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

Time quickly passed and it was already late January.

Ye Wenxi's days remain full.

The garment factory has added three more helpers, all of whom are quick and efficient women from the family compound.

When people arrive, the rules and procedures must be clearly explained.

Every time someone comes, she has to go through the whole process from beginning to end, explaining how to do the work and how to hand it over after it's finished.

Just explaining all of this would take half a day.

That morning, after seeing off one of the helpers, the house became quiet.

Ye Wenxi rubbed her aching neck and looked up at the corner of the desk.

There was a brand new Seagull camera sitting there.

Black leather casing, with shiny metal parts.

This is Lu Weidong's award for a second-class merit.

It was supposed to be a sewing machine, but since we already had one at home, he went to the logistics department to discuss it and got this one instead. We just got it back recently.

She turned her head again to look at the row of clothes racks by the wall.

Hanging above are more than a dozen samples she has made recently, for men and women, adults and children, all kinds of types.

She tapped the pen on the edge of the table.

With the initial scale and manpower in place, she decided to move on to the next step.

First, the internal management of the garment company needs to be standardized.

From training and task assignment to quality inspection and finished product acceptance, each step needs to be handled by someone, forming a clear process.

As the business expands in the future, it may involve more trivial matters such as after-sales service and order communication, which will require more systematic management.

Secondly, external publicity can be launched. Cameras are readily available, Ding Jiahe is the female model, and the military region can find plenty of male models.

She takes pictures of the finished clothes and posts them in newspapers or on building posters, believing that orders will gradually increase.

With things piling up, she definitely couldn't manage running back and forth on her own.

She needs someone who can truly help her share the burden, taking over the management and those trivial execution tasks.

This person needs to be a full-time employee, have enough focus, and preferably know a thing or two about the business.

Zhang Yunxia is a perfect candidate; she knows a lot about sewing, is efficient, and reliable.

However, she also manages a whole host of miscellaneous affairs at the military dependents' home. Having been so active there for so many years, it would be difficult for her to leave for a while.

Zhang Yunxia is only half an assistant right now, but once the photo shoot and promotional booths are set up and orders come in like snowflakes, there will definitely not be enough manpower.

At that time, both of them will be constantly on the move.

Where do we find the other "half"?

Thinking of this, Ye Wenxi felt a little annoyed, and tapped her pen on the table even faster.

She glanced up at the clock on the wall.

It's almost eleven o'clock.

She got up and started changing her clothes, picking herself up.

She has a lunch party today, and it's not a regular one.

The incident began a few days ago when Lu Weidong told her that Zhou Qiwen, the deputy commander of the military region, wanted to invite her to "have a casual meal and have a chat."

She started by asking the crucial question: "What are you going to talk about? What specific aspects does Deputy Commander Zhou want to know?"

Lu Weidong said that he guessed they were interested in mutual aid societies and garment companies.

But going deeper, he wasn't entirely clear about the leaders' attitudes or specific thoughts.

Ye Wenxi hesitated for a moment before giving his immediate reply.

She asked Lu Weidong to submit the application for the work site according to procedure.

She said, "Let's wait two days and see how this is handled."

Opportunities to have a meal face-to-face with Deputy Commander Zhou are extremely rare.

The fact that the other party brought it up is itself a positive sign.

This means that what she did caught the attention of those above.

This means opportunity, but it also means a clearer trade-off.

Before meeting, she needed to clarify:

What are the military region's possible demands? What can they offer? Where are the boundaries between them?

Ye Wenxi wouldn't waste such a rare opportunity.

She wanted to make sure she understood everything about this meal.

She wanted to make Deputy Commander Zhou, and relevant departments of the military region, truly see the value of the mutual aid society and the garment factory.

It not only solves the immediate livelihood problems of several military families, but also has a demonstrative effect and long-term significance.

What she wants to gain is substantial recognition and support, to clear some obstacles for the future development of this matter.

Lu Weidong submitted the report to the logistics department and received a response two days later.

The reply was brief, neither saying yes nor no.

He only mentioned, "We can talk in person first."

And so, things have turned out the way they are now.

