A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Ye Wenxi hunched over his desk and immediately began writing the proposal.

The title is neatly written on the paper:

"Request Report Regarding the Application for Centralized Procurement Qualification by Wenxi Garment Company, a Military-Civilian Cooperation Enterprise"

The more she wrote, the more reliable she felt this was.

If you buy it yourself, you also need to consider the source of the industrial invoice.

Although the government has policies to open up the economy, the detailed rules for individual business registration have not yet been released.

She moved too far ahead, taking too big a step, and the policies hadn't caught up yet.

This has resulted in a situation where her special small business has already started operating, but there are still gaps in support and supporting policies.

While writing, Ye Wenxi took the opportunity to organize her thoughts on future operations.

Fabric purchases are the most frequent, and since we don't have a car right now, we can use the mutual aid society.

By having members run errands for them, the cooperative only needs to pay a portion of the service fee. This indirectly boosts economic revenue.

Ye Wenxi wasn't too bothered by the money; if it really saved her time, she was more than willing to trade a small amount for her own time.

After all, for her, the most valuable thing is not a few dollars or a dozen dollars.

Instead, it takes half a day or a full day.

She can use it to create more value and wealth.

Ye Wenxi clearly stated the background, estimated benefits, and current procurement list in the report.

She was completely absorbed in writing, the pen scratching softly on the paper.

Until Lu Weidong returned home.

He opened the door and found that the living room lights were off, and there was no sound of Lu Weihua and Lu Xiaojun arguing.

Only the light from the study's desk lamp seeped through the crack in the door, casting a thin layer of warm light on the living room floor.

"Wenxi?" He paused slightly before calling out.

Ye Wenxi was looking down at the numbers.

"Mmm," she replied, but did not get up.

Lu Weidong walked over and stood behind her. He saw what she was writing, reached out and picked up the report page, glancing at the title.

A smile appeared on his lips, a smile of appreciation and satisfaction.

"Hello?" he asked in a low voice.

"Hmm..." She shook her head vaguely, her gaze still fixed on the paper.

Lu Weidong then stopped bothering her.

Ye Wenxi is sometimes like this; she won't stop until she finishes what she's doing.

He gently put down the report, took off his coat and hung it up, then sat down in the living room and waited quietly.

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Ye Wenxi woke up early the next day.

She didn't sleep well all night because...

Ding Jiahe did not call her.

She promised herself she'd reply every two days. Not yesterday, not today... still nothing.

Seeing her sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, Lu Weidong rationally helped her analyze the situation:

"Now that the war has begun, Ding Jiahe will have to leave the rear and go to the front sooner or later. Once he's there, it won't be realistic to make a phone call every two days."

He paused.

"There is strict communication control on the front lines; you can't get in from the outside, and you can't get out from the inside."

Lu Weidong's words indirectly told Ye Wenxi:

Ding Jiahe has gone to the front lines.

He put his arm around Ye Wenxi's shoulder and said directly:

"Let's wait another day or two and see. If there's still no news, I'll ask someone to inquire about the situation."

Ye Wenxi turned to look at him.

How does he understand her so well?

There was no empty comforting words, no pretense; instead, they directly helped her find solutions.

Ye Wenxi felt a warmth in her heart, feeling the solid warmth in his arms and smelling his unique scent. She felt at ease and at peace.

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After daybreak, she first found Zhang Yunxia and showed her the application report.

Zhang Yunxia praised him highly.

Ye Wenxi said that the stall was set up by the two of them together, and they still wanted to discuss some important decisions with her.

These words emboldened Zhang Yunxia even more.

Because of her self-esteem and value, Ye Wenxi always put her first, saw her, and respected her.

The two spent another half a day checking the budget and quantity that needed to be purchased.

There are also staffing shortages and scheduling issues.

"This is assuming GG hasn't logged on yet; there definitely won't be enough people later," Ye Wenxi said, pointing to the budget sheet. "We'll need at least five more sewing machines."

"And I predict that once it's published in GG, sales will at least double."

Ye Wenxi carefully explained each point to Zhang Yunxia.

Zhang Yunxia asked curiously, "Where do you want to go?"

Ye Wenxi smiled mysteriously: "Initially, it might just be placed at department store counters in Harbin and surrounding cities."

