This group of women who went to the textile factory to apply for jobs were all surnamed Hou.

They are from Houjiazhuang, that is, the Houjiazhuang where Zhang Fengyi almost died in battle. Li Daoxuan used his Dharma body as a shield to protect the group of women.

Among them is a young and beautiful woman, surnamed Hou, with a single name and a blue character.

She is the woman who was thrown to the ground by a graduate student in the hot air balloon incident not long ago.

At this time, she was surrounded by women from Houjiazhuang, and smiled at her: "Xiaolan, why do you want to apply for a job in the textile factory?" We didn't marry a good man, so we had to fight by ourselves, but your new husband is a graduate student in Gaojia Village, and you actually ran out to work? ”

Hou Lan's face was slightly red, and he said with a low smile: "Although my father-in-law is a graduate student, his family is not rich, he has not officially joined the work yet, and he is still engaged in research. Now I have to do some work to help support the family. ”

The women in Houjiazhuang laughed: "It's all nonsense, how can graduate students have no money?" He helped that hot air balloon with research, and he deserved a lot of bonuses, right? ”

Hou Lan: "Huh? How can you say that? My father-in-law helps the village to study hot air balloons, for the future of the village, in order to help the militia do a good job of reconnaissance, not for money, my father-in-law's ambition is high......"

Women: "Hahaha, look at your urgency. ”

Hou Lan pursed her mouth: "Besides, even if the husband is rich, I can come out to work, Tianzun has taught us that women can't always rely on men to live, and they must have the ability to survive." It may not work in other places, but in Gaojia Village, it is possible. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, the women in Houjiazhuang stopped laughing at her.

At the beginning, they followed Zhuge Wang Chan's logistics team to Gaojia Village, and along the way, they were full of thoughts about finding a man to marry in order to survive.

But after arriving in Gaojia Village, he immediately found a job and had his own income. Many of them have not remarried yet, and one of them is a woman who works by herself and takes care of her own children, which is super powerful.

This time, they came to the textile factory to apply for a job, not because they didn't have a job, but they just wanted to change to a higher-paying job.

"Xiaolan is right."

"Haha, what's wrong with the graduate student? It is his business that he can earn no more, and we can also make money to support ourselves. ”

"That's it!"

"Don't panic if you have money, if the husband treats us badly, he will be divorced."

"Hahaha!"

A group of women happily arrived at the gate of the sleepy textile factory.

This textile factory, which was originally only a little large, has been expanded three times and is now a very huge textile factory, covering a huge area, with neat rows of factories and dormitories, which looks very luxurious and atmospheric.

The women of Houjiazhuang walked in and couldn't help but praise: "This textile factory is really amazing, much better than the textile factory we stayed in before." ”

Hou Lan smiled: "The newly built factory is of course better than the old factory, but ...... As soon as this factory is built, the leaders of the old textile factory will definitely be in a hurry, and they will soon have to do it again. After all, the old factory is almost eight years old. ”

The old textile factory in Gaojia Village was in the early years of Chongzhen, Li Daoxuan was in Chengcheng County, and at a low price copied four Qinglou girls to Gao Yiye as secretaries, and then led by the big secretary Chunhong, he slowly started a textile factory.

After many years, the old factory has been a little dirty and messy, and the management has begun to become more and more lazy.

However, the birth of the new factory undoubtedly gave the old factory an army, and the senior female workers jumped to the new factory to apply, which made the old factory quite embarrassed.

As soon as the women of Houjiazhuang walked to the gate of the factory, they saw a job application table, a middle-aged Mongolian woman, sitting on the stage.

This woman is now known to everyone in Gaojia Village, and Anjile from Mongolia looks different from the Han people after all, so it is easy to identify. In addition, she came to Gaojia Village as a "hostage", so it is easy to become a talking point after dinner.

Angela has been learning Chinese recently, and she hasn't learned it very well, so she can only greet her with jerky sentences: "You guys...... Come...... Should it be spelled? ”

"Uh-huh, we're here to apply."

"Should...... Spell ......"

"Auntie, this word is pronounced Hire, Hire."

Angela said with difficulty: "Apply for ......"

"That's right this time!" The women of Houjiazhuang laughed together: "If the tone is wrong, it will become another word." ”

She learned a new pronunciation of Chinese characters, Angel was a little happy, she was proud that she could learn the culture of the Han family, because the Han people are strong! People who are stronger than me do everything right, and everything is worth learning. The moon of the Han people is rounder than the moon on the Mongolian steppe.

Angela: "I'm ...... I want to see your hands...... Clothing. ”

"It's a craft!" While correcting her pronunciation, the women introduced their work experience, how many teenagers she had worked in an old textile factory, what kind of position she was engaged in, what works she had done, and so on.

It didn't take long for all the women in Houjiazhuang to apply for the job successfully, and they were accepted by the warm bubbling textile factory.

Some of these women are married and run a small family with their husbands.

But some of them are not married yet, and they still live in the dormitory of the old textile factory, and now they have successfully changed jobs, so they naturally have to go back to the dormitory of the old factory and move.

So a group of women walked back to the old factory to carry their luggage.

I just packed a big bag of my things and walked to the factory gate on my back.

I saw the old factory Chang Chunhong, standing in the distance, looking at them with a resentful face.

The women of Houjiazhuang felt weak for a while, and someone stabbed their companions and said in a low voice: "How can this be done?" The old factory director stood there and watched. ”

"I'm so panicked!"

"Oops, I feel like I don't have the face to see her."

The women panicked instantly......

Chunhong is brewing in her heart how to scold people.

At this moment, the cotton thread Tianzun embroidered on Chunhong's chest grinned and laughed: "Chunhong, do you want to go up and scold them for being ungrateful?" ”

Chunhong was taken aback: "Oh, Tianzun! You see through it. ”

Cotton thread Tianzun smiled: "You don't have to do this!" As a manager, when you encounter difficulties, you can't vent your emotions first like an ordinary person, but you should reflect and summarize well. Why did they abandon me and go to another factory? ”

"Finding and solving problems is the way of managers. If you only vent your emotions, you will never succeed. ”

Chunhong's spirits perked up, and she suddenly understood: "I understand!" Tianzun! I will raise funds to renovate the old factory, provide a cleaner, tidy and comfortable working environment for the workers, pay attention to management, and keep up with the new factory in terms of wages. ”

Cotton Tianzun smiled: "That's right. ”