Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Liu Yiyi did not discourage Xiaomei. Instead, she walked over and patted her on the shoulder. "Don't give up so quickly! This kind of thing is like a revolution. It can't be so smooth. This process may be full of countless tribulations, blood and tears, and even life!"

Liu Yiyi's passionate words immediately washed away Xiaomei's hesitation.

In fact, in the process of organizing the Women's Federation, she encountered difficulties beyond her imagination.

Apart from the men, even the female workers in the factory did not choose to stand on her side, and even ridiculed her. If she was not a junior executive in the factory, I'm afraid those female workers would have said even more unpleasant things.

There was a knock on the study door, and then Miako walked in with a plate of cakes.

Putting down the pastry, Miako said with a smile, "This is a pastry from Guanshengyuan. It's delicious."

"Thank you, Sister Miako!" Xiaomei took the plate of snacks and put it on the desk.

Miako stepped back, "I won't interrupt your conversation."

Xiaomei stepped forward and said, "Sister Miako, you should stay too. We are talking about the Women's Federation. You should stay and let's discuss it together. After all, the factory is yours and you have a say."

Miako smiled modestly and said, "My Chinese is not good."

"It's okay, I can be a translator!" Xiaomei said as she pulled Miako's hand, pulled her to a chair and pushed her down.

"Ah!" Although Miako was a little embarrassed, she finally sat down on the chair calmly, which was considered as her agreement.

Liu Yiyi once again felt a little moved by Miako's performance.

In her impression, Japanese women are the kind of people who are submissive and never dare to resist.

Judging from the current situation, it is obvious that Xiaomei and Miako often talk about the Women's Federation. "Is the factory really yours?" Liu Yiyi asked doubtfully.

After Xiaomei translated, Miako replied softly, "The sanitary napkins belong to my family. Lingzi's family is the largest shareholder of the instant noodle factory. My family is second, and Xiaomei's family is third."

Miako explained the equity distribution of the two factories.

"Then if you establish an organization like the Women's Federation in the factory, aren't you afraid that the female workers will cause trouble, Mrs. Edogawa?" Liu Yiyi asked again.

"Don't be afraid!" Miako said with a smile, "It was my husband's idea to establish the Women's Federation. He makes the final decision on everything in their family. Whatever he says goes. As a wife, I will support him unconditionally no matter what he chooses."

"Isn't he afraid?" Liu Yiyi began to use her skills as a reporter at this moment, started to dig deep, and even took out a small notebook to start taking notes.

"What are you afraid of?" At this time, Xu San's voice suddenly appeared. He grabbed a handful of melon seeds and said while eating them, "I am a capitalist. How could I choose a policy that would hinder my ability to make money?"

After hearing what Xu San said, Liu Yiyi wrote quickly and wrote down what Xu San had just said.

After finishing writing, Liu Yiyi asked, "Then may I ask, Mr. Edogawa, why do you think the Women's Federation will not hinder your making money?"

Xu San touched his chin and said, "Oxen and horses will naturally work hard when they are well fed! By then, my efforts will definitely be proportional to their output."

"Hmm! Hmm!" Liu Yiyi continued to write quickly.

She was very dissatisfied with Xu San's answer. She felt that comparing female workers to oxen and horses was disrespectful to them, so she decided to use her expertise as a journalist and distort the answer a little.

As a result, halfway through writing, I realized that even without distorting the content, Xu San’s words would still be condemned by public opinion. (End of this chapter)