A crazy beauty has an island, and a powerful figure from that era dotes on her.

With Luo Zhenzhu being cared for by her mother, mother-in-law, and Jian Yiwei, Jian Qingyi stopped going to the hospital every day.

I had just spent two days at home with Ruibao and Qibao when [Yisheng] called.

Upon hearing that an elderly woman had come to see her, Jian Qingyi seriously reflected on her actions and realized that she hadn't caused any trouble recently!

Despite her reflections, she knew she had to go to the store since she was already there.

After feeding the two little ones, Jian Qingyi changed her clothes and went out.

Thinking that the old man's new tea should have arrived by now, Jian Qingyi went to the tea shop on her way.

By the time she arrived at [Yisheng] with the fresh tea, the sun was already high in the sky.

Upon seeing her arrive, Zhao Shengnan quickly led her to the rest area.

Sitting on the sofa in the rest area was a little old lady with white hair, who looked to be in her sixties or seventies. Her white hair, as white as frost, was neatly combed. Although her eye sockets were deep, her slightly cloudy eyes revealed kindness, wisdom, and perseverance.

At first glance, she appears to be a kind and intelligent old lady.

While Jian Qingyi was sizing up the old lady, the old lady was also secretly sizing up Jian Qingyi.

She had a small, oval face with fair skin tinged with rosy hues, and beautiful, clear eyes like a lake, sparkling as if filled with a thousand starlight…

He looks like a spoiled child.

Unlike the other children in their compound...

The old lady couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Seeing that Jian Qingyi and Zhao Shengnan were only a few steps away from her, the old lady stood up.

The coarse cotton coat, though patched, was washed very clean.

"Auntie, this is our boss," Zhao Shengnan, who was leading the way, introduced to the old lady.

"Boss Jian..." The old lady bowed slightly, her tone filled with respect for her superior.

"Auntie, do we know each other?" Jian Qingyi tried to search her memory several times, but she really couldn't recall such a person.

"I am the director of Beicheng Orphanage..." The old lady unconsciously tugged at the hem of her clothes, her tone revealing a hint of trepidation and unease.

"Auntie, please sit down." Jian Qingyi gestured for her to sit down.

She probably knew why she had come.

As soon as the two sat down, Zhao Shengnan brought up tea and snacks.

As usual, there was a glass of plain water in front of Jian Qingyi.

The old lady looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"There are two babies at home who need to be breastfed," Jian Qingyi explained with a smile.

The old lady smiled and nodded, indicating her understanding.

"Auntie, just say what you want to say. I have two babies at home who are still breastfeeding, so I can't stay away for long." Jian Qingyi didn't like beating around the bush.

The old lady nodded hurriedly.

She had heard Zhou Meizhen say that Jian Qingyi had given birth to twin boys.

"To my shame, although I am the director of the North City Orphanage, I cannot take good care of the children there..." The old lady sighed.

"The temperature is dropping day by day, and the children are still wearing summer vests and short sleeves. Mr. Jian, I know you're a kind person, but could you give us some clothes or fabric that we can't sell..."

Fearing that Jian Qingyi might not agree, she quickly added, "Old clothes are fine too."

"I really had no other choice, so I swallowed my pride and went to their door..."

The old lady lowered her head.

"How old are the children in your area?" Jian Qingyi asked.

The old lady suddenly looked up, her voice excited, "Mr. Jian, are you willing to donate clothes to us?"

“We have a batch of clothes in our warehouse with minor flaws. We originally planned to sell them cheaply. If you don’t mind…” Jian Qingyi stated first.

To avoid accusations later that she used flawed clothes for charity.

She had seen all those clothes, and most of them were the result of the sewing team's carelessness and negligence.

It's not a major flaw.

In order to reorganize the sewing group, nearly 20 sewing workers were laid off.

If our skills aren't up to par, we can practice.

Carelessness and dereliction of duty are unforgivable.

“We are extremely grateful that Mr. Jian is willing to help the children, how could we possibly look down on him?” the old lady hurriedly said.

Before coming to Beijing, she had already visited several big bosses.

It's not that business is difficult, it's that they themselves are also facing difficulties.

Before they could exchange more than a few words, they started to chase people away.

Some didn't even show their faces.

“Most of the clothes in our warehouse are adult clothes, and we don’t know if they’re suitable. How about this…” Jian Qingyi thought for a moment.

"Give me the children's measurements, and I'll find someone to help alter them."

"No need, no need, we can do it ourselves," the old lady hurriedly waved her hand.

They were already very grateful that Jian Qingyi was willing to show her love and donate clothes; how could they possibly cause her any more trouble?

“If you alter so many clothes yourselves, it will take forever. No problem, there are plenty of people in the factory. Each person can alter one piece, and we’ll finish all those clothes,” Jian Qingyi said with a smile.

"Thank you!" The old lady stood up and was about to bow to Jian Qingyi.

Jian Qingyi quickly helped the person up.

"Auntie, please don't shorten my lifespan."

"Thank you, thank you." The old lady's eyes were wet with tears.

After seeing so many cold faces and disdainful looks, suddenly feeling kindness and warmth can bring tears to one's eyes.

"Sister-in-law, this is..." Zhou Chenfeng and He Qian walked in at some point.

"Brother He, you've come at the right time. I want that batch of defective products in the warehouse, but you'll have to have someone adjust the size for me." Jian Qingyi never liked beating around the bush and went straight to the point.

"Sister-in-law, don't tell me you plan to sell those clothes at [Yisheng]?" He Qian raised an eyebrow slightly.

Those defective products were all ordinary goods, a world apart from the high-quality goods in Jian Qingyi's shop.

It was precisely because these were ordinary goods that the seamstresses dared to do whatever they wanted.

They produced hundreds of defective products.

He didn't think Jian Qingyi would put those ordinary goods on [Yisheng] to sell.

"No, no." Jian Qingyi shook her head with a smile.

“This aunt is the director of Beicheng Orphanage. I plan to alter those clothes and give them to the children at Beicheng Orphanage.”

Zhou Chenfeng and He Qian nodded slightly to the old lady as a greeting.

“Okay, consider those clothes a donation from our factory.” He Qian waved his hand.

"Brother He is truly generous." Jian Qingyi gave He Qian a thumbs up.

"Don't flatter me. We're here today to talk to you about the Anju residential community," He Qian chuckled.

After listening to the group's conversation, the old lady excused herself and left.

Zhou Chenfeng raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist.

11:35

"It's almost lunchtime, let's go to Yunlai and chat while we eat!" he said, picking up the phone on the counter.

The call was answered within seconds of being dialed.

"Let's go out for a drink." Before the other person could even speak, Zhou Chenfeng blurted out.

"No time," the person on the other end replied decisively.

“My sister-in-law is here too,” Zhou Chenfeng said quietly.

"Coming right away!" the person on the other end said and immediately hung up.

"Who are you?!" Zhou Chenfeng couldn't help but curse.