"Zhaodi, did the Immortal tell you this?" Jiang Changhe asked somewhat nervously.
Zhaodi shook her head, "It wasn't the Immortal who told me. Uncle lied to you all. He didn't get into the factory on his own effort; he got in through Brother Yu's connections. I overheard their phone conversation last time."
Zhao Xiaojuan was utterly surprised, "Yu Cheng's family in Capital City can help us out here too?"
"Mom, you forgot, Brother Yu's uncle is the manager of our county's clothing factory," Zhaodi said calmly, though her heart was far from tranquil.
If her dad saved Mr. Yu, not only could he get into the transportation factory, but her mom might also secure a job at the clothing factory.
Jiang Changhe said gloomily, "So it was Yu Cheng's family who helped after all."
Zhaodi said, "So, Dad, don't bother going tomorrow. It would be a wasted trip."
"Yeah, I won't go."