"Song Wei?"
Chen Erhu frowned: "I seem to have heard of this person's name. She founded a women's mutual aid club, which has been very popular recently. Many newspapers want to interview her. Dealing with her is not an easy task."
"I know."
Shen Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and stood up straight: "But I just want to deal with her. If you don't want to help me, I will abort the child in your belly."
"you dare!"
Chen Erhu was furious and raised his hand to strangle her neck: "If you hurt my son, I want you to die badly."
"Death is death."
Shen Jiaojiao looked at him intently: "If I die, your son will still die!"
"you……"
Chen Erhu's expression froze, and after struggling for a long time, he took back the hand on her neck: "Bitch, you are cruel! Okay, for the sake of my son, I will take a risk for you."
Tsk, she knew that as long as she sacrificed her child, no matter how excessive her request was, he would comply with her.
Shen Jiaojiao's eyebrows curved and she leaned into his arms again.
"Brother Erhu, I knew you were the best to me."
"Know that I am good to you, so take good care of my son."
Chen Erhu hugged her and kept his eyes on her belly.
The two of them had their own thoughts, and no one noticed that while the two of them were talking, there was a man standing at the door of Chen Erhu's house.
…
At the same time, Song Wei was at her home in Qingmu University, discussing matters with Ning Haitang, Huang Hua, Qin Xianxian, Kong Jiaqi, Hu Wei and others.
In recent times, the Women's Mutual Aid Club has helped a lot of people, but there are still many people who have not received help.
In order to give all the girls who asked them for help a bright future, Song Wei and others decided to set up a magazine and a clothing factory in the imperial capital.
The magazine can provide jobs for girls who have read books, and can also print and distribute promotional materials to let more people know about the women's mutual aid club and join them.
Garment factories can also create many jobs, but those jobs are more suitable for girls with low academic qualifications but hard work and hard work.
In short, if magazines and clothing factories can develop and reach scale, they will not only provide a place for many poor girls to settle down, but also provide funds for women's mutual aid societies.
But there is a very important thing now. Whether it is a magazine or a clothing factory, it needs people to manage it.
"For the magazine, I can serve as the president."
Seeing that the development of the women's mutual aid club was reaching an impasse, Huang Hua had no choice but to step forward.
"Don't look at me because I look tall and tall. In fact, my family comes from a scholarly family. It's not difficult for me to manage a magazine."
"His family does have a certain status in the domestic literary world."
Ning Haitang pondered for a while, looked into Song Wei's eyes and said, "Let him be the president of the magazine. Our magazine will avoid many detours."
"Then the matter is settled."
Song Wei chuckled lightly and turned to look at Huang Hua: "You will be solely responsible for the magazine! If you have any needs, just ask them directly and we will do our best to satisfy you."
"Everything else is easy to deal with, just the content of the magazine. We need to discuss it carefully."
Huang Hua touched his chin, his attitude rarely serious.
"I want to serialize a novel in a magazine. When you have time, go and ask the members of your women's mutual aid club to see who can write a novel. If anyone can, ask them to write a novel of 20,000 to 30,000 words as soon as possible. I will let them know. Try the magazine."
Novel?
Song Wei, Ning Haitang, Qin Xianxian and Kong Jiaqi looked at each other, all eager to try.
"Can we write?"
"Of course, you can mobilize everyone to write it together. After it is written, I will go to the senior editor to review it. If the editor thinks your manuscript is useful, the magazine will pay you a publishing fee."
That's a good feeling.
Song Wei and others' eyes lit up and they agreed immediately.
"The magazine issue has been settled. Now we have to worry about the clothing factory."
Hu Wei rubbed his eyebrows and said solemnly: "Sister Weiwei, do you know anyone who is suitable to be the director of a clothing factory?"
"Hmm... Thinking about it carefully, I really have a suitable candidate on hand! He has a factory building in his hands. As long as we can find him sewing machines and workers, the garment factory can be opened."
Song Wei's eyes flashed, and she subconsciously showed a hesitant expression: "But the business that that person did before was not very clean, and he had a lot of charlatanism."
"Are you talking about Zhang Dabiao?"
After hearing her words, Ning Haitang immediately guessed who her favorite candidate was.
She hummed, somewhat disapproving of her decision.
"That man is just a gangster. How can he be the director of our clothing factory?"
"Zhang Dabiao has many shortcomings, but his nature is not bad."
Song Wei pursed her lips and insisted on giving Zhang Dabiao a chance.
"Did you know? After knowing that I was going to deal with Shen Jiaojiao, he begged for mercy for Shen Jiaojiao. He and Shen Jiaojiao were just in love, but even so, he still wanted to win over Shen Jiaojiao. It can be seen from this , his heart is kinder than he appears! If we let him be the director of our garment factory, maybe we can lead him back to the right path."
"this……"
When Ning Haitang heard this, he immediately fell into hesitation.
"Well, you find a chance to talk to Zhang Dabiao."
Huang Hua took a deep breath and came up with a solution.
"If Zhang Dabiao can promise not to engage in unscrupulous business in the future and follow us down-to-earth, we will make him the director of the garment factory. If he refuses to repent, then we will find someone else to take charge of the garment factory. "
"good."
Song Wei nodded happily: "I will go find Zhang Da tonight..."
"Sister Weiwei."
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted.
Xia Changan's younger brother Xia Changning opened the door and walked in from the outside.
"A very fierce-looking brother came to the house. He said his name is Zhang Dabiao. He has something very important to tell you."
Zhang Dabiao?
what is this? Say Cao Cao Cao Cao has arrived?
Song Weili was happy and immediately waved her hands to Ning Haitang and others: "Let's stop talking here today. You go first. I'll talk to Zhang Dabiao. After I talk to him and get the result, we will decide on the director of the clothing factory. Who does it?"
"Then please be safe."
Ning Haitang and others got up obediently, told her some things, and left in twos and threes.
"Go and call Zhang Dabiao in."
After they walked away, Song Wei smiled and rubbed Xia Changning's head.
"okay."
Xia Changning scampered away.
"Sister Weiwei, something big has happened."
Not long after, Zhang Dabiao appeared in front of Song Wei.
As soon as he entered the door, he grabbed her arm and yelled exaggeratedly.
