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

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate," Ye Wenxi murmured to himself.

"Really, Wenxi, you should take a break," Ding Jiahe said, putting down her chopsticks and looking at her.

Zhang Yunxia and Wang Yingxue nodded in agreement.

Ye Wenxi glanced at Ding Jiahe, the corners of her mouth curved slightly, but she didn't say anything and continued to eat her rice.

She knew what Ding Jiahe meant by "take a break".

In the eyes of these people, Ye Wenxi was like a perpetual motion machine, his steps never stopping.

This kind of pace is not about working overtime or staying up late, nor is it just about investing a lot of working hours.

Instead, they kept pushing the garment company upward and outward, constantly breaking down one wall after another.

Before they accomplished any of these things, they thought it was almost impossible.

But Ye Wenxi was just like that, maintaining that intensity and speed, and within just six months, she pushed the clothing company to a scale that they had never imagined.

The scale here refers not only to the volume of production.

The management system has been established, the support from the military region and local authorities has been secured, and future publicity, film cooperation, and talent training have all been laid out.

At the same time, she also took into account the generous benefits of the garment company and the employees' personal feelings, leaving no stone unturned.

"You're working so hard, it's exhausting for you," Zhang Yunxia said, looking at Ye Wenxi with concern in her voice.

In the last couple of days, Song Xiaotang has given us a clear direction and suggestions for cooperation, and the mutual aid society's recruitment fair has been successfully held, with the atmosphere and results meeting expectations.

The military dependents' committee will continue to report upwards; there has finally been some progress.

They wanted to ask Ye Wenxi to slow down a bit, stop for a while, and take a break.

These partners and close friends are all helping Ye Wenxi relieve stress in their own ways.

"Ah~~~~ I've been really tired lately." Ye Wenxi sighed deeply.

"It's good that you know how tiring it is. Seeing how tired you are every day, if you keep indulging in this without knowing when to stop, I think you'll burn yourself out sooner or later," Ding Jiahe chimed in.

When Zhang Yunxia heard Ye Wenxi sigh and say that she was tired, she felt relieved.

She used to be like a tightly wound spring, never knowing when to stop, impossible to press down.

"Wenxi, come with me somewhere tomorrow," Zhang Yunxia said. "Take Lang Yuqin with you."

"What's going on? Why did you bring Aunt Lang along?" Ye Wenxi looked up at her.

"I'm going to the county market tomorrow. Everything's harvested now, and the prices are very cheap at the market."

"I think you should move away from your office desk a bit and go out more. We can buy more things to save money, and we can also bring some things from home."

"Going to the market?" Ye Wenxi chuckled. She really enjoyed going to markets, but Lu Weidong was always busy, sometimes not even getting a day off on weekends.

She didn't have a car, and she was too embarrassed to ask the logistics department for help. But Zhang Yunxia's words made it sound like she did have transportation.

"Whose car shall we ride in?" Ye Wenxi asked.

"Where did the vehicle come from?" Zhang Yunxia thought she was asking a pointless question. "By bus."

Ye Wenxi: "........"

"The three of us carrying all that stuff back? It's so heavy." Ye Wenxi frowned. "Physical work... I..."

"What can't three people lift? It's not heavy at all. Are you alright?" Zhang Yunxia waved her hand.

"I want to go too," Ding Jiahe interjected. "I haven't been to the market in ages. I haven't had a chance to go since I came to the military region. The last time I went was before I enlisted."

"That's perfect, with you here, we can carry even more." Zhang Yunxia chuckled twice, then turned to look at Wang Yingxue, "Xiaoxue, what do you want to buy? Tell us, the things sold at the market are much cheaper than at the service center."

"No need, you still need to buy vegetables from the clothing company, that's already a lot, too heavy." Wang Yingxue waved her hand.

"Hey, just say it, it's okay, we won't miss you," Ye Wenxi advised her. "If you don't tell me, I'll just buy you as much meat as I can."

"Oh, no—okay, I'll tell you later." Wang Yingxue smiled.

Ye Wenxi said, "I can carry my little picnic cart and still fit a lot of things in it. Hey, why don't you ask Chef Chen to make one for you? It would be so convenient."

