The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era

Shen Chaobei was overwhelmed by the noise of the workers, when he saw Shen Mingzhu standing there, having been there for who knows how long, and suddenly felt as if he had seen a lifesaver.

"Mingzhu, you’re here!"

Shen Mingzhu walked over with a measured step, her voice calm, "How many times have I said this? In the factory, everyone should call me ’Factory Manager.’"

Shen Chaobei hurriedly corrected himself and called out "Factory Manager."

The workers had also wanted to call Shen Mingzhu by her name, but hearing Shen Chaobei address her as "Factory Manager," they all followed suit.

"...Factory Manager, you’ve come at just the right time. Today, just give it to us straight, is the factory going to reopen, or what?"

"Yes, if we can’t get back to work, we might as well go home. It’s just the right time to help with the harvest."

After all the workers had their say, Shen Mingzhu finally spoke to reassure them, "The factory will definitely continue operations. I won’t hide it from you, I’m even more anxious than you, wishing we could start production immediately. But we have to abide by the rules. As long as the production license hasn’t come through, the factory can only remain closed."

"So how long do we have to wait then? It’s been a month already."

"Yeah, we can’t keep being idle like this forever. You have to give us a clear answer."