70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chen Qing: "Congratulations on starting a new chapter in your life."

Xi Gaomin laughed: "It is indeed a new chapter in life. In my twenties, I felt that there was a bright future ahead of me. In my thirties, I was in a daze. In my forties, I actually feel young."

After completing her life's mission, Xi Gaomin felt incredibly relaxed, as if she had cast aside all worldly constraints.

She's already thinking about how to integrate with the head office when she goes to the new branch factory and how to develop and expand the branch factory in the local area.

My mind is completely focused on my career—it feels so good!

Chen Qing felt that Xi Gaomin seemed to have become a few years younger. She couldn't understand it for the time being, but she thought it was a good thing.

The three inspected the sewing workshop, with workshop director Zhao Xuemei following nervously. Chen Qing wanted to do a good job with the rankings this time, so she was quite strict. However, when she moved the machine slightly away, the dust underneath almost choked her.

Chen Qing looked at Zhao Xuemei.

Zhao Xuemei blushed and hurriedly tried to cover it up: "Factory manager, we didn't pay attention to this part before, but we have now noticed it, and I will definitely clean it up properly."

Chen Qing gave a faint "hmm," and then added in a nonchalant tone, "We still need to complete the mission properly."

Zhao Xuemei didn't even dare to look up: "Yes, I know, don't worry, Factory Director, I'll definitely do a good job later!"

Chen Qing slowly walked around, and everyone in the workshop was very nervous, especially afraid that the factory manager would suddenly approach.

I sincerely hope that the factory manager is as far away from me as possible!!

Chen Qing turned around and pointed to the cleaning tools: "Don't just leave the mop and broom here. We should put them on a shelf properly. Even if we don't put them properly, we should at least hide the mop head. Look how dirty and black this cloth is. Did someone just mop the floor? There's black water running out."

Zhao Xuemei lowered her head even further: "Yes, it's because we haven't been paying enough attention to hygiene."

The hygiene standards at Chen Qing's factory were very strict. After all, there were many white clothes in the factory, and if the workers were dirty, the fabric would easily get stained.

However, regarding living conditions, she usually only mentions it verbally and rarely takes concrete action. Now, during her surprise inspection, she found that many places in the factory were somewhat disorganized. Basically, every workshop foreman was pointed out to have many substandard aspects.

Because of her meticulousness and caution, everyone was speculating about who the leader who came was.

At the same time, they cleaned the garment factory with the same care they would take cleaning their own home!

When Pingping and Youyou came home from school, they both told Aunt Feng, "We need to use the newspapers at home to wipe the windows, and we also need to use the scraps of cloth at home to wipe the table and the floor."

Aunt Feng asked in bewilderment, "What's so great about cleaning your floor? You can just mop it a couple of times, that'll be enough."

Pingping and Youyou didn't understand either.

Youyou said, "Our teacher said that leaders are coming and we need to do a thorough cleaning. Anyone who doesn't clean properly will be given three days' worth of homework and will have to go up to the podium to be criticized by the teacher!"

Aunt Feng exclaimed in surprise, "So strict!"

Pingping nodded seriously: "Yes, students who perform poorly will have their classes extended and their parents called in!"

Aunt Feng didn't understand.

But with respect.

When Chen Qing returned, he heard the two children complaining about the school's cleaning assignment. He pretended that he wasn't the one who gave the task: "Then you must clean well, okay? Don't get punished by the teacher. If you get scolded by your parents, just call your older brother over."

He Yuxiang: “…”

I regret going home for dinner. (End of Chapter)