70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 627: Stay humble and act small
Xi Gaomin sat quietly in the conference room for a long time, feeling a sense of loneliness and abandonment.

She was the second-in-command and could manage an important part of the garment factory.

In the end, I was just a spectator!
But did she really just hand over her third garment factory to Chen Qing so easily?
She may not have Chen Qing's design talent and ever-changing inspiration, but she was someone who, with sheer courage, carved out a path for herself among male leaders.

Everyone envied them back then.

I think she's promising.

Of course, envy is inevitably mixed with some rumors and gossip.

In order to become a 'good person,' she gradually put away her sharp edges and learned to be tactful and agreeable to all sides.

She initially chose Chen Qing because she genuinely wanted to give it her all, but things didn't go as planned, and Chen Qing was someone she couldn't control.

slowly.

She and Chen Qing became rivals.

Perhaps that's not entirely accurate; it's more accurate to say that the entire garment industry across the country is watching Chen Qing closely!

Summer sportswear factories are undervalued, marginalized by the industry, and need to take on orders independently.

But Chen Qing played a brilliant hand!
Now she is praised and honored throughout the country and is expected to become a role model. She has even merged factories and expanded the scale of her factory.

Even if some people call her a vicious woman with a heart of stone, she still does whatever she wants.

He has an exceptional ability to manage his subordinates!

She cultivated two factions within the garment factory, striving to maintain a balance between them.

Chen Qing was even more straightforward and violent.

If you're not capable, then quit!
Now, besides her and Wang Weiqiang, everyone at the conference table is someone Chen Qing has personally trained.

He both revered and obeyed her.

And the previous secretary...

Having already become the deputy director of the factory committee, it seems possible that he might continue to fall further down the ranks.

What about her?
How should she position herself?

Her years of learning the art of checks and balances were utterly useless at the Shengxia Sports Apparel Factory.

Here, strength and efficiency are the most important!
Is she really going to promote the Shengxia Sports Apparel Factory and conduct ideological education for the factory's employees?

Why? !

Chen Qing seized her factory, yet she worked tirelessly for him. If word got out, how many people would laugh at her!

Her reasoned arguments at the Light Industry Bureau back then were more like a joke!
But they don't do any work...

Can she still be the Party Secretary? What if Chen Qing tries to ruin her again, demoting her again and again until she has no right to speak to anyone?

Xi Gaomin rubbed his temples wearily, his mind completely blank, unsure of what to do to achieve a good outcome.

"Comrade Xi..."

Wei Jianping called out to her.

Xi Gaomin's position is now his!
Xi Gaomin raised his eyes with a heavy gaze and looked at the disheveled Wei Jianping: "Comrade Wei, is something the matter?" Wei Jianping hurriedly walked in: "We're on the same side, you know. I heard you don't like the position of secretary, so perhaps..."

Xi Gaomin sneered.

Does this person think she's mentally ill?!

They gave up a perfectly good position and sent someone to a position where they can hardly even sit at a conference table.

“Comrade Wei, your son threw his shoe at my face back then, but he didn’t realize we were in cahoots.”

"He's a child..."

“Your child is the same age as Chen Qing. Is he an idiot? To beat up a leader in public like that, does he think he’s Chen Qing? Daring to hit a leader and acting so self-righteous!” Xi Gaomin felt utterly humiliated at that moment.

Even Chen Qing from the Light Industry Bureau didn't hit her, so what kind of person is Wei Dajiang that he dared to lay a hand on her?

Xi Gaomin stood up and slapped Wei Jianping hard across the face. Seeing him fall to the ground, a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes: "The son's debts are the father's responsibility."

Wei Jianping fell to the ground, dumbfounded, covering his left cheek with his left hand and then blankly covering it with his right.

He lived to be so old.

Nobody dared to hit him!
What exactly makes Xi Gaomin stand out?!

After realizing what was happening, Wei Jianping jumped up and yelled at Xi Gaomin, who was walking down the corridor toward the office: "You defeated under Chen Qing, the factory deserved to be swallowed up. What do you think you are? A lot of people say you're like a maid, only responsible for serving tea and water at the dinner table. People who know you are the female factory manager, but people who don't know you would think you're a prostitute!"

Xi Gaomin stopped abruptly. Although she had clearly heard those words before, she could vaguely hear the harsh laughter of that group of people in her ears.

Thinking of their mockery, Xi Gaomin's knuckles clenched until they turned white, and his nails dug deep into his palms.

She slowly turned around.

The color drained completely from his face, leaving only an almost transparent paleness.

Lately, my eyes have always carried a hint of weariness and compromise. But now, I looked up, and there were no tears in them, only a cold light that remained after being utterly trampled.

"Comrade Wei," Xi Gaomin said softly, his voice weak from exhaustion, "I didn't hear what you just said."

Seeing her weakened state, Wei Jianping became even more arrogant, "Isn't that right? Think about how you were at the dinner table, you would rush up to toast and smile at any man you met, how are you any different from those who sell themselves? You've already lost the factory, what are you pretending to be so high and mighty for!"

"Yes, I smiled obsequiously and offered a toast." Xi Gaomin admitted readily, but his gaze was unusually cold as he stared at Wei Jianping: "I bowed and scraped before someone who could decide the livelihoods of thousands of people in my factory. I admit it, because everyone depends on this money to make a living."

Xi Gaomin took a slow step forward, his figure slender yet exuding an imposing aura, his voice suddenly turning sharp: "But Wei Jianping, what about you? You used a woman's body to exchange for the positions of deputy factory director and party secretary, and what are you?!"

"You're talking nonsense! You're spouting blatant lies!" Wei Jianping's expression changed drastically, his finger trembling as he pointed at her, veins bulging on his forehead.

"Whether I'm slandering you or not, you know in your heart! But I, Xi Gaomin, am standing here today. I've lost, I've been humiliated, I've groveled for my factory, but at least I haven't used my own body, or anyone else's body, to exchange for a single dirty penny!" Xi Gaomin's gaze finally settled on Wei Jianping, and he said, word by word, "So Wei Jianping, tell me, who's more like a prostitute? But no one would want you looking like this, so you're just a pimp! Right?"

As Wei Jianping listened to her words, the rooster whose neck was being choked turned from red to purple. Its mouth was open, but it couldn't utter a complete syllable, only heavy breathing. Under Xi Gaomin's disdainful gaze, it trembled like a leaf.

Seeing that he was about to faint, Xi Gaomin ignored him and turned to walk towards the office. However, his straight back swayed almost imperceptibly as he turned.

As she was about to enter the office, Xi Gaomin saw Chen Qing. Her jaw tightened, and she lowered her head to walk into the room when she heard Chen Qing say, "Interrogate Wei Jianping to find out who said you were a prostitute. If he says so, we'll settle accounts with those people. If he doesn't say so, let him go to jail."

Xi Gaomin looked up in surprise.

(End of this chapter)