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Upon hearing Lang Yuqin's words, Ye Wenxi remembered that a film crew had indeed discussed filming locations with the publicity department before, and he didn't expect filming to start so soon.

"Come on, let's eat first. After we finish eating, let's go join the fun," Ye Wenxi called out to everyone.

Several people helped Lang Yuqin unload things from the tricycle. Previously, Lang Yuqin had to bring her own bowls and chopsticks, but now with more and more people, she can't manage to bring them all.

So Ye Wenxi bought a storage cabinet specifically for storing these tableware, water cups, and thermos flasks. She could wash them right there after eating. After two months of renovations, the warehouse environment has gradually come to meet some of the needs of office and living spaces.

A well was dug next to the warehouse, and a row of cement-lined water troughs were connected to it.

The sink is divided into two rows. The left side is the rough washing area with two faucets, which are used to wash rags and mops. Wastewater is discharged directly into the sewer.

On the right is the washing area, with multiple faucets for people to wash their hands and dishes.

A new outdoor toilet has been built next to the warehouse. It has blue brick walls, cement plaster, and a roof covered with neat machine-made red tiles. It has two wooden doors with louvers, labeled "Male" and "Female" respectively.

At Ye Wenxi's request, there are twice as many stalls for women as for men, so they no longer have to walk far.

The bathroom features a modern flush toilet, which is much cleaner than a traditional dry toilet.

The lower half of the wall was covered with white ceramic tiles, while the upper half was painted with white plaster. The floor was polished cement, making it neither slippery nor rough.

The three squat toilets are all ceramic squat toilets, divided into small cubicles, each with a wooden door. A metal water tank hangs overhead; pulling the rope flushes the toilet.

A small ventilation window was left in the corner of the wall, and thanks to Shen Qiumei's diligence, there was no standing water or stains on the ground, and no unpleasant odor could be smelled.

Lang Yuqin carried stacks of aluminum lunchboxes out of the locker; some people brought their own food, while others used the company's. More than twenty people lined up at the long table with their lunchboxes, waiting to get their food.

At the very back of the warehouse, near the back door, Ye Wenxi had the logistics department set up a small meeting room. They usually discussed accounts, confidential matters, or things that couldn't be said in public, all in this relatively private space.

The menu has also been expanded, from the initial two vegetarian dishes and one meat dish to four vegetarian dishes and two meat dishes.

Ye Wenxi carried her lunchbox and lined up with everyone else. When it was her turn, she glanced at the dishes: braised pork belly with pickled cabbage and glass noodles, stir-fried pork slices, cold potato salad, cucumber and scrambled eggs, stir-fried mixed vegetables, and home-style tofu.

She only ordered two vegetarian dishes and a little rice, then sat down next to Wang Yingxue.

"Xiaoxue, how is your mother's health recovering lately?" Ye Wenxi asked casually, picking up a bite of food.

Wang Yingxue put down her chopsticks and lowered her voice: "It's alright. The doctor said the recovery is faster than expected, but she still needs to do rehabilitation exercises every day. My mom can sit up by herself now."

Wang Yingxue's mother suffered a stroke a while ago and almost didn't make it. It was the clothing company that raised money to pull her back from the brink of death.

Ye Wenxi donated the most, and others also donated a lot. Everyone felt sorry for this young girl's difficult life and wanted to help her.

Fortunately, he survived, but he was left with serious aftereffects and is almost unable to take care of himself, requiring daily rehabilitation.

Wang Yingxue is quick-witted and efficient; she is a trustworthy girl.

Ye Wenxi had always wanted to train her, to guide her towards becoming an assistant, to do data analysis, to oversee implementation, and to help push management ideas down layer by layer.

Compared to simply acquiring sewing skills, this broadens horizons, expands thinking, and allows for greater learning.

Wang Yingxue can only squeeze out time in fragments now, frequently running between home and the venue, so the matter of getting a permanent position has been put on hold.

She was anxious, but she didn't say it.

"Tell me if you need anything, don't bear it all alone," Ye Wenxi said gently to her.

