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

"Hang in there, everyone, just one more set." Ye Wenxi felt like these words were directed at her. Today's shoot was even more tiring than last time.

"Let's take a group photo of the four of you." She pointed to Lele and Fangfang, "Jiahe, you lead Fangfang, oh yes, the four of you huddle together, relax, and smile."

The four of them squeezed together, Lele holding Fangfang's hand, Fangfang tilting her head, and with a click, a relaxed group photo that looked like a "family of four" was taken in.

"OK, that concludes today's photoshoot. Thank you all for your hard work." Ye Wenxi let out a long sigh of relief and turned to Qin Tianyu, saying, "Comrade Qin, let's have dinner at our place tonight. I've had the chef prepare a few dishes. You can also pick out a men's suit that you like."

"Ah, no need for clothes, it's fine." Qin Tianyu hesitated for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Ding Jiahe, "Okay, then I'll just have dinner with you guys tonight."

"Ugh...it's really uncomfortable to have this stuff on your mouth all day." Ding Jiahe frowned, took out a handkerchief from her pocket, wiped off the lipstick, and then rubbed her lips with the back of her hand. This tomboy still wasn't used to wearing a full face of makeup.

"Xiao Lan, Lele and Fangfang, don't leave either. Let's have dinner together tonight," Ye Wenxi said, turning to Sun Xiaolan.

"Okay," Sun Xiaolan replied.

Several people dragged large bags and bundles back to the garment factory. Qin Tianyu approached Ding Jiahe and chatted as they walked, "Comrade Ding, I heard you were injured. How are you recovering?"

"Yeah, it's fine. Look, it's like nothing happened, isn't it?" Ding Jiahe swung her arms and took big strides.

"That's different. It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, so you'll have to take good care of yourself." Qin Tianyu said seriously, "Last year, one of our veterans in the cultural troupe practiced martial arts before his injury had fully healed, and he developed a chronic condition that aches whenever it's cloudy."

"Really?" Ding Jiahe turned to look at him, thinking to herself, "Don't I know better than you?"

"Really. Your injury was sustained for the country; it's a glorious injury, and you should cherish it even more." Qin Tianyu looked at her with respect in his eyes.

"I don't think I have anything to be proud of. I'm just the luckiest one." Ding Jiahe's voice turned somber, and the smile on her lips faded considerably.

Qin Tianyu was taken aback; it seemed he had said the wrong thing.

"I'm sorry, Comrade Ding."

"It's alright." Ding Jiahe waved her hand, quickened her pace, and walked ahead.

It was past closing time, and everyone in the office had left, leaving only one light on.

Lang Yuqin brought over six dishes, which took up half of the long table. Ye Wenxi raised her teacup to thank Qin Tianyu for his support and insisted on giving him a men's spring shirt.

Ye Wenxi: "Comrade Qin, after the photos are developed, you can choose a few to take back with you."

Qin Tianyu: "Is this okay?"

Yeh Wen-hsi: "There will be some unusable photos, for example, those with unsuitable expressions and lighting, which won't be used for promotional photos. You can take these."

Qin Tianyu: "Oh, thank you, Comrade Ye. Okay, I'll come see you again in a couple of days."

Qin Tianyu bid farewell to everyone, left the clothing company, and headed towards his dormitory.

Ye Wenxi didn't rush to leave; she packed up the clothes for today's photoshoot.

"Aren't you leaving?" Ding Jiahe leaned against the table, hands in her pockets, tilting her head to look at her.

"We still need to work on the exhibition and sales later." Ye Wenxi hung up a pair of men's trousers and turned to Ding Jiahe, "By the way, do you want to come with me?"

"Of course," Ding Jiahe reached for a piece of clothing and hung it up with her. "But I feel like it might not be enough for just the two of us."

"That probably isn't enough. I can't stay there all the time; I still have to go to the school and the Light Industry Bureau. You definitely can't manage on your own." Ye Wenxi finally looked up. "I was thinking of having Wang Yingxue come with us, but when I asked her today, she said her mother hasn't been feeling well lately and probably can't stay away for that long."

She gathered the materials on the table, aligned the paper corners with her fingers, and tapped the edge of the table with her pen.

"Oh. Sister Yunxia won't do either, and there's Xiangyang, and we also need to keep her in charge here." Ding Jiahe rested her chin on her hand.

"That's right," Ye Wenxi said.