Deputy Commander Zhou Qiwen, Chen Yuanchuan, the head of the logistics department, and cadres from the Military Dependents' Council Committee...

The group was invited to a private room in the cafeteria's small kitchen. Ostensibly it was a "casual meal," but in reality it was an informal meeting with unspoken understandings.

From beginning to end, the attitude from above has been very clear: caution.

This reflects both caution regarding the current new policies and trends, and also caution regarding Ye Wenxi as a person.

Throughout the entire process, they maintained a tight-lipped attitude, refusing to reveal their hand or their cards, and even deliberately obscured the nature of this meeting.

Ye Wenxi understood the intention behind this.

He simply wanted to probe her background.

We need to find out just how much real skill she has, and why she dares to ask for this, wanting both a place and mobilizing resources to revitalize the military dependents' home.

They wanted to see if Ye Wenxi was truly worthy of the organization's trust.

To this end, she did a lot of preparation beforehand.

The person sitting opposite him was not Lu Weidong, but a leader who truly held the power of speech and acted meticulously and steadily.

There are many puzzling aspects to her character.

An overly active mind, overly modern ideas, and knowledge and skills that seem to have appeared out of nowhere.

You only get one chance.

If you speak too confidently, you'll easily give yourself away; if you hide too much, you won't show your value.

She needs to be careful to maintain a proper balance.

She needs to show them that she can get things done, and also make them feel that entrusting this task to her is a safe bet.

Ye Wenxi put on the entire sample set from the clothing company.

The outermost garment was a light pink, modern Chinese-style cotton-padded jacket with a slanted front and wooden buttons, fitted at the waist.

She wore a beige polyester shirt underneath.

The collar is a slightly raised high collar with a circle of fine ruffles around the edge;

The sleeves are made into slightly puffed sleeves, but they are neatly gathered at the wrists and fastened with a small mother-of-pearl button.

She layered a light camel-colored short-sleeved V-neck sweater in the middle, the delicate wool texture softly clinging to her body, the V-neck just revealing the delicate ruffled collar of the shirt.

She wore a pair of off-white corduroy straight-leg pants, with the cuffs tapered by an inch to make her legs look long and straight.

This outfit exudes a gentle and demure charm, yet also reveals an exceptionally refreshing and crisp style.

Ye Wenxi carefully put away his design sketches, handwritten management regulations, and transaction records into his bag.

Even this bag was designed and sewn by her own hand.

This is a ladylike beige tote bag made of a cotton-linen blend fabric in the same color family. It features wooden buttons at the opening and a leather shoulder strap, making it both elegant and practical.

Ye Wenxi's appearance was like a piece of spring from the south being cut off and brought into the winter of this northern military camp.

Amidst the crowd of people in gray-blue and military green, she stood at the entrance of the cafeteria and became the most conspicuous figure.

She arrived a little early on purpose.

Just a few minutes after I stood still, a young military dependent I didn't recognize came over, his eyes filled with envy, and asked me in a low voice about the uniform.

Ye Wenxi smiled as she introduced the fabric and workmanship, and left her home address, saying that she could come anytime to take measurements and discuss details.

Seeing that there was a real chance of making a deal, the passersby became bolder.

Some inquired about the price, some were simply curious, and many more were simply admiring the serene beauty of the soldier.

This is the scene that Lu Weidong saw when he arrived.

His wife was surrounded by the crowd, patiently answering questions; her profile was warm and beautiful in the soft winter light.

His brows furrowed instinctively, and he quickened his pace, walking directly to Ye Wenxi's side.

Clang!

Stand at attention next to her.

He stood ramrod straight, his expression so indifferent that it was impossible to discern his emotions.

It stood there silently, yet its presence and sense of oppression were astonishingly strong.

Several people who wanted to come up and ask questions glanced at Lu Weidong and then quietly dispersed.

Ye Wenxi, who originally intended to create a lively atmosphere, was speechless.

She tilted her head slightly to the side, her lips barely moving, the sound escaping softly through her teeth:

"Stay away from me!"

"Just standing here, you'll scare everyone away!"

Lu Weidong: "..."

He touched his nose, took a few steps back, and his eyes remained fixed on the surrounding movements.