"Of course it counts, as long as Third Uncle Xu listens to me well, I'll make sure you get to go wherever you want," Xu Ying said, carefully transferring the stir-fried dishes onto a plate.
Third Uncle Xu's eyes darkened with a sinister look: "I want to work at the textile factory, any position is fine, as long as I can get in."
Xu Ying didn't notice the expression on her younger uncle's face, and she quickly agreed, "Sure, as long as you do as I say, at most three months, or even just one month, and I'll get you in."
In her previous life, Third Uncle Xu seemed to have made his fortune by making clothing accessories, so getting a job at the textile factory now could be considered an early start to a legitimate career.
She had been foolish in her last life, but she didn't believe that Dong Wenzhong and Chen Yanran, those two fools, could have built a big business without someone helping them.