She paused.

"Later, I want to be featured in 'Shanghai Fashion' magazine."

Zhang Yunxia's eyes lit up, and she said with a smile, "This is the most prestigious magazine!"

Ye Wenxi nodded: "Yes, let's go for the best."

These words made Zhang Yunxia laugh, and something seemed to be subtly stirring within her.

"By the way, Sister Yunxia, ​​there's something I'd like to discuss with you."

Ye Wenxi put down the purchasing list and budget sheet in his hand and looked at her seriously.

"With the increasing number of staff, and considering the need for future recruitment, I think we need to conduct regular training, standardize processes, and review issues."

"I want you to handle this matter. You need to take the lead, organize it, and oversee the process."

Zhang Yunxia nodded: "We need to do this regularly; it's too time-consuming to explain it to everyone one by one."

"Yes. So if you agree, we'll draft the training content and procedures."

Ye Wenxi spoke faster and faster:

"Besides the initial construction standards, it also includes regularly reviewing the problems discovered during the production process. Issues such as inconsistent techniques and low efficiency need to be shared and the standards formalized..."

She rattled off a whole bunch of things.

Zhang Yunxia pondered for a moment, then looked up at Ye Wenxi.

"If that's the case, I do have another candidate to recommend."

Ye Wenxi was taken aback, then quickly realized what was happening.

"You mean... Aunt Li?"

Zhang Yunxia chuckled: "That's right! It all depends on whether you dare to hire people."

Ye Wenxi's mind raced, calculating and planning.

Li Yanyu's skills and efficiency are undoubtedly the best in the team.

Besides being quick and efficient and capable of doing a lot of work, she also has many of her own little tricks.

Things like how to sew faster or how to make a neckline fit better are secrets that others don't know.

In this respect, no other family compound can currently compare.

However, as a training instructor, in addition to strong professional skills, even more important qualities are good communication skills and patience.

Having a good understanding yourself is one thing, but it's even more important to be able to explain and present professional knowledge clearly and systematically, breaking it down into content that everyone can absorb.

In addition, one must be approachable and authoritative when giving a presentation.

Ye Wenxi recalled the time she spent with Li Yanyu.

This elderly woman, though over seventy years old, is clear-headed, speaks fluently, and is highly respected and respected within the family compound.

She thought Zhang Yunxia's suggestion was excellent.

You can give it a try.

"Shall we...go find her?"

The two quickly packed their things and went to Li Yanyu's house.

Li Yanyu warmly welcomed the two, and laid out all the dried fruits, candies, and fruits she had prepared for the New Year.

Ye Wenxi cut to the chase: "Aunt Li, would you like to be a training instructor?"

"Huh?" Li Yanyu was a little confused.

"It's about teaching our sisters, being a teacher to everyone."

Li Yanyu understood, but found it hard to believe.

Why would these two kids come to me, an old lady, to be their teacher?

There are plenty of people in the helper team who are good at their jobs, and even more eloquent ones. Zhang Yunxia in front of us is the most suitable candidate.

"Me? No, no, I'm not that good at it." Li Yanyu quickly waved her hand.

"Besides, I'm an old lady now, and I'm already buried here."

As she spoke, she gestured towards her neck.

Ye Wenxi smiled and explained the training compensation arrangement to her.

In addition to having time to continue working, the training instructors also receive extra hourly fees, so their income will not be lower than before.

Li Yanyu was stunned.

She knew Ye Wenxi was serious.

They didn't care about her age, they didn't care that she was an "old lady".

"Aunt Li, we all believe you."

You also have to believe in yourself.

Li Yanyu was somewhat at a loss: "I...this..."

She instinctively wanted to decline, but then she met Ye Wenxi's eyes.

Those eyes held light and power.

She remembered that day in the auditorium, when the girl stood on the stage and said those words.

She also turned those impossibilities into reality, one by one.

A quiet place in Li Yanyu's heart was repeatedly struck.

She seemed to sense something appear in her hand, something that had nothing to do with age or status.

This thing is called possibility.

An undefined possibility that allows a woman's soul to break free from all constraints.

Ye Wenxi and Zhang Yunxia grabbed her hand and held it together.

Li Yanyu chuckled softly.

"Okay! I'll give it a try."