"Aren't you going through interviews recently? Haven't you found a suitable one yet?" Ding Jiahe leaned forward.

"Sister Yunxia talked to a few today." Ye Wenxi sighed and hung up another item. "Helping with chores is no problem, but as soon as they hear that they have to leave for half a month, they all refuse. After all, most of them have elderly people and children to take care of at home, so they can't leave for that long."

"Hey, how about your Xiao He?" Ding Jiahe's eyes lit up. "If she's free, could she come over and lend a hand, and also get a feel for the market?"

"Hiss..." Ye Wenxi crossed her arms and started to ponder, wondering how this could have led her to this point.

Just as Ye Wenxi was struggling with this decision, she suddenly remembered Lu Weidong's words, "Trust me, I'll be with you all the way to the end."

Thinking of this, Ye Wenxi smiled slightly.

Alright, then let's go all out against the plot!

Ye Wenxi slammed her hand on the table. "I'll tell her!"

Ding Jiahe: "?"

Does this matter require a firm decision?

Ye Wenxi and Ding Jiahe didn't work overtime for long before Lu Weidong showed up and dragged Ye Wenxi home.

The next morning, Ye Wenxi went to the publicity department.

Director Wei remained very polite and willing to support. However, Ye Wenxi's requests this time were quite numerous. In addition to the four rolls of photos taken yesterday, she also wanted to print more than a dozen GG posters, as well as large promotional posters for the exhibition, similar to roll-up banners.

Even if the publicity department works as fast as they can, it will still take at least two days.

She felt embarrassed to go empty-handed, so she brought a few boxes of pastries that Li Yuejin had gotten from the food factory. After all, the propaganda department helped her without charging her, and she wasn't part of the military establishment. It would be embarrassing to keep bothering them.

Ye Wenxi placed the pastries and candies on the table, saying they were for everyone to share. Director Wei declined twice, but finally accepted them.

After leaving the publicity department, Ye Wenxi returned to the garment company and held a meeting with Ding Jiahe and Zhang Yunxia to discuss in detail the exhibition setup and sales plan.

"I think it would be best to answer the phone at the counter for convenience. Could we discuss this with the department store?" Ding Jiahe said.

"That's a good idea. I'll talk to the department store's marketing department and ask them to help us get in touch in advance." Ye Wenxi made a note in her notebook, then turned to Zhang Yunxia and asked, "How's the stock preparation going over there, Sister Yunxia?"

"The first batch has all been completed, about 120 finished products."

"That's still a bit too few." Ye Wenxi frowned. "Basically, there's only one piece of each style and size."

Ye Wenxi did not prepare too much stock in advance. The finished products prepared this time were non-custom-made items. He would see the specific market response and then make more production.

Zhang Yunxia flipped through the shipping records, "This is already our limit recently. Some people didn't even rest on the weekend. Based on the current skill level of the technicians and the complexity of the clothing, the average production capacity per person is about two pieces per day."

"Isn't the most time-consuming part cutting the fabric pieces?" Yeh Wen-hsi asked.

Zhang Yunxia: "Yes. Cutting fabric pieces is one part, but the main problem is that everyone is working on this for a while and then doing that for a while, which distracts them and makes it inefficient."

Ye Wenxi: "Then can we hire someone to cut the fabric pieces? That would save time."

"Sure. The requirements are lower than for a sewing technician, so it's easier to recruit people." Zhang Yunxia nodded.

"Okay. Sister Yunxia, ​​why don't you try recruiting one or two people these next few days?" Ye Wenxi said.

"However, in that case, the technicians' wages will have to be adjusted, since their workload of cutting fabric pieces will be reduced," Zhang Yunxia reminded them.

"I suggest evaluating based on time. The amount of money will decrease by the amount of time spent cutting fabric pieces." Ye Wenxi closed his notebook, glanced at the two of them, and said, "Let's agree on this for now, and discuss the specifics after we've hired the right people."

"Yunxia, ​​have you calculated the approximate profit for this project?" Ye Wenxi turned to look at Zhang Yunxia.

Zhang Yunxia flipped through the account book she had prepared, her finger sliding down the table line by line.

"The expenses are calculated based on the project you gave me. If sales are good, the total profit this time should be over 20,000."

Ye Wenxi nodded in satisfaction upon hearing the number.

"Okay, let's work towards that goal."