The aloof military doctor arrives at the unit, and the tough guy can't sit still.

Xia Qiuran and the other woman quickly dropped the plaster they were holding and ran over, pulling back the cotton cloth to help the female worker up.

"Don't you have any humanity? You're a woman too, can you carry two hundred pounds of stuff?" Xia Qiuran couldn't help but rebuke. "Luckily, these goods are cotton cloth, otherwise she might have been crushed to death."

"Hmph, it would save us trouble by smashing him to death. The factory wouldn't have to keep this good-for-nothing anymore." The long-faced female worker glared at Xia Qiuran and then said, "Put your things down and leave quickly. Stop meddling in other people's business."

Xia Qiuran understood the gist of it: Meng Shujuan had broken her finger in a work injury, which greatly reduced her productivity. However, the factory was bound by regulations and could not dismiss her, so they could only use this method to force Meng Shujuan to resign voluntarily.

"I didn't take your money, so I'm not selling you the item now," Xia Qiuran said after thinking for a moment, standing up.

"From now on, I will hand over the distribution rights for the beauty cream from this textile factory to this female worker. If you want to buy the beauty cream, just go to her."

The long-faced factory worker gritted her teeth in anger, "Do you think I absolutely have to buy those junk things?"

"Then don't buy it. At worst, the other female workers will have smooth and tender faces, and your face will look like old tree bark in comparison."

After Xia Qiuran finished speaking, she helped Meng Shujuan up.

"She's injured now; her arm is dislocated. I'll take her to get it checked out. If there are any other injuries, we'll definitely report it to the police."

After Xia Qiuran finished speaking, she led Meng Shujuan to a bench where few people were sitting. After helping Meng Shujuan's arm return to its original position, she gently lifted her collar and found that her shoulders had already developed thick calluses. Even so, her shoulders were still very red and swollen.

Xia Qiuran: "Let me apply some medicine for you; it might hurt a little."

"I'm not afraid of pain, thank you, Dr. Xia," Meng Shujuan replied, bowing her head.

Aunt Lü, who was watching from the side, also felt very uncomfortable.

"Good heavens! No wonder you carried your mother so easily the other day. Turns out you do this kind of heavy lifting every day. This is not something a girl should do."

"Why don't you report them to the police or contact the labor union after they treated you like this?"

Meng Shujuan: "We went, but it was no use. The factory leaders said it was a normal job transfer, the police don't care about these things, and the union doesn't want to cause trouble."

"They're all heartless! They don't even spare a clumsy little girl!" Aunt Lü slapped her thigh in anger.

"I remember there was a rule in the factory regulations that if someone is disabled on duty, the factory is obligated to arrange for the worker to do some work within their capabilities. If this is violated, you can file a complaint with the Industrial Bureau." Xia Qiuran thought of a similar incident that happened at Zhao Feng's factory in her previous life. In the end, the factory manager was scared off and was given a lot of compensation.

Meng Shujuan wiped away her tears and said softly, "I'm afraid that if I make a scene, I'll lose my job. My mother isn't in good health, and my family is completely dependent on my salary."

Xia Qiuran sighed silently, "Forget it, let's not talk about the future. With this arm injury, you won't be able to do any heavy work for the next week. Go to the hospital later and get a diagnosis. Once you have a diagnosis, even the factory manager can't force you to work."

"What I just said wasn't meant to upset the team leader. These are joint plasters and whitening cream. I get a five-cent commission for each plaster. If you're willing, you can take them and sell them first. I'll give you a commission if you sell them. If you can't sell them, you can return them to me. There's no pressure."

Meng Shujuan had used Xia Qiuran's ointment before, and it was indeed very effective. She had also heard the women in the factory often mention the whitening cream, and she was sure it would sell well if it were sold in the factory.

"Thank you, Dr. Xia. I'll go home and get the money, and leave you a deposit." Meng Shujuan stood up, bowed to Xia Qiuran, and said sincerely.

Xia Qiuran smiled and said, "What deposit do you need? You work here, you can't just run away."

"That's right, since we helped you, we naturally trust you," Aunt Lü continued.

"Thank you, thank you, I'll go sell them now." Meng Shujuan was so excited that she was almost incoherent. She couldn't miss such a good opportunity to make money.

