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

In Wang Yingxue's opinion, she should have reported it to the police as soon as she received the first fake document. She doesn't understand why she waited until today.

After hearing this, Ye Wenxi laughed instead.

There was no blame in that smile, but rather a hint of appreciation.

"Because if you call the police now, they can arrest a few people, but those people can just move to another place, change their name, and continue doing the same thing after they get out."

She turned her head and looked at Wang Yingxue:

"What we want is not just to win this battle, but to build momentum and establish our authority."

"We want the military region, the light industry bureau, the textile factories, and all consumers to stand on our side."

"To protect and safeguard us."

"But before that, I need to do more thorough preparation. So it's not that I'm not taking action to arrest people, it's just that the time hasn't come yet."

Everyone vaguely felt that the logic was sound, but... wasn't it a bit too ambitious?

In their view, if one person causes trouble, they'll arrest one; if two people cause trouble, they'll arrest two. Once the police accept the case, the matter will naturally be resolved.

What they couldn't have imagined was how much effort the garment company would have to put in to follow up, and how much time they would have to spend outsmarting those people.

Moreover, this is not the most serious issue.

If you play with them, they will grow; if you wear them down, they will accumulate experience and come up with more cunning tricks.

The more you get entangled with them and engage in petty squabbles, the more you help them "level up".

Therefore, Ye Wenxi has always adhered to his work attitude: either don't take action, or when he does, eliminate all threats completely.

She wanted to kill them completely before they were even prepared, so that they would never be able to rise again.

Ye Wenxi told them her thoughts.

Wang Yingxue's mouth was open, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Can we get the military region and the Light Industry Bureau to back us up?

Will they listen if we ask the factories and consumers to support us?

She couldn't even imagine how this could be done to that extent.

She couldn't believe that a woman could have such ambition.

But no one raised any further questions.

They all chose to believe in Ye Wenxi, after all, it was already almost impossible for her to lead everyone to where they are today.

"Yingxue, you guys go ahead and get busy. Yunxia and I will chat about something else," Ye Wenxi said to the group.

Wang Yingxue and the others packed their things and left.

After that, she and Zhang Yunxia began to discuss their future sales plans at the department store.

"I want to take advantage of this trade fair to showcase our anti-counterfeiting labels and promote our brand in the market," Ye Wenxi said, pulling out several documents and design drafts from her bag.

"These are the rules I designed for product labeling and unique shipping serial numbers."

"Product markings? What else...?" Zhang Yunxia was completely bewildered.

"Let's talk about the product label first. It's just a pattern that lets consumers know it's our product as soon as they see it," Ye Wenxi said, handing the label she designed to Zhang Yunxia.

The reason it wasn't called a "trademark" is because Yeh Wen-hsi specifically consulted the authorities and found that the country has not yet opened up trademark registration for enterprises at this time, so she cannot apply for one yet.

So she'll use a simple and easy-to-understand term first, and then register when the relevant policies are released.

Zhang Yunxia flipped open the drawing and saw this pattern.

It was a plain floral wreath made of three pairs of clasped wrists, with light pink ribbons winding along the curves of the arms, firmly binding the six slender hands into a gentle circle.

Pink roses, white plum blossoms, and daisies are layered on the ribbon, with tender green leaves peeking out from between the flowers, filling the blank space on the wrist neatly without being messy.

At the very center of the wreath are a pair of cursive letters, WX.

The W on the left stretches out with an elegant curve, while the X on the right is even more ingenious. Its slanted stroke is replaced by a bright silver hand needle, with a strand of light brown cotton thread attached to the end of the needle.

The outlines of hands and flowers are faintly visible along the edge of the wreath, and the needle embedded in the letter adds a touch of delicacy and craftsmanship to the whole picture.

Zhang Yunxia's hand is frozen in the pose of flipping through the sketch.

As she looked at the icon surrounded by intertwined hands and flowers, her eyes gradually reddened.

She looked up at Ye Wenxi, her lips slightly pursed, as if she wanted to both cry and laugh.

"What are you doing?" Ye Wenxi looked at her expression and patted her on the shoulder, both amused and exasperated.

"Why did you make me cry from how ugly you are?" Ye Wenxi joked with her with a smile.

"You...it would have looked better if you had just drawn a wreath, or piled flowers on top of the two characters," Zhang Yunxia said, her voice trembling slightly. "You had to add a circle of intertwined hands."

She looked down at the product label and couldn't help but shed tears.

This icon perfectly describes Ye Wenxi. She clearly had better options, to fly higher, without having to care about these old, stupid, and outdated people.

But she refused.

Just like under that circle of flowers, it would be more aesthetically pleasing to not draw those intertwined arms.

She insisted on painting, insisting on embedding those hands into the wreath.

Ye Wenxi smiled softly, reached out to wipe away Zhang Yunxia's tears, and said gently:

"Sister Yunxia, ​​actually, the hands are the main focus; the flowers are just embellishments. I think these hands supporting each other are more beautiful than those easily withered flowers!"

These were Ye Wenxi's thoughts and feelings that she had kept hidden in her heart for a very long time.

Since arriving in this unfamiliar era and stumbling along the way, she has increasingly wanted more women to know:

A woman's hands possess boundless power.

Although they have been touched by flour, wielded needles and thread, and wiped away tears, they can still embroider beautiful patterns, lift each other up, and head towards their own vast starry sky, writing their own magnificent chapters.

"Don't forget, our goal is to expand nationwide!" Ye Wenxi grabbed Zhang Yunxia's hand.

"I couldn't have done it without you all," she said earnestly.

Zhang Yunxia also gripped her hand tightly. The two slender hands were clasped together, much like the clasped hands beneath the flower wreath.

"Alright, it's just a product label, don't make it sound like a wedding vow." Ye Wenxi laughed and let go. "I'll continue."

She took out another document with a table drawn on it, containing a string of coding rules, six digits, arranged in three neat columns.

"I've already asked the logistics department to purchase safes for us. This will be the only top-secret document that's put in the safe!" Ye Wenxi pointed to the paper with his finger, his tone becoming solemn.

This is a unique outbound code. The first two digits are the product category number, the middle two digits are the date, and the last two digits are a random code.

The random codes are generated regularly in batches by Ye Wenxi himself and recorded on another backup, which is kept in a safe along with important documents such as the customer list.

In this way, every garment made by the clothing company has a unique production number, but the real key is the rule that Ye Wenxi didn't write down.

She told Zhang Yunxia her thoughts directly.

"Needling technique?" Zhang Yunxia asked her to confirm.

"Yes. I'm not an expert in this, but I believe you and Aunt Li can design the needlework rules." Ye Wenxi nodded. "In other words, even if someone outside can counterfeit our logo or even our code, they can recognize it at a glance by carefully examining the needlework."

"Product identification is printed on packaging, after-sales instructions, and brochures. But the unique outbound code must be hand-embroidered onto the label using special fabric and sewn into the garment."

"Is it alright, Sister Yunxia?" Ye Wenxi leaned closer and said to Zhang Yunxia with a smile.

"Don't worry! Leave it to us!" Zhang Yunxia slammed her hand on the table, responding decisively.

Ye Wenxi chuckled, a smile playing on her lips.

"See! I told you we couldn't do without you guys."

"Hahahaha..." The two looked at each other and burst out laughing at the same time.