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Wang Yingxue was stunned for a moment, unsure how to explain it to her mother.

While it's called a document, and there is indeed work involved in writing, organizing, and reporting, she knows this job is not simple and cannot be done by just anyone.

Ye Wenxi trusted her, which is why he entrusted her with such an important task.

"It can't be called paperwork. Wenxi said it's called management data, which is used to submit reports to the military region and calculate some key information to help her make management decisions. Actually, I didn't quite understand it at first, but it's very important." A glint of light flashed in Wang Yingxue's eyes.

"Take this survey questionnaire for example. Look how clever Wenxi is. Through this, she can find out what kind of people our clients are, and then find their circles to promote our products."

"You didn't know, did you? Since we started targeted advertising, our order volume has doubled."

Wang Yingxue spoke enthusiastically, her expression showing a hint of excitement.

"The reports and data that Wenxi asked me to prepare are all related to this. I've heard that a single piece of data can change a decision, and a single decision can influence the entire direction."

Han Yulan was completely confused. She didn't understand what management data, questionnaires, or decision-making were. But she did understand one thing: this was a very important task.

"Such an important task was assigned to you? Aren't you not a full-time employee yet?" Han Yulan asked in confusion.

"I asked Wenxi the same question," Wang Yingxue said, her voice tinged with a mix of shyness and pride. "She said I'm not a full-time employee because of the current special circumstances, not because I lack ability. She recognizes my abilities and welcomes me to join anytime."

Han Yulan: "What about sewing? Are you still doing it?"

"I have to do it. Wenxi said that everyone in management has to start with the basics. Besides sewing, I also need to learn design. I can't just write reports; I have to understand the specific business."

Han Yulan let out a long "Oh—".

She was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "Xiaoxue, don't worry about your mother, go and work full-time with them."

Wang Yingxue raised her head.

"I saw it before; someone was recruiting caregivers at the mutual aid society. A few days ago, your Aunt Liu came to visit me, and I even asked her about it."

"I heard that Company Commander Zhang's mother used to be a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. She's definitely good at acupuncture and massage. If that doesn't work, let Yunxia help us make an appointment and ask her to come and take care of me. You can rest assured then."

"Mom..." Han Yulan wanted to continue, but was interrupted by Wang Yingxue.

"Can she give you a massage? Can she bathe you like I do? Can she cook you meals that suit your taste?" Wang Yingxue's voice became a little urgent. "Your current illness can't be treated with just massages; you need wholehearted and meticulous care."

Wang Yingxue paused for a moment, then softened her voice: "Mom...it's alright. Look, I have work to do now, don't I? Although I don't get a formal salary, Wenxi occasionally gives me temporary wages. Plus our pensions, life is much better than before."

"Xiaoxue, you can't hide anything from your mother," Han Yulan suddenly said. "Mom knows, Mom can see that you genuinely like this job."

"They want you and are willing to nurture you. It's just that you... you've been trapped here by your mother."

"Do you know how painful this is for Mom? My heart aches for you, my daughter."

What Han Yulan said was true. For Wang Yingxue, this was not just a job; it was her life slowly coming back to life.

Wang Yingxue did every job at the garment company seriously, immersively, and diligently.

She never imagined that she could do this kind of work, doing data analysis and writing reports, which are management and production reports for the entire military region.

Every time she does these things, the sense of accomplishment and value that comes from her work makes her feel that her wounded heart and soul are being soothed and filled little by little.

It was as if those densely packed numbers and tables weren't work, but medicine, applied to her most painful spot.

How could Han Yulan, as a mother, not see it?

Her daughter had suffered so much. She had finally found what her heart desired, and she really hoped that her daughter could embrace it more freely, instead of being trapped in this room and unable to leave.

"Xiaoxue..." Han Yulan wanted to continue persuading her, but Wang Yingxue interrupted her.

"Let's talk about it later. After you've recovered a bit more." Wang Yingxue lowered her head, continuing to scribble on the paper, no longer discussing the topic.

"Mom, I heard that a film crew from our military region came to shoot a movie. Aunt Lang saw them at noon and even saw the actresses..." Wang Yingxue put down her pen and turned to Han Yulan, speaking cheerfully.

"Really?" Han Yulan replied, following her words.

"Hmm, I wonder what they're filming. They might need extras. If I could get selected and have a cameo in a movie, I wouldn't even dare to dream of it." Wang Yingxue smiled more and spoke in a light tone.

The mother and daughter chatted about this topic for a while, and the atmosphere in the room became much more relaxed.

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The three-story building on the east side of the military compound was temporarily assigned to the filming crew of "Heroines".

The first-floor conference room has been converted into headquarters. Scripts, storyboards, and script supervisor sheets are spread out on the long table, several telephones are placed side by side, and thermos flasks and enamel mugs are stacked next to them.

A shooting schedule was posted on the wall, covered with dense red and blue pencil marks. Two script supervisors sat at typewriters, heads down, working on their scripts.

Several temporary offices were partitioned off on the second floor. One office was for the director and one for the producer, with notes posted on their doors.

The assistant director and costume team used a large room as their office, with props and scripts piled on the desk and several costumes hanging on the wall. At the end of the corridor was the dressing room, with mirrors taped to the wall and makeup cases open.

The third floor was converted into temporary dormitories, with producers and directors living in separate rooms, and the rest of the men and women living in bunk beds.

Li Qiming had just finished a shoot when he stood up from the monitor and gave the actress a few instructions: "Tone down the emotion in that last take a bit more, don't overdo it. Let's do a close-up later."

"Let's take a break. We'll go to the next scene in half an hour. I need to talk to the producer about something."

The actress nodded, and her assistant handed Li Qiming a towel, which he waved off and turned to walk into the building.

Li Qiming strode to the production office door and knocked twice.

dong dong dong——!

"Please come in." A female voice came from inside.

Li Qiming pushed open the door and walked in with a smile: "Great news! Great news!"

"What's making you so happy?" Song Xiaotang put down the shooting budget sheet in her hand and looked at Li Qiming with a smile.

"You know Wenxi Clothing Company, right?" Li Qiming pulled over a chair and leaned closer to say.

"I know it. It's run by the military region's family affairs office. I've even bought clothes from them before," Song Xiaotang said, crossing her arms and leaning back in her chair.

"Really? I've seen their clothes too, they're very innovative and ahead of their time." Li Qiming sat down in the chair and leaned forward.

"Just now, when Xiao Zhang and I were filming downstairs, the head of the clothing company approached us and said they were willing to sponsor all the actors' everyday clothes."

"Proactive sponsorship? That's rare. We're usually the ones going to big companies for sponsorships. This is the first time I've seen an individual proactively approach us." Song Xiaotang's eyes lit up, and she nodded softly, "This person in charge has ideas."

"That's right," Li Qiming said with a smile. "I agreed on the spot."

"What conditions did she propose?" Song Xiaotang asked.

Li Qiming: "Not yet. They said they're willing to cooperate with the production team's needs and asked us to go to the clothing store tomorrow afternoon. Shall we go take a look?"

"Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow afternoon." Song Xiaotang picked up the notebook on the table and made a note in it.