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Ye Wenxi's eyes lit up as she looked at Wang Xiaoling: "Actually, there are many talented people in our compound, you know?"

Ye Wenxi began to recount her personal experiences.

Yeh Wen-hsi: "When I was looking for a chef for the clothing company, I never expected that I could find a professional chef."

Ye Wenxi: "Our Aunt Lang, she used to work in a state-run restaurant for many years, and she's an exceptionally good cook."

Ye Wenxi: "I had no idea there was such a capable person in our compound."

Wang Xiaoling nodded repeatedly: "There are so many! Many of the uncles and aunts who accompanied the military had skills back in their hometowns. Some were accountants, some were drivers, and some could repair radios. One aunt used to be a technician in a textile factory, and another uncle can do carpentry; he can build a cabinet like it's nothing."

Ye Wenxi then steered the conversation further: "Look how filial Xiaoxue is. Although her family is struggling financially, if she knew there were people in the compound who knew acupuncture and rehabilitation care, wouldn't she have already asked them for help?"

Wang Xiaoling: "I guess Xiaoxue might be reluctant to part with anything else, but she would definitely be willing to part with her mother."

Ye Wenxi: "So, I was thinking, if there were people in our compound who knew all sorts of skills, wouldn't the demand be even greater?"

She gave another example: "For instance, if someone's child isn't doing well in school, and the teacher's name is listed in the register, wouldn't that create a need for a private tutor? But if people don't know about these capable people, how can they make the request?"

"If we need to hire skilled people in the future, we can't always rely on asking around, right? Wouldn't it be much easier if we had a booklet?"

"Yes!" Wang Xiaoling's eyes lit up. "So you mean, create a personnel register, categorized by skills?"

"Pretty much, I was just offering a suggestion casually." Ye Wenxi waved her hand with a smile, "You should have a good talk with Director Zhang again and see if this can be done."

"Wait here, I'll go call him!" Wang Xiaoling got up to leave.

"Hey, Xiaoling, there's no need to rush..." Ye Wenxi said before she could finish.

"No, no, no, you wait here, I'll go call her!" Wang Xiaoling didn't want to miss this opportunity. Ye Wenxi was usually so busy, and it was rare for her to make such a good suggestion. She had to strike while the iron was hot and finalize the matter.

A short while later, Wang Xiaoling pulled Director Zhang in.

"Director Zhang, Sister Wenxi has a really good suggestion. She just told me about it. Let's listen to it together and see how to do it."

Director Zhang smiled and looked at Ye Wenxi: "Wenxi, what's the matter?"

Ye Wenxi briefly repeated what he had just said.

Director Zhang found it increasingly feasible: "This would create many more job opportunities."

Ye Wenxi continued, "That's right, we can also find more opportunities for everyone, such as taking on some jobs outside and helping to promote the talented people in our compound. With more work, everyone's income will naturally increase."

"Shall we organize a preliminary investigation?" Director Zhang asked.

"A preliminary survey is possible, but it takes a lot of time. I suggest posting a notice so people can register when they have time," Ye Wenxi said. "Those who are willing to come are definitely people who have time, want to work, and have the skills."

"However... when registering, we need to make everyone understand what real professional skills are. Take cooking for example, anyone can cook, but to be at the level of a head chef in a state-owned restaurant, that's what you call a true professional."

Director Zhang laughed: "Now that you mention it, I understand. Those who used to make a living by doing this are the real professionals."

Ye Wenxi nodded: "You could say that."

"Alright, then prepare the notice today and post it tomorrow." Director Zhang patted the table.

"By the way, Director Zhang, there's something I'd like to mention to you beforehand." Ye Wenxi lowered her voice, "We have an employee named Wang Yingxue, you know her? She's the widow of a martyr. Her mother is looking for a caregiver this time, and we hope you can pay close attention to the interview and communication process."

"Of course, that goes without saying." Director Zhang nodded. "We all know about her family's situation."

"Her mother is worried about the money, and our clothing company is willing to cover half of the cost. But the only requirement is that the person we hire must have professional experience." Ye Wenxi paused, "They can't say this directly, so I'm telling you privately. We'll try our best to hire someone truly reliable who can help her mother recover."

"I understand, I understand what you mean." Director Zhang sighed. "This mother and daughter are too stubborn and resilient. If you asked them to ask normally, they definitely wouldn't have chosen someone this good."

Ye Wenxi: "It's good that Director Zhang understands what I mean. Okay, I'll be going now."

"Wenxi, wait a minute," Director Zhang called out to her.

"What's wrong, Director Zhang?" Ye Wenxi turned around.

"If you're free these next few days, could you come over more often? I think the suggestions you made were particularly good. I'd like to exchange ideas with you more, and chat as we work," Director Zhang said a little shyly.

Ye Wenxi smiled from the bottom of her heart; these were the words she had been waiting for.

"Okay, Director Zhang, no problem. I'll come over when I have some free time."

After leaving the mutual aid society, Ye Wenxi pushed her bicycle back home.

Today, we laid two groundwork steps: one was to have Xiaoxue's caregiver, and the other was to have the mutual aid society conduct a skills assessment.

Both things are related to skills and expertise, but she felt it wasn't enough.

We need to think about it some more, and find ways to instill the idea that "skills are valuable and should be learned" in more people's minds.

As Ye Wenxi rode his bike, he pondered this matter, "Studying...studying."

She suddenly gripped the brakes and stopped in place.

She glanced at her watch; it was almost time to leave work. She turned her car around and went back to the clothing store.

Ye Wenxi strode inside. Fortunately, Li Yanyu was still there, and she was instructing a technician on the technique.

Ye Wenxi leaned closer and whispered something in her ear.

Li Yanyu looked up at her, nodded, and said, "Okay, I'll tell my family."

Ye Wenxi leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Okay, come straight to my house later. Don't tell anyone..."

Li Yanyu frowned, looking at Ye Wenxi as if they were making a secret meeting, and she was puzzled.

Ye Wenxi dialed Lu Weidong's number again and said in a low voice, "When you get off work, order some good dishes, and order a lot. I'm inviting Teacher Li to our house for dinner tonight."

"Are you talking about Aunt Li Yanyu?" Lu Weidong asked.

Ye Wenxi: "Yes, it's her."

"You're all calling her Teacher Li now?" Lu Weidong smiled. "Okay, I'll go call her in a bit."

"Don't tell anyone, keep it a secret. I need to keep this low-key right now," Ye Wenxi said softly, covering the phone.

"You're involved in that training program, aren't you?" Lu Weidong guessed immediately.

"My little Dongdong understands me the best~~~~" Ye Wenxi said coquettishly on the other end of the phone.

Lu Weidong was amused by her.

"Little Dongdong? Me, Xiaoyao?" Lu Weidong's deep voice was suggestive.

"Ugh!" Ye Wenxi blushed, cursed, and slammed down the phone.