When I opened my eyes, I went back to the night when I forced my husband to give birth to a son.

"Who are you going to tell that it's your business? Solve this problem now. Do you want to leave on your own, or do you want to deal with these things again and then calculate the wages?"

Su Xiaowan was right. She didn’t have a good impression of Liu Xiaomei at all.

She remembered that in her previous life, every time Liu Xiaomei went to see Liu Xianglian and brought something for her, she would cause all kinds of trouble in front of Liu Xianglian.

In her previous life, when she had just given birth to Xixi, Liu Xiaomei said all kinds of things in front of Liu Xianglian that she would give birth to a daughter and definitely not a son, and also told Xiao Beiguo to quickly find a child who would be easy to give birth to.

"Su Xiaowan, I am your cousin. How could you be so rude to your own people? If Beiguo knew about this, he would definitely not let you drive me away."

"I have the final say in the factory. If the clothes you make don't meet the inspection requirements, you have to accept my requirements."

The woman who had a good relationship with Liu Xiaomei hurriedly pulled her arm and said, "Little sister, go back to work. At least you can still do it here."

After all, the wages here are not low and the factory is spacious.

Although Liu Xiaomei was unwilling, she still agreed, "Then I will go back to work."

"Manager Li, you have to keep an eye on this matter. If there is a problem with the quality of the clothes, you don't have to do this job anymore!"

After saying this, Su Xiaowan went to check other clothes. The people in the workshop looked at Su Xiaowan, and they were all worried.

"As long as you make the goods according to the requirements, I will not ask you to redo the work, nor will I fire you. But if your work does not meet the requirements, you will not only have to redo the work, but also pay for the damage."

Su Xiaowan knew what everyone was worried about, but since they paid high wages, their requirements must be high too.

"Similarly, the person who does the most and best every month will receive a reward of ten dollars."

When everyone heard this, they immediately became excited. They only earned about 30 yuan a month, and being rewarded with 10 yuan was equivalent to working for ten days.

"Madam Boss, we will definitely do a good job." Someone quickly stepped forward to express his opinion.

Others also followed suit.

"Everyone, work hard. The factory will definitely not treat you unfairly. But for someone like Liu Xiaomei, this is the only time. If you show up again, you will be fired!"

Everyone looked at Su Xiaowan, no one dared to say anything, and started to work seriously.

Liu Xiaomei looked at the pile of clothes that Supervisor Li threw in front of her that needed to be reworked, and glared at Su Xiaowan angrily.

After leaving the factory, Su Xiaowan went to Ji Yuelan.

"Xiao Wan, why are you here?"

Ji Yuelan was yawning, looking a little haggard, as if she had not yet woken up.

"You didn't sleep well?"

Ji Yuelan poured herself a glass of water, took a sip and then said, "I spent the whole night last night drawing all the new styles of clothes."

"You've come at the right time. Let me take a look and give you some suggestions. Let me see what needs to be revised."

Ji Yuelan picked up the drawings beside her and placed them all in front of her.

"You drew these last night?"

Su Xiaowan looked through the drawings and couldn't hide her amazement. She had to say that Ji Yuelan was indeed very talented to be a designer.

She had only expressed her opinions before, but the drawings she produced this time could almost overlap with the style of the 1990s.

And many of them are even better looking than the styles from the 1990s.

"Well, I had a lot of inspiration last night. I drew everything in my mind in one go."

"I made some changes to all of this in the second half of the night, and now it looks pretty complete."

Ji Yuelan was very satisfied with the drawings she had drawn this time, but that was just her own opinion.

"Your painting is very good this time. If I really want to give you some advice, I think the color could be a little lighter."

People of this generation are still relatively conservative, and they simply don’t accept overly bright colors.

"Okay, then I'll change the color to a lighter one. Take a look and see if there's a style you like. I'll make one for you to wear first."

"I think it would look good if you wore something brighter."

When Ji Yuelan designed these clothes, she used Su Xiaowan as a model.

Her skin is whiter than that of most people, and the bright colors make her skin look even whiter.

"Okay, whatever you want, I can do it."

Su Xiaowan had no objection. She preferred brighter colors rather than light colors, as they were more eye-catching.

"Then take a look at these styles. Which one do you like better? I'll make it for you in the next two days. We'll go out shopping the day after tomorrow if we have nothing to do."

Su Xiaowan looked through these models, all of which were very distinctive, making it difficult for her to choose.

Finally she chose a beige one, “Let’s take this one.”

"Okay, I'll take your measurements first, and then we'll start making it when the fabric arrives."

Ji Yuelan took out a measuring tape and measured Su Xiaowan. After she finished, she couldn't help but say, "Xiaowan, no wonder you have such a good figure. Your proportions are really great."

With such body proportions, she is simply a walking clothes rack.

"It's not as exaggerated as you say. It's just a piece of skin."

In her previous life, Su Xiaowan thought she was good-looking, so she took it for granted that Xiao Beiguo was nice to her.

After a lifetime, she became indifferent to these things.

"But with your body proportions, you don't need to worry about what clothes to wear, they will look great on you."

Ji Yuelan wrote down the measurements, took some snacks and handed them to Su Xiaowan, "Eat some of this, I don't have any fruit here."

Looking at these snacks, Su Xiaowan took them with a smile and then asked, "Have you told Brother Nancheng about it?"

Ji Yuelan's eyes dimmed, and it took a while before she hummed.

"I know he wants to take responsibility because he's worried that it will be hard for me to get married in the future, but I don't want him to put his whole life on me."

"Have you really thought it through?"

Ji Yuelan spread her hands and said, "What do you think? Anyway, it's impossible for him and I to be together. It's better to leave it like this. Maybe one day he finds someone he likes and gets married, then I will really give up."

Although she was unwilling to admit it, Ji Yuelan still hoped that one day Song Nancheng would fall in love with her.

"Let's not talk about that. Let's talk about the store. You said before that you wanted to design and decorate it yourself. Do you have any idea?"

Ji Yuelan was very curious about this, and even more curious about what the decoration that Su Xiaowan mentioned would be like.

"I do have an idea. I'll draw it out first and you can give it to me for reference. If there's no problem, I'll find someone to do it later."

Su Xiaowan picked up the paper and pen beside her and started drawing the model while explaining it to Ji Yuelan.

"So you want to maximize the space while also setting up that kind of counter to display our best designs?"

Ji Yuelan admired it very much. She had only seen such decoration in high-end clothing stores abroad.

"Yes, this will give our products different display spaces and let customers know that our products have different levels."