"Isn't a car just a vehicle with wheels? Why call it a picnic vehicle? You only used it for a picnic once, didn't you?" Zhang Yunxia wondered.

"Uh... I was just making things up." Ye Wenxi smiled guiltily.

"She's always coming up with all sorts of weird ideas and crooked schemes," Zhang Yunxia said, shaking her head with a smile.

"Hehehehe..." Ye Wenxi laughed along.

After finishing their meal, Wang Yingxue stood up and said, "Wenxi, I want to go home and tell Mom. Aunt Zhao's job application has been approved, and she can come over to take care of her in the next couple of days."

"Go quickly and tell Aunt Han the good news." Ye Wenxi waved to Wang Yingxue.

Wang Yingxue responded and turned to leave in a hurry, eager to go home and tell her mother.

"Oh dear, these two have finally started to have good days ahead," Zhang Yunxia sighed as she watched her retreating figure.

"Yes, after the storm comes the calm," Ding Jiahe replied.

Ye Wenxi was tidying up the dishes when she suddenly looked up and asked Zhang Yunxia, ​​"Was going to the market your idea, or Aunt Lang's?"

Zhang Yunxia helped her stack the bowls together: "Aunt Lang has told me several times that she wants me to go to the market with her to buy vegetables. She said it would save a lot of money, the vegetables would be fresh and cheap, there would be more variety than at the service center, and many things wouldn't require coupons."

Ye Wenxi lowered her head and smiled: "I knew it."

Ding Jiahe laughed too: "She probably wouldn't dare tell you. On one hand, she knows you're a spendthrift; on the other hand, ever since that incident, she hasn't dared to mention saving money to you again."

Ye Wenxi laughed, looking speechless. "I'm not called a spendthrift, okay?"

Zhang Yunxia and Ding Jiahe both snorted coldly at the same time.

"I used to think I was pretty extravagant; I never really cared about money when buying clothes or food. Until I saw you..." Ding Jiahe clicked her tongue and shook her head.

"That's right," Zhang Yunxia chimed in. "Look at that apple you ate at the clothing store. You took two bites and then threw it away. Oh, it broke my heart."

"You don't know, Sister Yunxia, ​​the other day when I came to her house I saw several pieces of clothing in the trash can, they were all like new. She said she had worn them enough and was going to throw them away," Ding Jiahe added.

"What?! Oh my god!" Zhang Yunxia exclaimed, turning her head to start criticizing.

Ye Wenxi pounced on Zhang Yunxia and hugged her tightly, quickly covering her mouth: "Okay, okay, I know. Don't talk about me anymore. I'll be more frugal and spend more wisely from now on, okay? I'll donate the clothes I don't wear anymore, alright?"

Zhang Yunxia pried her hands away and glared at her: "This is only true within the military region. Outside, they'd just slap a big label on you."

"Hey? Seriously," Ye Wenxi asked furtively, "has anyone in our military compound been talking about me? About my conduct, my behavior, and stuff like that?"

Zhang Yunxia crossed her arms and glanced at her sideways: "Don't you think they dare? If I find out, I'll kill them."

Zhang Yunxia paused for a moment, then continued, "But to be honest, there probably won't be too many. Maybe they'll just close the door and whisper a few words in bed. But your role in the military region is extraordinary; so many people depend on you for a good life. So many people want to get in."

"If someone still criticizes you after this, isn't that like eating from a bowl and then cursing the cook?"

Ding Jiahe suddenly chuckled: "I don't know about that... but I have heard about other things."

Ye Wenxi's eyes widened in surprise, and Zhang Yunxia leaned forward, craning her neck to ask, "What?"

Ding Jiahe looked up, a smile playing on her lips, tapping her bowl with her chopsticks: "You really don't know?"

Ye Wenxi looked completely bewildered: "I...I don't know."

"Never mind, I can't bring myself to say it..." Ding Jiahe sighed. She then shook her head, giving him a "you'll understand" look.

Ye Wenxi pursed her lips and swallowed.

She could roughly guess what Ding Jiahe was trying to say...

Given that Ding Jiahe belongs to the health system.

Ye Wenxi cursed inwardly: Damn it, next time I'll make sure Lu Weidong gets a smaller share.