"What’s so good about that." Upon seeing Tang Zhengyuan pondering, Wang Aihua immediately pulled a long face and said: "Mingli, Zheng Yuan is your own elder brother, how can you look down on your own brother like that, suggesting door watching? If you don’t want to find something for your elder brother to do, you shouldn’t insult us like this."
Wang Aihua was so angry that she was trembling, so much so that talking now made her overly full stomach hurt.
Tang Mingli: ...
"Elder brother, do you also feel the same way?" Tang Mingli’s gaze turned to Tang Zhengyuan.
Tang Zhengyuan agreed, saying, "Aihua is right, although I’ve achieved little in my life, I’ve at least done some things for the village, and I absolutely cannot take on the job of door watching."
Tang Mingli persuaded, "Elder brother, no job is too menial."
"Mingli, don’t say anything, I heard that you manage things at that garment factory. How could you just find such petty jobs for your own elder brother?" Wang Aihua spoke with irritation.
Tang Mingli fell silent.
"Mingli, your elder brother has studied for several years and previously did accounting in the village, why not let him do accounting at the factory too?" Wang Aihua’s eyes lit up as she praised, "Your elder brother is very precise in accounting, guaranteed not to make mistakes."
’Pfft~’
Tang Yue was drinking water, and when she unexpectedly heard Wang Aihua’s words, she spit all the water out.
"Tang Yue, what are you doing?" Wang Aihua looked at Tang Yue with disdain.
Tang Yue cleared her throat and blinked, saying, "It’s nothing."
She had always known that her uncle’s family was never satisfied, desiring more without wanting to give, but she never imagined Wang Aihua could be so shameless.
Help with the accounting at the factory?
Who does she think she is? Who does she think Tang Zhengyuan is?
Let’s not even mention that officially, it’s not Tang Mingli’s factory. Even if it were, Tang Zhengyuan wouldn’t be allowed to handle the accounting.
"Elder brother, does elder sister-in-law’s intention also represent yours?" Tang Mingli’s eyes turned to Tang Zhengyuan, his heart sinking bit by bit.
"Mingli, you work at the factory..."
"Elder brother, it’s true that I work at the factory, but that does not mean it’s mine. I manage the factory, I keep the accounts. Elder brother, in that garment factory, besides watching the door, you either can’t do the other jobs or you don’t know how."
At that moment, Tang Mingli felt relieved that Tang Yue had reminded him to never say it’s his factory, fearing that might directly lead to demands to handle the accounting?
"Perfect opportunity, Mingli, you have a lot of work, let your elder brother help." Wang Aihua’s eyes brightened, she quickly added.
Tang Mingli coldly refused, "Elder sister-in-law, do you think the factory is mine, that I can just appoint whoever I want?"
Wang Aihua muttered, whereas Tang Mingli really did not want to talk anymore. He got up and went to the factory, today he had come here just to move the last of his things to the factory.
Tang Zhengyuan and Wang Aihua, along with their two children, followed to the factory, saw Tang Mingli moving his things in to stay, and believed Tang Mingli’s words. However, looking at the completely renovated factory, Wang Aihua kept talking, urging Tang Mingli to find something else to do.
Tang Mingli couldn’t even bother to reply.
Seeing the situation, Wang Aihua again proposed, "Mingli, why not let me work on the sewing machines in the factory, I also know how to use them."
"Elder sister-in-law, although we are indeed short-staffed, just like everyone else, you’d work eight hours a day; salary would be fifty yuan a month. Would you do it?" Tang Mingli asked.



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