"Wait, this salary doesn't add up." Xiong Xihua was the first to get her pay, and right when she had it in hand, she felt something was off. She counted it three times on purpose and said, "Ying, did you maybe make a mistake?"
"No mistake."
Ji Ying had been managing the Chili Sauce Factory for over a year now. Over time, her temperament had changed as well. She used to be a bit timid, even cowardly—especially in front of her mother-in-law, Liu Sanmei. Whenever something happened, she wouldn't dare resist at all.
But the Ji Ying now was completely different—she was decisive and efficient, and she really had the air of a strong woman.
"The New Year's coming up, and everyone's worked hard at the factory for a whole year. The boss has decided to give everyone an extra month's salary. Next year, as long as we do our jobs well, the boss won't treat anyone unfairly." Ji Ying's words were firm and powerful, like a big stone thrown into a calm lake.
