Xiao Jiang is right! Losses that can be recovered are not losses."
"That's right. Comrade Xiao Jiang, when you win the bet and change other work clothes, take me with you."
"Count me in too!"
“I’m signing up too!”
“…”
Qiao Zhen's eyes rolled back and she fainted from anger.
Lao Lin quickly picked her up and ran to the health center.
Mr. Hu asked everyone to disperse. "Go back to your work! We'll have results in ten days anyway. We can afford to wait for ten days. So stop making trouble!"
Everyone felt guilty and followed Mr. Hu away.
Director Chen held the damaged clothes in his hands and looked at Jiang Shiyue eagerly, "Comrade Xiao Jiang, are these work clothes really salvageable?"
Jiang Shiyue's face lost its previous confidence. "Yes?"
Director Chen: “…”
Jiang Shiyue placed the clothes in Director Chen's hands and sighed softly, "Director Chen, don't worry, since I want to alter these clothes, I will definitely sell them."
Director Chen's personality is only suitable for living in this era. If he lived in a few decades, he would probably be separated from his wife and children.
Director Chen nodded and said, "Comrade Xiao Jiang, I know this is embarrassing for you, but you are truly the only hope for our garment factory."
"It's not difficult." Jiang Shiyue pointed to the piles of work clothes on the ground and said, "Director Chen, we have limited time. Please fade these 1,000 sets of work clothes first."
**
There were ten sets of faded and worn work clothes.
Jiang Shiyue took a set back to the guesthouse and hung it on the balcony to dry.
She moved a stool and sat at the door, holding her chin and looking at her work clothes with sighs.
Frankly, the work clothes were a bit faded, a shade lighter than the current denim trend, and somewhat uneven.
The top was fine, with only one thread that was easy to fix. The pants had a few spots from bleaching besides the fingernail-sized hole.
Director Chen and his colleagues said that it would be difficult to color these small spots, and even if they were colored, the color would be different from other parts.
Jiang Shiyue asked Yangyang, who was sitting next to her and concentrating on looking up the dictionary, "Yangyang, what do you think we should do?"
Yangyang looked up at his clothes, thought for a moment, and then lowered his head again.
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
She raised her hand and touched Yangyang's head.
Yangyang took a pencil and drew a small flower on the title page of the dictionary, then handed the dictionary to Jiang Shiyue.
Jiang Shiyue: “???”
She turned her index finger upside down and pointed at herself, "For me?"
Yangyang didn't say yes or no, nor did he ask for the dictionary. He turned back to his room, took another math book and sat at the table.
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
She looked down at the dictionary in her hand, her eyes settling on the flower.
Yangyang's condition is getting better and better, and everyone knows to draw flowers for her.
Jiang Shiyue was halfway moved when she realized something was wrong.
Yangyang started drawing it after she asked him what to do with the clothes.
Jiang Shiyue looked down at the flowers and then at the defective clothes. His eyes lit up and he had a solution!
She ran into the room and kissed Yangyang on the cheek. "Yangyang, you are so smart! I'll give you a bigger chicken drumstick tonight."
After saying that, he ran out of the room and ran towards the factory director's house.
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