Jiang Ling was overjoyed. She quickly turned her head and saw Wu Xiucai running over, panting.
"I'm sorry, I lost my composure just now, Yaojie's mother. Can we go back to the school and talk?" Wu Xiucai said with a guilty look on his face.
Jiang Ling smiled and nodded at Wu Xiucai.
The two returned to the school.
This time, Wu Xiucai's attitude was much better than before. He looked at the sky, which was half reddened by the setting sun, and his eyes revealed endless melancholy. He sighed heavily and told Jiang Ling something similar to what Magistrate Duan had told him.
“Now that things have come to this, what’s the point of staying in officialdom? It’s better to be an ordinary person and live a carefree life!” said Wu Xiucai.
Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, at least she and Magistrate Duan hadn't made a mistake. Thinking of this, she quickly asked, "Then why didn't you acknowledge Duan Kang'an that time? Ever since you left officialdom, he's missed you a lot. He still vividly remembers the time you took the imperial examination!"
Wu Xiucai sighed again and shook his head, saying, "He's already a county magistrate, while I'm just a poor scholar who barely makes a living by selling my calligraphy. How can I possibly acknowledge him as my father!"
“But…but he didn’t think you were of lowly status! He really missed you!” Jiang Ling quickly explained.
Wu Xiucai shook his head helplessly and said to Jiang Ling, "Yaojie's mother, could you please keep this secret for me?"
Jiang Ling nodded emphatically in agreement. However, what Jiang Ling did not know was that although Wu Xiucai had come to terms with it, Hu Yue'er's identity had stirred up trouble again, but that was three days later.
Back home, Jiang Ling was torn about whether or not to tell Magistrate Duan about it, since he had promised to keep Wu Xiucai's secret. But she trusted Magistrate Duan's character even more and believed that he would never look down on Wu Xiucai.
Jiang Ling was troubled by this matter all night. The next morning, before she was even fully awake, Jiang Yaojie knocked on her bedroom door.
"Mom, Boss Qin is here!" Jiang Yaojie's voice sounded somewhat anxious.
Jiang Ling cursed under her breath, sat up in bed, and quickly washed up before going to the living room.
At this moment, Qin Huang and the steward were cautiously observing Jiang Ling's house. In just a few months, Jiang Ling's house had undergone tremendous changes.
Jiang Ling coughed lightly and said slowly, "Mr. Qin, you arrived so quickly!"
Qin Huang had no idea how long Jiang Ling had been standing behind him, nor whether Jiang Ling had seen his earlier loss of composure.
He quickly stroked his chin, pretending to think, and looked at Jiang Ling, "Oh dear, matters concerning the women are matters concerning me, Qin Huang. How could I not care about such things!"
“However, Mr. Qin, this batch of goods may have to be delivered to you over three months. The current production volume is not high, and as you know, there are quite a few women in our village!” After chatting with Wu Xiucai yesterday, Jiang Ling went to the sanitary napkin factory to inquire about the overall progress and inventory.
Upon hearing that Jiang Ling hadn't refused, Qin Huang nodded repeatedly and said, "No problem, no problem, let's sign the contract right now!"
Jiang Ling grinned helplessly as she glanced at Qin Huang and muttered to herself, "Tsk...this old guy is really in a hurry!"
Despite her thoughts, Jiang Ling still smiled and gestured for Jiang Yaojie to get the contract.
Watching Jiang Yaojie's departing figure, Qin Huang approached Jiang Ling again and asked, "Boss Jiang, about the restaurant..."
Jiang Ling frowned, realizing for the first time how annoying this man was. She gave Qin Huang a helpless look and said, "Boss Qin, I'm not like your big business. As you can see, we're just a small workshop. In Yecheng, where land is so expensive, where am I supposed to raise so much money?"
To Jiang Ling's surprise, Qin Huang took a piece of paper out of his pocket and slammed it on the table.
Through Qin Huang's thick, fleshy fingers, Jiang Ling could vaguely see two words: "Deqi".
"To be honest, I happen to own a property in Yecheng, which is currently sitting idle. If you're interested, Mr. Jiang, I'll give you the property! On the condition that I can come to your place for a free meal after the business opens!"
Jiang Ling was taken aback. Although she knew that Boss Qin was wealthy and powerful, she did not expect him to be this rich.
"So, what do you think, Boss Jiang?" As he spoke, Qin Huang deliberately pushed the contract in front of Jiang Ling to show his sincerity.
Jiang Ling swallowed hard. The offer was indeed tempting, but her factory was at a critical juncture, and leaving now would easily lead to neglecting other aspects of her business.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ling shook her head and refused Qin Huang, "Mr. Qin, my family also has its own factory. I can't neglect one for the other. I need to consider this matter carefully!"
Qin Huang was a little unhappy after being rejected by Jiang Ling again, but after so many years in the business world, he nodded and pretended not to care, saying, "Okay, then... we'll talk about it later. I look forward to Boss Jiang's restaurant in Ye City!"
At this moment, Jiang Yaojie also walked in with the drafted contract. The two tacitly kept quiet and did not discuss the topic further.
The contract was signed smoothly. Jiang Ling thought about it and realized that the next step might be to expand the production scale, since sanitary napkins are quite popular in Pingxi County.
Although people still buy things secretly, it at least proves that this product has a broad market. Jiang Ling believes that this product will definitely be sold to Shengjing and even overseas.
After seeing Qin Huang off, Jiang Ling went to inspect the workshop as usual. Looking at the two workshops that were gradually getting back on track, the words Qin Huang had said earlier kept popping into Jiang Ling's mind.
Jiang Ling quickly shook her head, trying to suppress the thought.
"Big sister, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Hu Yue'er, who had just finished her work, saw Jiang Ling shaking her head and quickly asked.
"Ah, it's Yue'er. It's nothing, it's nothing. My neck is a little sore! I'm just getting some exercise!" Jiang Ling casually made up an excuse.
Seeing that Jiang Ling was alright, Hu Yue'er breathed a sigh of relief. She bit her lip and asked hesitantly, "Big sister, I have a favor to ask you! I'd like you to help me find out what age the youngest child Wu Xiucai accepts is? I'd like to send my child there to study in the future!"
Hearing this, Jiang Ling was very happy. She glanced at Hu Yue'er and said, "Yue'er, you can just go and ask him yourself. Scholar Wu is a very kind person! Don't worry!"
Hu Yue'er shook her head somewhat shyly and said to Jiang Ling, "Oh, sister, you...you should come with me. I'm afraid that carrying the child will disturb Scholar Wu!"
Seeing Hu Yue'er's hesitant expression, Jiang Ling nodded and agreed to the matter.
Two days later, it happened to be the factory's weekend break, and Jiang Ling led Hu Yue'er toward Wu Xiucai's school.
Wu Xiu happened to arrive just in time for school to end, after all the students had left the school.
Jiang Ling led Hu Yue'er in.
"What? It's you?" Wu Xiucai put down his book and looked at Hu Yue'er behind Jiang Ling, and was shocked.
"Teacher...?" Hu Yue'er exclaimed in surprise and took a step back!
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