"Why don't you rest for a day? Your arm..." Xia Qiuran reminded her with some concern.

"It's nothing, this little injury is nothing." Meng Shujuan waved her hand, took the ointment and walked towards the staff rest area, as if afraid that Xia Qiuran would change her mind.

The textile factory's assembly line takes a 15-minute break every two hours.

Meng Shujuan went directly to the most beautiful woman in the factory, who was recognized as the most beautiful woman there. When the woman saw Meng Shujuan sitting next to her, she initially moved away rather disdainfully.

Meng Shujuan wasn't angry at all. She smiled and said, "The second prettiest girl in our factory has already bought whitening cream. I'm afraid you won't be able to keep your position as the most beautiful girl."

"What nonsense are you talking about? What you look like is determined at birth." A hint of anger surfaced in the woman's eyes.

Meng Shujuan wasn't in a hurry and calmly continued, "Xiaomin's natural features are quite good, she's just a bit dark-skinned. This whitening cream is perfect for removing dark skin. I heard the factory manager's son is coming to our factory soon. Since you're not proactive, this opportunity will have to be given to someone else." After saying this, she got up and was about to leave.

The woman blinked her eyes from side to side.

"Wait." Sure enough, she called out to Meng Shujuan after she had only taken a couple of steps.

He bought twenty packs on the spot.

Meng Shujuan was stunned when she received the money. Was she really going to such lengths to become beautiful? It was a whole ten-yuan bill, enough for her family's food expenses for a month.

Meng Shujuan calculated that she could earn one yuan from this order. Her monthly salary was only 32 yuan, and she never expected to earn a day's wages in such a short time.

Meng Shujuan instantly became even more motivated.

She knew all about what was going on in the factory. It's true what they say, where there are many women, there are many troubles.

Meng Shujuan used these factors—who were rivals in love, who had a crush on whom, and who wanted to climb the social ladder—to persuade them one by one, with a success rate of almost 100%.

In no time, the entire basket of whitening cream was sold out.

"I didn't expect you to be so capable, girl." After returning, Aunt Lü said, looking at the empty bamboo basket.

Xia Qiuran counted the remaining ointments and found that all the beauty cream was gone. It seems that women's money is the easiest to earn.

"Comrade Xiao Meng, you just sold a total of 80 beauty creams and 10 arthritis plasters. Your commission is 4.5 yuan. Here you go."

Meng Shujuan carefully took the money Xia Qiuran handed her, her mouth agape in disbelief. Even with it in her hand, she asked, "You really gave it all to me?"

Xia Qiuran: "Of course, isn't that what we agreed on?"

"They're all yours, so hurry up and put them away. We'll go home and get some more goods. You should also go to the hospital to get your arm checked and get a doctor's certificate," Aunt Lü instructed from the side.

"Meng Shujuan".

Before Meng Shujuan could recover from the joy of making money, the long-faced team leader roared from behind her again.

"What are you doing? You're not working during the workday and you're selling goods on your own. I think you don't want to work here anymore."

The long-faced team leader walked in and saw that there wasn't a single beauty cream left in the basket. His chest heaved violently, and he stared with wide eyes, wishing he could strangle the person in front of him.

Meng Shujuan put the money away, slowly turned her head to look directly at the long-faced team leader, her eyes seemingly filled with suppressed anger.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you trying to get yourself killed?" The long-faced group felt a chill run down their spines and roared again.

Meng Shujuan looked directly at him, no longer as timid as before. "Team leader, I just injured my arm because of your mistake. I need to go to the hospital for a check-up now. I'm afraid I won't be able to work for the next two weeks."

"Bullshit, you think you're injured just because you wrapped a piece of cloth around your arm? If you dare go to the hospital today, I'll go to the director right now and tell him you're skipping work without permission. You don't need to come here anymore." Seeing that Meng Shujuan dared to resist, the long-faced team leader became even angrier and started swearing.

"Great, I was just about to go see the director anyway, let's go together. I wonder how the director will explain this to you when he finds out you've caused the factory another loss." Meng Shujuan looked at her injured arm and sneered. Once the diagnosis was issued, it would mean the factory would have to support her for free for a while, and the director would naturally not let the culprit who caused all this go unpunished.