Experience of Folk Life?

Jiang Xia rode her bicycle to the Garment Factory alone.

Zhou Chenglei went to pick up Tian Caihua, Father Zhou, and Mother Zhou to come over and help.

When Jiang Xia arrived at the Garment Factory, it was still five minutes before half past six, yet more than twenty workers were already there.

They were all longtime employees of the factory, most of them around thirty or forty years old.

The factory entrance had also been arranged according to Jiang Xia's instructions from the previous day. A long row of tables had been set up, with a large wooden frame placed on top.

The wooden frame had been nailed together by the Garment Factory Director yesterday afternoon according to Jiang Xia's instructions.

The director introduced her with a smile: "This is Comrade Jiang Xia. She's here to help our factory get rid of those tens of thousands of sets of clothes in stock. Today, everyone will follow Comrade Jiang Xia's arrangements. Don't bully her or refuse to follow orders just because she's young. Today, I'll be following Little Jiang's arrangements too!"

Although the director did not say that Jiang Xia was the new director, everyone knew that the factory could no longer stay in business and was going to be transferred. They were all facing layoffs.

So Jiang Xia should be the new director taking over the factory.

It was just that nobody had expected the new director to be so young.

Wasn't she a little too young?

What shocked them even more than her youth was her beauty.

She was far too beautiful.

She was so young and beautiful, yet she had become the director?

What did she have to rely on?

Several people instantly concocted a few dazzlingly dramatic stories in their minds. They could not help looking