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

Ye Wenxi returned to his desk, glanced at the time—it was past eight. The leaders should already be at work.

She leaned over her desk, her fingers tapping lightly on the surface, her mind racing with calculations.

Who should be invited to participate in this public appraisal?

We definitely need to invite Director Huang from the Political Department; he represents the neutral party, and his presence lends credibility to the matter. But he alone isn't enough.

The person she needs must have two identities: appearing neutral while also being on her side.

It's not about asking them to be biased, but about ensuring they can distinguish right from wrong at crucial moments.

The first person she thought of was Section Chief Chen from the Logistics Department.

Section Chief Chen interacted with her the most, and always took good care of her, both in public and in private. This was partly because he had some family ties with Lu Weiguo, and partly because he greatly admired Ye Wenxi's work style.

Ye Wenxi never bothers others with many things. She handles things herself without asking, and solves problems on her own without using connections. This approach inspires confidence and makes people willing to help her.

For the third person, Ye Wenxi thought of Zhou Xuchen.

She first dialed the phone number of Director Huang of the Political Department.

"Hello, is this Director Huang? I'm Ye Wenxi from Wenxi Garment Company."

Director Huang's voice came through the phone very quickly.

"Director Huang, hello! I'm so sorry, I wasn't there the other day and you had to make two unnecessary trips. As soon as I got back today, Xiao Lan told me about it, and I feel really bad about it."

After Director Huang said something, the two exchanged a few polite words.

Ye Wenxi then spoke sincerely, with an air of apology:

"I should have visited you today, but it would have been too presumptuous not to make an appointment beforehand. How about this? Tomorrow morning, would that be convenient for you? I would like to formally invite you to come to the garment company to provide guidance."

What did the director say on the other end of the phone?

"Okay, okay, that's settled then. I'll be waiting for you at 9 a.m. tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Wenxi called Section Chief Chen of the Logistics Department again.

Section Chief Chen readily agreed.

Afterwards, Ye Wenxi dialed Zhou Xuchen's office.

"Hello, who is this?" Zhou Xuchen's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, Director Zhou, this is Ye Wenxi. Is now a convenient time?"

Zhou Xuchen covered the microphone and whispered to a colleague in front of him, "I have something to do right now, I'll talk to you later."

The colleague nodded, got up, and left his office.

"Hello, Comrade Ye, what is it?"

Ye Wenxi briefly explained the current situation to Zhou Xuchen.

"So tomorrow morning, I will invite several third-party leaders to come and conduct an on-site assessment with us. Would it be convenient for you to come and give us some guidance and suggestions?" Ye Wenxi said truthfully.

"I have no problem, I'm free tomorrow morning," Zhou Xuchen replied readily.

He paused, then asked:

"But Comrade Ye, will you be doing a more detailed analysis later?"

Ye Wenxi smiled knowingly:

"That's right, I plan to organize some of our internal technicians in a little while to analyze the packages that have already been opened."

"Do you need my support?"

Ye Wenxi was taken aback for a moment: "Director Zhou, aren't you busy today?"

"Oh, it's alright, it's alright." Zhou Xuchen smiled.

Ye Wenxi thought for a moment, then took the opportunity to invite him:

"Hey Director Zhou, if it's convenient for you, I'd like to treat you to dinner tonight. I've been meaning to invite you since I came back last time, but I haven't gotten around to it. Do you have time tonight?"

"Sure, sure," Zhou Xuchen quickly agreed.

"Okay, then come directly to our garment factory after get off work tonight. We now have a full-time chef who cooks very well," Ye Wenxi said with a smile. "Director Zhou, is there anything you like to eat? Please feel free to order. Our chef is a veteran chef who has worked in state-run hotels for decades."

Ye Wenxi spoke in a light tone, with a hint of smugness.

"I'm fine with anything, I'm not picky about food," Zhou Xuchen said gently.

"Okay, then I'll see how to arrange it tonight."

"Okay, see you tonight," Zhou Xuchen replied, a hint of a smile in his voice.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Wenxi looked up at the office area.

Wang Yingxue was sitting next to a technician, learning a craft from her. The technician was operating the sewing machine while explaining to her, and Wang Yingxue listened attentively, nodding frequently.

Ye Wenxi walked over.

"Yingxue," she called softly.

Wang Yingxue looked up, saw it was her, and quickly stood up:

"Wenxi, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Oh, no need, no need," Ye Wenxi said with a smile, waving her hand.

She noticed this when she arrived this morning; Wang Yingxue had already cleaned the entire place spotlessly.

Although she hadn't been back for many days, everything on the table, the chair, and around her was spotless.

Looking at the mannequins and shelves, they were all polished to a shine, without a speck of dust.

The miscellaneous items that were originally scattered at the back of the warehouse have been cleared out, and the goods have been neatly stacked.

"Can I take a look?" Ye Wenxi pointed to the notebook in her hand.

"Oh, of course." Wang Yingxue quickly handed over the notebook.

Ye Wenxi opened the notebook, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned up.

This is not a study notebook.

This is a collection of questions, written down by Wang Yingxue based on her observations, noting down everything she didn't understand, couldn't figure out, or was curious about.

It records the problems she encountered while observing the technicians' operations, the questions she had when seeing the fabric pieces being cut, and even some details that were unrelated to sewing but closely related to her work.

For example, one page asked: "How should you respond to customer complaints?"

Next to it, written in neat handwriting:

Xiaolan said, "Listen to what the other person has to say first, don't rush to explain. Wait until they finish speaking before asking, 'Do you think this is okay?'"

Many questions arise from everyday life. And behind each question lies the answer she found.

Some she learned by asking, some by reading, and some by trying them out herself.

As Ye Wenxi flipped through the pages, she suddenly came across a page with a sketch of a garment on it, surrounded by densely written text.

"Why does this collar always sew crooked when I try to sew it?"

The following text, written in red pen, reads: "Master Li said that the collar and neckline should be aligned at the points, first fix the middle, and then sew to both sides."

Below that, there was another line of smaller print: "I tried it myself, and it really doesn't tilt anymore. I'm so happy (*^▽^*)."

Ye Wenxi couldn't help but laugh when he saw the last two words.

She looked up at the slightly nervous girl in front of her.

"Yingxue, how long have you been keeping this notebook?"

Wang Yingxue lowered her head, a little embarrassed: "I've been keeping track of it since... since the first day I came here."

"Every day?"

"Yes, every day. Whenever I see something I don't understand, I write it down."

Ye Wenxi looked at her, and her heart suddenly softened.

She recalled the first time she met Wang Yingxue, when she said, "I don't need a salary, just lend me a sewing machine."

At that time, she thought he was a desperate person seeking an opportunity.

Now it seems she underestimated her.

Wang Yingxue not only possesses an indomitable spirit, but she is also like a silent climber.

She doesn't just want to stand firm; she wants to climb higher and farther.

Without a ladder, he used a notebook to elevate himself inch by inch from the dust.

"These are all issues you've observed, right?" Ye Wenxi waved the notebook in her hand.

"Yes, that's right. I don't know anything, and I have a lot of questions, so I can't keep bothering everyone with questions."

Wang Yingxue paused, then explained:

"I thought I'd write it down so I could ask them when someone has time."

Ye Wenxi looked at her admiringly and smiled. "Yingxue."

"Um?"

Ye Wenxi handed her the notebook: "Starting tomorrow, you won't have to do cleaning anymore."