Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 646: Start Over Individually?

Song Yunuan’s investment in films included two that had already started shooting.

One of them was about rural themes, and the production team was currently in Erdao River Village.

They originally planned to build a few mud houses at the east end of the village.

Because the film was about the changes in rural areas before and after the reforms.

The production team had not expected Erdao River Village to be like this.

Truly, this place could be scenic all year round.

This proved that the locals had laid a solid foundation, not merely building blindly.

Unlike some places where it’s a hit-or-miss approach.

For example... building a square here, only to find it unsuitable a year later, then demolishing it to construct a building, and a year after that, finding the building unsatisfactory, so they continued demolishing...

In any case, many things were common knowledge.

At first glance, it was clear that Erdao River Village had a complete plan in place.

But initially, it certainly wasn’t such a clean and beautiful village town.

So they wanted to build a somewhat dilapidated mud house with a fenced yard at the east end of the village.

However, they later went to a still impoverished village as per the county’s application.

Why build a broken house when there’s one readily available? Why not use it and also help uplift this poor village?

Life had improved, but not every household could match Erdao River Village.

Resources were limited, as were financial capabilities.

It always had to be done bit by bit.

The production team didn’t mind, as long as the investors had no objections.

Song Yunuan had no objections as long as it looked good on camera.

When the first snow fell, the world turned silver white, and even the air seemed much fresher.

Early in the morning, Gu Huai’an came to pick up Little Nuan. Song Yunuan had no classes today, so he was taking Little Nuan to the factory.

Now, the factory’s orders had surged, and there were no credits, only prepaid deposits.

Funds were not an issue.

However, another problem existed simultaneously: raw materials, including various fabrics and other necessities like buttons and zippers.

The plethora of orders significantly increased the demand for raw materials and related needs.

Buttons were not a big issue, as Nan City had many such factories.

Just one phone call, and any amount of goods could be delivered.

But the supply of cotton and linen fabrics was somewhat tense.

Song Yunuan invested in textile development.

She had developed a new type of fabric recently, and Song Yunuan had reinvested to start mass production.

Thus, Zhilan Garment Factory resumed hiring after a year.

Nowadays, hiring was much easier than in previous years.

Because at the beginning of the year, various organizations started downsizing.

Some even eliminated entire departments or divisions.

The arrangement of additional personnel varied widely.

It must be said, the ordinary ones without any special skills had only one outcome, which was to lose their jobs.

Now, individual entrepreneurship was also encouraged to activate the market.

So if you were laid off, the government departments also supported you.

But not everyone was suitable for individual enterprises.

Some people just wanted to work quietly, earn a stable salary, and were not willing to hustle in the business world.

Therefore, when Zhilan Garment Factory recruited, the number of applicants was more than ten times that of before.

The main reason was Zhilan’s very prominent reputation.

Earlier in the year, they had even hosted a fashion show and advertised on television.

It was almost a household name.

The most important thing was that all the workers here were local.

Zhilan Garment Factory offered good treatment and high salaries, almost everyone knew this, and they also gave out gifts during festivals and holidays.

Although there were many government and institutional jobs, even if they were reduced, they were actually very leisurely.

Not to mention coming in late and leaving early, even in the office there was not much to do; one could read newspapers, knit sweaters, or sip tea all morning long.

This was always available.

But not everyone could have such days.

In business, could you make money if you didn’t get up early and work hard?

In someone’s factory, could you sit all day drinking tea?

Could you be more leisurely than the boss?

Then there were factories like Zhilan Garment Factory.

Zhilan was in between the two.

They strictly enforced the 8-hour workday but also strictly enforced all the rules and regulations.

Overtime was paid, and there were bonuses if the factory performed well, plus an annual bonus at the end of the year.

It could be said that once you entered this factory, as long as you worked hard, life could only get better.

It was said that there was a new policy there, once the employees’ building was completed, as long as you worked there continuously and met the conditions, you would be allocated a house, and not only would you have a pension when you retired, but the house would still be yours.

Many living in small alleys envied those who lived in large compounds, didn’t they?

Eventually, this place would also be Zhilan Garment Factory’s large compound.

With the surge of applicants, every manager at the factory was busy.

This included Song Liang and Xia Guilan as well.

Gu Huai’an dropped Song Yunuan at the main gate, adjusted her clothes for her, and whispered a few words to her after pinching her earlobe, before driving away.

And Song Yunuan went to the HR department, just as Shu Xiang’s sister-in-law, Han Yanfei, was also there.

She was busy until noon, and while eating in the cafeteria, Han Yanfei thought about it and still decided to lower her voice and talk to Song Yunuan about her youngest aunt.

The "Youngest Aunt" was attending an academy for officers in the northwest.

During her train ride home for a vacation, she encountered some hooligans, but fortunately, a soldier on leave sitting next to her helped her.

Then the soldier looked left and right and told her that he had seen her photo before.

Turns out he was the match Shu Xiang’s uncle had introduced to her.

And so the two of them got to know each other.

His family background was similar to Shu’s, and after coming and going, the two grew close.

They planned to get married on New Year’s Day.

Han Yanfei sighed and told Song Yunuan this, "Shu Xiang says Gu Huaiming is a good man, she hopes he finds a good girl... Originally, Shu Xiang thought that after some time and broadening her horizons, she wouldn’t mind Jiaojiao, but after moving to a new place and making new friends, she realized more and more that Jiaojiao really didn’t treat her like a person, and Wang Mengdan felt the same.

Wang Mengdan and Jiaojiao actually thought the same way, thinking about it, there was no chance of reconciliation, because the knot in their hearts couldn’t be untied nor overcome; rather than becoming enemies later, it’s better for everyone to start a new life."

What could Song Yunuan say to that?

Han Yanfei and Song Yunuan discussed, "Shu Xiang wrote a letter to Gu Huaiming. It should contain all these issues, and I guess Gu Huaiming has already received the letter if they ask you... that’s roughly the situation."

Song Yunuan nodded, thinking that it was actually quite good this way.

The recruitment at Zhilan Garment Factory came to a close.

This time, another five hundred employees had joined.

Now, there were already over three thousand employees.

The Song family back in Nanshan County Town was shocked upon hearing this.

So many people?

And all Beidu natives, could they be managed well?

Old Man Song glanced over at his second and youngest sons.

He told them, "Some factories have tens of thousands of people, what’s this number? Don’t act like you’ve never seen the world."

Song Nian and Sun Jinrong felt even more motivated.

But Old Man Song was worried, what about the factory at home?

Although he spoke like that, his heart was also uneasy, always feeling that by expanding so much, could they really manage it all?