"Huh, where's little aunt? Is she not coming over for breakfast?" Tang Yue was surprised not to see Wei Jiajia. Tang Mingli chuckled and said: "Your little aunt has already eaten at home. After I drop Anan off at home, we'll head to the factory." "Okay." Tang Yue, belatedly realizing what was going on, figured little aunt must be feeling shy. They're a married couple after all, isn't this normal? Thinking this, Tang Yue enjoyed her scallion-stuffed omelet noodles, feeling completely relaxed. Years later, when Tang Yue was almost everyday pressed by Mo Siyu, struggling to get out of bed, always thinking about how to cover the marks on her body, she finally understood Wei Jiajia's shyness, wishing she could hide under the covers and not have to see anyone. Xingyao Clothing Factory, Tang Yue had agreed with Tang Mingli that she'd go to Mingyue in the afternoon. Xingyao. Chapters first released on novel{f}ire.net Just as Tang Yue stepped out of the door, Chu Hong arrived to pick her up in his car, with Qin Anyu sitting in the passenger seat, sporting a light scarf around her neck. "Sister An Yu, it's quite hot today, why are you still wearing a scarf?" Tang Yue casually asked, but upon seeing Qin Anyu's embarrassed face, she immediately understood. "Ahem." Tang Yue swiftly changed the subject: "Sister An Yu, I'll head to Mingyue this afternoon. I should be able to finish most of the negotiations with the agents in the morning. The rest will be up to you." Tang Yue put down her backpack; it was filled with her recent design drafts, which she was going to hand over to the pattern makers in the factory. "Xiao Yue, don't worry, those agents will come over for sure. We just need to sign the contracts," Qin Anyu knew how busy Tang Yue was. The clothes from Xingyao Clothing Factory were selling well and the styles were constantly updated, so Qin Anyu naturally wouldn't ask for anything more. Xingyao Clothing Factory. It wasn't Tang Yue's first visit. The high-end clothing factory, from its facade to inside, exuded luxury. Upon entering the workshop, the machines were neatly arranged, and workers were busy making clothes. The workshop was clean, with a good environment. Seeing the finished clothes, Tang Yue was even more satisfied. Each piece was a labor of her love, and although they were mass-produced, Tang Yue hoped for quality high enough to justify the price tag. The few pieces she picked up randomly didn't disappoint her. Many of the factory's female workers were sisters-in-law, and, listening to Qin Anyu's introduction, Tang Yue silently thought that Mingyue Clothing Factory should also be able to recruit some veterans ——, or sisters-in-law. After inspecting the workshop and passing the designs to the pattern makers, and having exchanged a few words, Qin Anyu had already started arranging for Tang Yue to meet with the agents. Tang Yue refused to meet and instead briefly explained to Qin Anyu, and asked her to add a clause to the contract stating that if the other party did something that damaged Star Bright's reputation, they could revoke the agency rights at any time. As for the agents, Tang Yue had some understanding of them. Having just seen them in person, she felt they were quite good, serious business people. As long as they were serious about doing business, that was all that mattered. Plus, Star Bright was collecting a deposit, which should deter most people with ulterior motives. After sorting out Star Bright's matters, Tang Yue then went to Mingyue. Mingyue Branch Factory, a bit of a distance from Star Bright, was where Tang Yue arrived around two in the afternoon. Compared to Star Bright, Mingyue Clothing Factory was very ordinary, but it had everything that was needed. The doorman was a devoted and diligent couple. "Miss Tang, Boss Tang has been waiting for you for a long time," the doorman said with a beaming smile. Even though Tang Yue didn't visit often, the doorman remembered her clearly; after all, it was hard to forget — a girl as outstanding as Tang Yue, also the niece of Boss Tang, left a strong impression with him. "Thank you, doorman." Tang Yue smiled warmly and, following the direction he pointed, easily found Tang Mingli. The workshop was already set up properly, with Tang Mingli discussing with Zhao Youwei about where to place machines and other carpentry-related matters. Tang Yue stood aside, not disturbing Tang Mingli, but the sight of Zhao Youwei gave her a shock. Since when had her uncle, Zhao Youwei, become so pale? He wasn't exactly dark before, but this level of paleness seemed noticeably different, didn't it? Could it be that working in the factory every day had lightened his skin tone? Tang Yue mused to herself and when Tang Mingli noticed her, he pulled her over to discuss how many machines to set up, among other topics. Tang Mingli had already ordered machines from Boss Song and had heard of electric machines, so he ordered a batch of those, as well as some traditional sewing machines. Furthermore, the factory was already recruiting. The main factory building and the dormitory were ready; they just needed to hire people, await the machines and fabric, and then they could pick a day to start production. Nearly six months were spent getting ready, and now they were nearly able to start and recover the investment. Tang Mingli was naturally overseeing the operations personally, worrying about any mishaps. For the following period, Tang Yue virtually lived at the factory, not even going back to the alley. Peng Yufei, Xin Jiar, and Sun Qing also arrived at the factory, the trio hastily working on the first batch of sample clothes for the factory's opening. Peng Yufei and the others had work experience from Tang Yue's studio. Pressured by Tang Yue's demanding work ethic, they noticed their skills were noticeably improving. Especially the process from design drafts to finished clothes, they benefited greatly. Although they were exhausted to the point of barely being able to lift chopsticks, the three were actually quite happy. With Mingyue Branch Factory nearing its opening, not only did Director Ding come, but Zhu Yuanchao and others also came by. Meanwhile, Mo Siyu also brought good news — many veterans ——, or nearby sisters-in-law, were willing to work at their factory. If the factory had been closer, likely many of those sisters-in-law would have opted to work at the clothing factory. In fact, Tang Yue had planned to ask Mo Siyu to count how many sisters-in-law were willing to work at the factory and then arrange a shuttle bus exclusively for them, emulating practices of the future — but upon further thought, she decided against it. First off, the cost of a shuttle bus was considerable. Moreover, many sisters-in-law had children at home, and going to work would certainly leave no one to care for their kids. So Tang Yue dismissed the idea. Time passed in a busy blur, and if not for a phone call, Tang Yue might have forgotten. "Mom." These days, Tang Yue was at the factory, where they didn't have a telephone, and it was not convenient to call home. Plus, she was so busy she barely had time to eat, let alone keep in touch with her family. "Xiao Yue, what have you been busy with these days? I couldn't reach you whenever I called." Hearing her daughter's voice, Zhang Hualian finally breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Xiao Yue, your dad and I have been thinking, and we're planning to come to Jing City the day after tomorrow."