Wang Yingxue gave a soft "hmm".

Fate was unfair to Wang Yingxue. Her husband had just sacrificed his life, and she had not yet recovered from the pain of losing him when her mother collapsed.

The successive blows brought her to the brink of collapse several times, but each time she couldn't hold on any longer, she had to force herself to get up. Her mother lay in bed, waiting for her to bring her water and medicine, waiting for her to help her to do rehabilitation. If she collapsed, this family would truly fall apart.

Actually, she did have other options. She could hire someone to take care of her mother while she focused on her work, earning enough to cover the cost of the job.

But she couldn't bring herself to say it. She couldn't tell her mother, "Mom, I don't have time to take care of you. I want to go back to work."

The words stuck in her throat, unable to be uttered. It wasn't that she was afraid her mother would disagree; it was that she couldn't get over this hurdle herself. Her husband was already gone, and if anything happened to her mother, she would never be able to forgive herself for the rest of her life.

Wang Yingxue pulled a report from a folder and handed it to Ye Wenxi: "Wenxi, take a look and see if this is okay?"

Ye Wenxi took it and turned two pages.

This is a monthly operational management report of the garment company, to be submitted to the military region for "upward management."

The above lists the operating data for this month, including sales, profit, inventory turnover, and the implementation status of management standards.

The data looks good, trending upwards, but what she really wants to convey is hidden beneath these impressive numbers.

For example, in the recruitment progress column, it says that 50% was completed last week, and it's still 50% complete this week.

A small red star was drawn next to it, and the words "Slow Progress" were marked. It didn't take up much space, but it was eye-catching.

Wenxi Garment Company was established in the military region. Due to the special nature of the location, it was impossible to recruit workers openly to the public.

At the same time, as a joint military-civilian enterprise, most of the employees must be military dependents. This is a prerequisite for cooperation and a major challenge.

However, she had already screened out most of the skilled and capable people in the military region.

The recruitment process has changed from a situation where everyone was scrambling for positions to a situation where positions are waiting for people.

Since the source is blocked, we have to dig a new channel ourselves. Ye Wenxi wants to do skills training, run his own classes, and generate his own revenue. That requires a venue and teachers.

Teachers cannot be drawn from the existing staff; we are already short-staffed, and each teacher we draw will be one less. We must recruit specially.

However, some specialized positions, such as design roles, cannot be found within the military region. Future development will require a diverse range of positions, and it's impossible to rely solely on finding openings within the military compound.

Since we're recruiting from outside, we need to solve the accommodation problem.

Recruiting, training, expanding facilities, and building dormitories—everything needs a reason. This little red star is the beginning of that reason.

She didn't complain to the military region about "being short-staffed" or "unable to recruit." The data was there, the red stars were there, and those who read the report would understand.

She is used to preparing in advance for everything, and she doesn't wait until things are desperate before she calls for help. However, she is also very tactful and knows how to simmer things slowly, which is the most comfortable and also increases the success rate.

Ye Wenxi and Wang Yingxue chatted for a while longer, and Ye Wenxi pointed out a few places that needed to be modified.

Ye Wenxi: "Xiaoxue, go back quickly, your mother is still waiting for you."

Wang Yingxue: "Okay, I'll show it to you after I've finished revising it."

Wang Yingxue: "I've already compiled part of the summary of the last survey questionnaire, but I'm still missing a little bit. I'll bring it to you before I leave work tonight."

Ye Wenxi: "Okay, thank you for your hard work. Xiaoxue, go ahead."

People finished their lunch and packed up their things.

Ding Jiahe rushed in from outside, her voice preceding her arrival: "Did you know? There's a movie being filmed outside!"

Ye Wenxi chuckled: "We all know, and we were just about to go see it."

"Hehe, there's something you definitely don't know." Ding Jiahe put her hands on her hips, a big smile on her face.

"What's up?" Ye Wenxi asked.

"They talked to me and said they want me to play a role!" Ding Jiahe gestured excitedly.

The moment he finished speaking, the office erupted in chaos.

"ah--?!"

"What?!"

"Really?!"