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

The manuscript that Li Yanyu was holding was prepared by her and Ye Wenxi together.

This manuscript is quite different from traditional training written lesson plans.

It looks more like a comic book.

Each piece of content is accompanied by a simple drawing and a portion of text.

Ye Wenxi discovered that the large amount of text content made Li Yanyu struggle with the completeness of the text, the order of the narrative, and the accuracy of the narration, which in turn increased the difficulty of her memorization and added pressure to her.

Later, she added simple drawings and text to support the key points compiled by Li Yanyu.

In this way, Li Yanyu's brain quickly entered a state of association and expression through the pictures, and she spoke more and more fluently and confidently.

"Xiao Ye, could you roughly decide on the location of the phone line so I can connect it for you?"

"Uncle Chen, let's settle on this location." Ye Wenxi pointed to a spot.

"Okay."

This was not her dedicated desk, but rather something like a shared workstation.

Ye Wenxi plans to write her contact number from GG here.

Sending money home all the time isn't a solution.

The site is now basically complete and ready for official use.

Besides the five technicians who don't have sewing machines and work here, at least one of Ye Wenxi and Zhang Yunxia is on duty here.

Zhang Yunxia originally said she would come to work, but she knew Ye Wenxi had other things to do, and it wasn't realistic for her to stay here all the time.

But Ye Wenxi thought that Zhang Yunxia was in the same boat, as she also had a lot of things to do with the mutual aid society and the family compound.

After discussing it, the two decided to split up their shifts.

Whoever is on duty is responsible for answering inquiries, managing the order of the on-site office, and coordinating materials...

Inside the warehouse, men, women, and children were busy at work, their laughter echoing loudly in the empty space.

By noon, the entire warehouse had been basically tidied up.

This is how the new venue is arranged.

Upon entering the gate, you are greeted by a dozen or so mannequins, arranged in a staggered row on two levels.

Behind it is a plain-colored screen that cleverly separates the exhibition area from the office area.

In a corner of the exhibition area, there is a small round table and four chairs, serving as a temporary meeting area.

Next to it is a fitting room, which is currently reserved for technicians and models to try on clothes, for customers inside the military area, and for a very small number of customers who can enter the military area.

For future sales channels, Ye Wenxi will still need to set up stalls in shopping malls, and later on, she can consider opening independent stores.

Beyond the screen lies the office area for the technicians and on-duty staff.

Five sewing machines were placed at an offset angle on the left; on the right were the duty desk and Ye Wenxi's fixed workstation.

These two areas are naturally separated by shelves and rolls of fabric.

Further back are the formal reception room and meeting room.

The space currently used on the entire site is less than half the size of the warehouse.

Several heaters were placed in areas where people gathered. Although they weren't as warm as indoors, they kept people from getting cold.

"The lighting was a bit dim."

Ye Wenxi looked at the models in the display area; the poor lighting made them look less high-end.

"Uncle Chen, is it possible to install some spotlights up there?"

"What's a spotlight?" Master Chen asked, looking completely bewildered.

Ye Wenxi suddenly realized that the spotlights commonly seen on clothing racks in modern shopping malls didn't exist in this era.

"Master Chen, come here, let me explain."

She led Mr. Chen to the blackboard and roughly drew out her needs on it.

"To focus the light on the clothes so that it looks like the light is coming from a distance."

"Applying the light directly to the clothes will produce much better results."

She drew a diagram showing a light shining obliquely from above.

"Oh...it sounds a bit like a dance stage lamp," Master Chen pondered.

"Yeah, something like that. But this one is smaller."

"This thing isn't for sale," Master Chen shook his head.

"That's why I came to you. If you think about it, you'll definitely be able to figure out a solution."

"There's nothing that our skillful Master Chen can't figure out."

Ye Wenxi said to Master Chen with a smile.

"Hahahaha!" Master Chen was delighted by the flattery.

"Okay, I'll look into it!"

"Okay, I'll go back to the mutual aid society and complete this task."

"Bang bang bang—!"

"Dinner's here! Open the door!"

Lu Weihua's loud voice could be heard echoing through the warehouse, even from the gate.

"Let's go, Master Chen, let's go eat." Ye Wenxi and Master Chen walked out together.

Lu Weidong and Lu Weihua walked in carrying several bags full of boxed lunches.

"Each boxed meal contains two dishes and one staple food. Come and get yours."

Lu Weihua slammed the lunchbox on the table and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Whatever I get, I'll take it; consider it opening a blind box!"

"What is a blind box?" Zhang Yunxia asked, looking confused.

"I don't know either, that's what my second sister-in-law said." Lu Weihua scratched his head. "Maybe it's a lunchbox made by a blind person?"

Ye Wenxi invited everyone to eat at the conference table.

"We have fish today."

Lu Weidong sat down, picked up a piece of deboned fish, and put it into Ye Wenxi's bowl.

"Oh, thank you so much, Chief of Staff Lu. You've been bringing us meals these past few days."

Ye Wenxi pinched her throat, blinked rapidly, and smiled at Lu Weidong.

"It's not hard work, I just wanted to have dinner with you." Lu Weidong chuckled softly.

The voice just fell.

"oops....."

"Tsk tsk..."

"vomit....."

The group of people at the dinner table made different comments when they saw the two of them being so affectionate.

The discussion and commotion were quite lively.

But the focus is more on the official opening ceremony tomorrow morning.

Originally, Ye Wenxi wanted to wait until the policy was released before applying for a legal business license.

For the same reason, although the general policy direction has been relaxed, the details are still unclear, and there are currently no relevant regulations for individual businesses.

However, only Ye Wenxi himself knew about this.

People of this era were unaware that doing business required such a procedure.

After much persuasion from Zhang Yunxia and others, Ye Wenxi finally agreed.

Never mind all that, we'll officially open for business tomorrow. We can deal with the paperwork later.

The group then started talking about the plaque.

"We should thank you, Xiao Ye."

Never mind all that, we'll officially open for business tomorrow. We can deal with the paperwork later.

The group then started talking about the plaque.

"Just use white background and black paint for the signboard," Ye Wenxi said.

"I know a cultured older guy whose handwriting is amazing!" Zhang Yunxia chimed in.

"Okay, then let's do it the same way as before, through the mutual aid society, and pay according to the market price."

"I have some wooden planks; I'll bring them to you tomorrow," Old Chen said readily.

Ye Wenxi was about to speak.

"Don't talk to me about money! It's just a broken plank of wood, why are you asking me for money?"

Master Chen waved his hand, silencing her.

"Okay! Thank you, Master Chen."

Old Master Chen chuckled softly.

"Oh dear..." Master Chen sighed.

"We should thank you, Xiao Ye."

When Master Chen said this, his tone was very soft, but the weight of his words was exceptionally heavy.

A moment of silence fell over the dinner table. Everyone stopped talking and turned to look at Ye Wenxi.

In those gazes, there was gratitude, admiration, and something else that was hard to describe.

They didn't say many nice things, but they all conveyed it in that one glance.

Ye Wenxi chuckled. She didn't want to be sentimental or have everyone constantly thanking her.

Although it was truly heartfelt, it was an irrepressible warmth.

"Oh, right, I have something else to ask you guys to help me figure out if it's okay."

She put down her chopsticks and began to speak seriously:

"I want to hire a military dependent who is in charge of daily necessities, such as providing lunch, fetching water, and handling other daily tasks."

"I did the math, and it's based on the food cost for seven people."

"It's more cost-effective to do it yourself, and you can also let the military family members earn that part of the profit."