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

"Xiao Ye, I'll discuss this with you again later."

Zhang Yunxia suddenly spoke up, contrary to her usual behavior, her attitude clearly showing thoughtfulness and consideration.

"Okay, sure!" Ye Wenxi immediately agreed.

Then I quickly analyzed the situation in my mind, wondering if there was anything I hadn't considered.

As she ate, she pondered and guessed at a possibility.

Zhang Yunxia had been helping her with the initial interviews and selections for helpers and tasks.

The fact that she spoke at this point indicates that there is some difficulty in putting this into practice.

Upon realizing this, Ye Wenxi suddenly understood.

I misspoke earlier, and this is a bit awkward.

So far, all the job postings Ye Wenxi has released require either professional technical skills or skills, such as sewing technicians or versatile workers like Master Chen who can do both carpentry and electrical work.

There aren't many people who have this skill to begin with, so it's understandable that they select the best of the best from among the applicants.

Either they are long-term but relatively simple errand-running tasks, which are based on a first-come, first-served basis.

but...

A stable job with long-term benefits, and a cook who can also clean.

It just so happens to hit the biggest spot for the military dependents' area: the most people will attend, and the most people will fight tooth and nail for it.

Now, more and more people are recognizing the economic value driven by garment companies. Many are already secretly watching and eager to join in.

Once this job posting is sent out...

The interview selection, hiring, and actual performance will become the focus of everyone's attention.

If this process is not transparent, convincing, and lacks reasonable standards, it will cause trouble.

Ye Wenxi probably only spent a very short time figuring out the risks involved.

This is related to her years of professional project management skills: setting goals, making plans, and considering three steps ahead before taking any action.

Anticipating potential risks in the plan and managing and preparing contingency plans in advance is a fundamental skill for project managers.

Seeing Ye Wenxi's pensive expression, Zhang Yunxia guessed that she was pondering something.

Then, Ye Wenxi gave her a look, and she nodded.

understood.

"Do you have to think about so much work even when you're eating?"

Lu Weidong saw through Ye Wenxi's thoughts and spoke softly in a voice only she could hear.

"Hmm?" Ye Wenxi turned her head.

"Okay, I don't want to think about it anymore. I want to order something to go with rice."

As she spoke, she turned around to face Lu Weidong, looking at him as she put food into her mouth.

Then, she raised an eyebrow and gave a meaningful smile.

Lu Weidong didn't want to understand immediately.

But now he has been trained by Ye Wenxi to be able to bypass thinking and get straight to the point.

Yeh Wen-hsi was implying to him that "she is a feast for the eyes".

Indirectly, it means he...

good to eat.

The biggest difference between Ye Wenxi and Lu Weidong, this "boiled egg," is that the more people there are, the bolder they become.

On the contrary, when she was alone with Lu Weidong, she acted like a timid wife.

The people at the dinner table were confused. The young couple didn't say anything, but Chief of Staff Lu's face was burning red. He clenched his fists and coughed every now and then.

Only Lu Weihua and Lu Xiaojun, sitting opposite them, were eating while watching the two men with a cold look.

Lu Xiaojun: "Heh..."

Lu Weihua: "Heh..."

.....

After dinner, Ye Wenxi and Zhang Yunxia sat at a table and discussed in hushed tones about finding the aunt.

Zhang Yunxia's original suggestion was: if it won't save much money, then don't rush to find one.

Ye Wenxi felt that this was bound to happen sooner or later; one could run from the beginning but not the end.

Actually, it's because Zhang Yunxia's knowledge base simply doesn't allow her to come up with a way to ensure a fair and risk-free selection process.

But this didn't stump Ye Wenxi. Fair assessments, selections, and public announcements were basic skills for her in the workplace.

Thus, Zhang Yunxia once again witnessed Ye Wenxi's advanced thinking and meticulous logic through her narration and analysis.

She seemed like a superhero, like a god.

At first, when Ye Wenxi was explaining, Zhang Yunxia would still exclaim in surprise, as if she had just realized something.

But slowly, she was so surprised that she couldn't speak.

"sister in law?"

"Huh?" Zhang Yunxia came back to her senses.

"What's wrong? Did I not explain something clearly?"

"No, no, no..." Zhang Yunxia waved her hand, looking at Ye Wenxi with an indescribable look in her eyes.

"Xiao Ye, are you some kind of superhuman?"

"Haha, not bad, I guess." Ye Wenxi laughed frankly. "I wouldn't call myself a genius, but just consider me one!"

Zhang Yunxia laughed along with her.

Ye Wenxi did not hide anything; instead, she openly displayed her excellence and abilities.

"Excuse me, is this the address of the clothing company?"

A voice came from the warehouse entrance.

"It's Xiaolan." Zhang Yunxia and Ye Wenxi got up to greet her.

In the next ten minutes, several more helpers arrived, all of whom were technicians recently recruited by Zhang Yunxia. They had all come here to listen to Li Yanyu's trial lecture.

Among them was Sun Xiaolan, who had left earlier.

"Xiao Lan, welcome back." Ye Wenxi went up to them and shook hands with each of them.

"Yes!" Sun Xiaolan nodded vigorously, her eyes slightly moist.

Ye Wenxi led them to the long table in the conference room.

The tables and chairs here have just been rearranged.

On the longest table were the training materials, fabric scraps, and design drawings...

Behind the table was a blackboard, and in the middle was where Li Yanyu was to stand.

On the other side, a long row of seats was set up, facing the blackboard.

As people gradually gathered, Li Yanyu kept patting her chest.

Take a deep breath, again and again.

She had never been so nervous in her life.

He would pick up the training outline from time to time and look at it again and again, his hands trembling slightly, the pages shaking gently.

Everyone took their seats.

Ye Wenxi walked to Li Yanyu's side.

"Just like we practiced."

"Trust yourself, Aunt Li," Ye Wenxi said softly, her eyes conveying sincere trust and expectation.

In that instant, Li Yanyu saw the same look in her father's eyes once again.

The person who, when she was seven, stroked her head in the study and said, "When polished and refined, jade shines with warmth."

The person who believed in her.

"Okay!" Li Yanyu nodded solemnly.

She stood up and walked to the blackboard.

"Hello everyone, my name is Li Yanyu, and I am today's training instructor."

She paused, then spoke:

"The character '研' (yán) refers to the grinding stone used to carve objects, and '玉' (yù) refers to jade that shines with warmth."

This was the explanation her father gave her when she was seven years old.

In the past seventy years, she may never have introduced herself like this before; it was too flamboyant and did not conform to the expectations of women in that era.

But today, she spoke.

Li Yanyu was not very proficient in this training, and even stumbled on many points.

But whenever she forgot what she was going to say, she would pick up the manuscript and look at it again, and in the moment of eye contact with Ye Wenxi, she would regain her composure.

The whole process lasted two and a half hours.

Although I stumbled and fell, and my hands were still shaking.

But she stood firm and did not back down.

In her seventies, she endured two and a half hours in an unfamiliar place, facing more than a dozen pairs of eyes.

This is more important than any "perfection".

When she finished speaking the last sentence, she stood in front of the blackboard, stunned for a few seconds.

Applause erupted from the audience.

For the first time today, the jade that had been buried for seventy years emitted its own light.