Reborn in 79, the educated youth wife regretted her divorce.

Jiang Yang also did the math in his mind. Although this purchase cost a lot of money, these investments were necessary to expand the scale of production.

The next morning, a truck loaded with cloth, sewing machines and various tools slowly drove into the village where Jiang Yang's family lived.

Jiang Yang's mother and Zhou Qingqing had been waiting for a long time. They had already found the right people and were now just waiting for the goods.

Jiang Yang's mother, Lin Xiulan, had a smile on her face.

Since Jiang Yang started his business, the family's life has gotten better day by day, and she couldn't be happier.

Jiang Yang jumped onto the truck and directed the workers to move the goods into the yard.

In the courtyard, a dozen or so rural women had gathered together, chattering away.

They were all workers that Jiang Yang's mother and Zhou Qingqing had found in the past two days. Jiang Yang had said long ago that he wanted to expand the scale, so he had found more than a dozen people in the past few days. Without exception, they were all well-known needlework experts in the village.

Jiang Yang walked up to them and said loudly.

"Dear aunties and grandmas, thank you all for coming to help! My job here is very simple, just sewing clothes. The pay is just as my mother told you, three yuan a day, plus two meals a day, with meat in every meal!"

Upon hearing Jiang Yang's terms, the people who arrived later burst into cheers.

These days, meat is a rare commodity, and being able to eat meat at every meal is a great temptation for them.

However, Jiang Yang then continued:

"I prioritize quality over speed! I'll give extra rewards for meticulous work! But I won't be lenient with those who dawdle or don't work carefully!"

His tone was serious, and his gaze swept over everyone, displaying an unquestionable authority.

Everyone nodded to show their understanding.

Jiang Yang then clapped his hands, signaling everyone to quiet down.

"Alright, next Qingqing will give everyone an interview to see how good your needlework is."

Zhou Qingqing was a little nervous; she had never done anything like this before. But seeing Jiang Yang's encouraging gaze, she took a deep breath and walked forward.

"Ladies and aunties, please bring out the clothes you made earlier so I can take a look."

The women took out the clothes they had sewn, mostly simple shirts or trousers, with neat stitches.

Zhou Qingqing carefully inspected each garment, asking questions from time to time, while Jiang Yang stood aside, his sharp eyes scanning every piece of clothing and every stitch.

Jiang Yang frowned slightly. Although the stitches on some of the clothes were neat, they were not fine enough, and the loose threads were not cleaned up properly.

He walked up to a slightly plump woman wearing a blue cotton shirt, picked up a shirt she was sewing, and pointed to a barely noticeable loose thread at the collar.

"Grandma, look here."

The woman in the blue shirt rubbed her hands nervously, not expecting Jiang Yang to be so strict.

"This...this loose thread isn't a big deal, is it? It won't be visible when it's worn inside."

"That's right, that's good enough. Aren't all clothes made the same? As long as they're wearable, that's fine."

Another woman chimed in.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yang's face immediately darkened. What he feared most was these aunts causing trouble, and it was best to nip such things in the bud.

"Almost there? For me, there's no such thing as 'almost there'! I demand perfection, and I won't tolerate any flaws!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority that intimidated everyone present.

He looked around at everyone, his tone becoming even sterner.

"Let me make this clear from the start: if any quality issues arise later, I won't be lenient! Any work that needs rework will be reworked, and wages will be deducted as appropriate. Otherwise, why should I pay everyone three yuan a day?"

The women who were eliminated were somewhat dissatisfied and wanted to say something more, but seeing Jiang Yang's determined gaze, they eventually retreated silently to the side.

He knew that to make high-quality clothes, he had to be strict with himself.

Jiang Yang nodded to Zhou Qingqing.

"Qingqing, let's get started."

Zhou Qingqing understood and began to arrange everyone's work. They started sewing three hundred sets of uniforms according to the design Jiang Yang had previously given to the state-run restaurant, and were required to complete them within seven days.

"Keep up the good work, everyone! If we do a good job, I'll give everyone a red envelope!"

Jiang Yang smiled and encouraged everyone, instantly enlivening the atmosphere.

The women, full of energy, picked up their needles and thread and began to work. The rhythmic clatter of the sewing machines echoed throughout the courtyard, weaving together a song of labor.

The next day.

Just as Jiang Yang was directing everyone to work enthusiastically, he suddenly received a message from his cousin, who had just returned from the county town, saying that Su Jingtong wanted him to go to the county town.

"Why did she contact me?"

Jiang Yang put down the blueprints in his hand, feeling puzzled.

He thought about it for a while and decided to go anyway. No matter what, they were still husband and wife in name only. Whether they got back together or divorced, some things still needed to be resolved.

Before leaving, he specially picked out a set of newly made state-run restaurant uniforms, folded them neatly, and put them in a cloth bag, intending to show them to Yang Fen first.

Upon arriving in the county town, Jiang Yang discovered that the location Su Jingtong had specified was actually a state-run restaurant.

He arrived at the state-run restaurant and saw Su Hanwen's jeep parked at the entrance from afar.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Yang took a deep breath before going inside.

As soon as Jiang Yang stepped into the restaurant, a young woman in a smart suit came to greet him.

"Comrade Jiang Yang, are you here to see General Manager Yang?"

This is Liu Shan, Yang Fen's assistant, who had met Jiang Yang before.

"I do need to see Mr. Yang in a little while, but I have some personal matters to attend to right now."

Jiang Yang smiled slightly, indicating that she didn't need to announce it.

Liu Shan nodded and stepped aside.

Jiang Yang walked to the door of the private room designated by Su Jingtong. Before he could even push the door open, he heard a clear female voice coming from inside.

"Jingtong, are you really sure? Jiang Yang... well, we were never from the same world to begin with. It's better that you're divorced now, so don't put too much pressure on yourself."

This is the voice of Su Jingtong's best friend, Xu Dan.

"I know, but..."

Su Jingtong's voice carried a hint of hesitation.

Jiang Yang didn't listen any further and pushed the door open to enter.

Inside the private room, Su Jingtong and Xu Dan sat on one side, while Su Hanwen and an unfamiliar young man sat opposite them. Upon seeing Jiang Yang enter, both Xu Dan and Su Jingtong showed awkward expressions, while Su Hanwen looked impatient.

Jiang Yang's gaze swept over the crowd, finally settling on Su Jingtong. Today, she was wearing a pale yellow dress with a bold design; the fitted waist accentuated her beautiful figure.

Jiang Yang recognized the dress at a glance as one of the ones he had sold at the market. At the time, he had worried that the dress was too fashionable and wouldn't be acceptable to people in the countryside, but now he never expected to see Su Jingtong wearing it.