Ye Wenxi's interview was actually more about assessing Lang Yuqin's personal qualities and work attitude.

Cleaning and cooking are things that every housewife can do to pass muster.

Since she's hiring here, her standards are no longer based on ordinary things like "can you do it?" or "can you clean it?"

Rather, it's about whether she needs to spend more time managing the staff, and how motivated the employees are.

To put it bluntly, it's about whether you see the work as something important.

Besides that, there is an even more important point: character.

There are no security cameras in the warehouse.

For every new employee, integrity, honesty, and professional ethics are the bottom line, just like professional skills.

Her fabrics, her manuscripts, her designs... are all core assets and the fruits of her labor.

Everyone we hire must be trustworthy.

The 30 minutes passed quickly.

"What do you think of me?" Lang Yuqin couldn't help but ask.

Ye Wenxi's true feeling is that he does have professional skills, after all, he worked in a state-run restaurant for more than ten years.

However, their sense of boundaries and professionalism were weak, which resulted in a slightly lower score in this part of the impression.

Ye Wenxi didn't reveal the truth to her, and her evaluation was moderate, neither praising nor belittling, leaving no room for criticism.

Lang Yuqin couldn't get any information out of him, and knowing she wouldn't get any answers, she left dejectedly.

Ye Wenxi simply finished interviewing the other four candidates in one go.

One of them, named Wang Yingxue, caught her attention.

"Can we make a deal?"

Wang Yingxue wore two braids, which were then folded up and tied into two small buns.

He's not very old, about the same age as Ye Wenxi.

"Okay, go ahead."

"Um... if I come to clean, could I... ask for no pay, and then borrow a sewing machine?"

She paused, then quickly waved her hand:

"I won't take too long! I'll definitely spend most of my time cleaning."

"I just want to learn with them, and I'll use my salary as tuition."

Ye Wenxi's lips curled up slightly.

"I'm sorry, I can't give you that answer right now. As you can see, we are currently short of sewing machines and have none available."

"Oh..." Wang Yingxue lowered her head, unable to hide her disappointment.

"Can you tell me why you want to learn it?" Ye Wenxi asked gently.

Wang Yingxue seemed to have become interested, raised her head, and her eyes brightened:

"I was also at this year's Lunar New Year dance party. I was a volunteer responsible for cleaning up the party. I listened to your speech."

"I think..."

She paused, then pursed her lips.

"I want to learn from everyone."

What Wang Yingxue didn't say was: I want to be as outstanding as you and forge my own path.

But when the words were about to come out, he changed them.

She has such a low sense of worthyness that she doesn't even dare to speak out about her own dreams.

Ye Wenxi read out the second half of her sentence that she hadn't spoken.

"Xiaoxue, are you a military officer's family member? Did you come with the army?"

Wang Yingxue lowered her eyes and her voice softened:

"I...I am the widow of a martyr. My husband...saved his life."

Ye Wenxi's head buzzed, her heart tightened, and she was speechless for a moment.

"Sorry, I don't know."

"It's alright." Wang Yingxue looked up and smiled instead.

"I am grateful to the organization for allowing me and my mother to continue living in the military family compound."

"Currently, we only receive a pension or allowance. But it's just the two of us in my family, so it's enough for us."

She paused, then lowered her voice.

"I just feel...this kind of life..."

Wang Yingxue's voice grew softer and softer as she spoke, and her eyes reddened slightly.

Ye Wenxi pondered for a moment.

She took a deep breath, her emotions extremely complex and heavy.

She was only twenty-one years old. It's likely that she had just married and joined her husband in the army when he was killed in action.

Such a thing would be an unbearable and devastating blow to anyone.

"Xiaoxue, I understand your desire to learn. I will contact you if there is an opportunity later."

"Okay, thank you!"

Wang Yingxue didn't say anything more.

She thought to herself that she should try again, to try for a chance to study, and to try for a job.

However, she lacked confidence. She felt that her education level was low, she was not good with words, and she didn't know anything, so she was afraid of causing trouble for others.

She knew Ye Wenxi. She had learned a lot about her privately.

This girl was about the same age as her, but she did things that impressed many important people, and even gained the personal support of the commander.

She came on the day of the opening ceremony.

She stood far away from the crowd, peering through the doorway.

I saw the screens inside and the beautiful clothes displayed on the mannequins.

Wang Yingxue stared blankly, feeling that the warehouse was so dazzling, as if it were a scene from another world.

A longing I had never felt before arose in my heart.

After seeing Wang Yingxue off, it was already closing time at the venue.

Ye Wenxi went around to the front and saw that there were still two people left.

One is Li Yanyu, and the other is a newly arrived technician from the previous batch.

"Aunt Li, Sister Wang, why aren't you leaving yet?"

Sister Wang turned around at the sound, but Li Yanyu was still talking:

"The stitches here must be even, otherwise they'll easily wrinkle. See, this is how you finish the edge..."

Since Li Yanyu became a lecturer, Ye Wenxi has noticed a significant change in her.

She doesn't even actively take on production orders; instead, she comes to the site whenever she has free time, watches everyone work, and explains techniques and tips to them.

Li Yanyu truly loves this new identity.

Ye Wenxi did not disturb the two, but walked to his desk.

I took another look at the accounts, funds, and schedule reports that I had compiled.

"I want to learn from them..."

"I just feel...this kind of life..."

Wang Yingxue's words echoed in Ye Wenxi's mind again.

She picked up the phone and dialed Lu Weidong's office number.

"Hey? Could you go home later and help me carry the sewing machine to the work area?"

"Hmm... I'm planning to make ours available for public use."

Lu Weidong drove here. He stopped by the cafeteria on the way and got two dinners. By the time he arrived, Li Yanyu and Sister Wang had finally gone home.

Ye Wenxi heard the sound of a car at the door and was about to go out to help him.

But then they saw Lu Weidong carrying the entire sewing machine on his shoulder and striding in.

"Just leave it here."

Ye Wenxi pointed to the empty space behind the five sewing machines.

"Why did you bring this from home? Aren't you going to use it?" Lu Weidong clapped his hands.

"I'm here every day, so I just use it whenever I need it."

Lu Weidong put his arm around her shoulder, carrying a lunchbox in one hand, and led her toward the dining table.

"What's wrong?" He noticed that Ye Wenxi seemed lost in thought.

"Sigh..." Ye Wenxi sighed.

"Today I interviewed one of her widows, who was applying for a cleaning and cooking job."

"But she said she wanted to learn a trade, and she didn't care about the salary, as long as she could learn."

"She's only 21 years old..."

"So you want to help her?" Lu Weidong knew what she was thinking.

"Hmm..." Ye Wenxi nodded.

"It's not just because she's a widow."

"She was unwilling to be trapped and wanted to stand up."

I want to give her a hand and see what happens.

Lu Weidong smiled indulgently and pinched her cheek.

Just blurting it out:

"You're so experienced in your words and actions, are you really twenty-one?"

"Huh?" Ye Wenxi was taken aback.

Clearly not expecting him to suddenly change course, he was momentarily speechless.

"Ah... um..." A completely unconvincing answer.

Lu Weidong: "..."

He rubbed his face, somewhat regretting asking the question.

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