As Meng Xinianās mocking voice drifted back from outside, Ding Haijing suddenly leaped up like a carp flipping in the water, his temples throbbing.
"Meng Xinian! You, a respectable Great Officer, actually launched a sneak attack!"
How could he have known that even when Meng Xinian was holding Chiang Xiaoās hand, he would attack by surprise?
Meng Xinian snorted, "Who told you that being an Officer means you canāt launch a sneak attack? Ding Haijing, I didnāt know you were so naive. Also, Iām a bit concerned about your alertness."
Ding Haijing gnashed his teeth.
Whatās wrong with his alertness?
His alertness was always for other people; he never guarded against him!
Trusting Meng Xinian, was that his mistake?
No doubt about it, Wei Yixi had once told him that those who didnāt know Meng Xinian well might find him cold, serious, and stern, his methods ruthless. But in reality, the man had a rogue and ruffian streak deep down.
Now he had truly witnessed it for himself.
Chiang Xiao struggled to hold back her laughter. Seeing Ding Haijingās face turn black with anger, she ultimately couldnāt hold it in and burst into laughter.
Ding Haijing shot her a disgruntled glance.
"Iām telling you, Officer Meng, I will get my revenge. One day, Iāll make you fall down too."
"Then you better hope that when youāre seventy or eighty, your limbs are still nimble." Meng Xinian said, guiding Chiang Xiao toward the car, tossing a set of keys over his shoulder.
"Lock the door."
Tch!
Ding Haijing caught the keys, locked the door, and seeing Meng Xinian and Chiang Xiao seated in the back, resignedly got into the driverās seat.
When they reached the hospital, it was Ding Haijing who went to handle the paperwork.
After running two hospitals, he somewhat understood, but got in the car and just glanced at Chiang Xiao.
But since neither Chiang Xiao nor Meng Xinian said anything, naturally, he wouldnāt ask.
Chiang Xiao then took them to Youqingwei.
Cheng Qiulian was quite happy to see her come.
"That workshop is about ready to open. Iāve recruited all the people."
"All recruited?" Chiang Xiao was surprised.
She thought it wouldnāt be that easy to find people at such a time.
After all, men were seeking stable jobs, while most women were sewing, washing, and cleaning at home. The people she wanted had high standards, as she had already told Cheng Qiulian to closely observe if they minded hygiene, which would likely rule out quite a few people.
But unexpectedly, Cheng Qiulian still managed to recruit them all.
"Many were referred by familiar customers, and of course, Iāve thoroughly vetted them." Cheng Qiulian gave her a feigned reproachful look, "I say, young lady, arenāt you underestimating how attractive the salary you offer is?"
Although it isnāt a stable job, with such a large tea house like Youqingwei opening here and this background for recruiting, plus offering a wage higher than regular factory workers, and thereās talk of holiday gifts too.
With this in mind, recruiting isnāt hard at all.
Moreover, their working hours arenāt longāseven and a half hours a day. They can still do household chores when they get home, or even cook at noon.
So, recruiting people really isnāt difficult.
Chiang Xiao felt that offering a slightly higher salary was necessary since her requirements were also high. Everyone had to sign a confidentiality agreement, and not even a single tea leaf or grain of flour from the workshop could be taken out. The hygiene standards were also very strict.
"Thatās great, Madam, letās pick a date and open the workshop."
"Alright, and another thing, I have something to tell you. I think Old He has a knack for management. Should we consider promoting him to learn more?"
"Old He?"
Old He hadnāt been working here long, had he? Could he really be suited for management?