Chapter 25: “It’s easy to spread rumors, but it takes a lot of effort to debunk them!…”

Chapter 25: "It's easy to spread rumors, but it takes a lot of effort to debunk them!..."

For Zai Zai, being lifted high was a novel experience. In Yongrui Village, Zhao Wu would only occasionally return home, and when he did, he would always smile and lift his younger brother as if he were flying. His brother said it was even more fun than swinging on a swing. It was then that Zhu Zhu learned that whenever Zhao Wu returned, he would take Qin Meilan and Zhao Xiaojie to the city's children's park, where there were swings that could lift little babies high into the air.

Just hearing about it made her envious.

Zhu Zhu never made a fuss, but she often stood expectantly beside Zhao Wu, waiting for him to put her brother down, hoping that maybe next time, it would be her turn. However, that moment never came. When Zhao Wu put her brother down and turned away, he wouldn't even glance at Zhu Zhu.

Before dreaming of the original plot of the novel, Zhu Zhu didn't know that she wasn't a child of the Zhao family. Later, when she found out and met her mother, everything happened so quickly. The sudden happiness made her feel like she was floating on cloud nine, and she forgot all about her past disappointments.

After arriving at Yunbi Resort, Ji Ning also held Zhu Zhu, struggling a bit to lift her onto the suitcase for a ride, which was also a very happy experience.

Now, Zhu Zhu had a new experience.

Zai Zai was lifted so high, her round little body floating in the air as if she were flying.

So, Mr. Jiang was so strong that he could easily lift her so high!

Zhu Zhu asked if the factory would be willing to hire a "factory treasure."

Jiang Cheng smiled and told her that it would definitely be no problem.

This was the first time Jiang Cheng had held a child.

He had only recently watched some of Ji Ning's earlier works, where she appeared chubby, like a sticky rice dumpling. Zhu Zhu probably took after her mother when she was young. Although life in Yongrui Village was tough, she wasn't a skinny baby.

To him, Zhu Zhu didn't feel heavy at all.

But there was a certain weight to her, a weight about the future that he hadn't anticipated in his life plans.

"Ahhh, I'm so jealous of Mr. Jiang! Can I hold little Zhu Bao too?"

"Men holding babies are so handsome; their arm muscles just pop out!"

"Am I the only one who noticed that Mr. Jiang isn't very good at holding babies? The way he's holding her, Zhu Zhu's 'wing roots' must be hurting."

"Pfft, 'wing roots'—hilarious!"

At this moment, Ji Ning and Jiang Cheng, who had sparked the team spirit within the amateur group, became the leaders among the nine guests.

The temporary tour guide's moment in the spotlight was completely overshadowed, though Tong Zhiqi and Tong Zhile hadn't realized it yet, still standing in front of the utility pole, studying the job posting.

The other celebrity guests gathered around as well.

Clearly, when faced with a problem, they didn't immediately think of solutions. Instead, they hoped the production team would go easy on them and not make things too difficult, or else it would end badly for everyone.

Even now, the idea of working in a factory to earn money for the return trip didn't excite them. It was only after the staff made their stance clear that the guests sighed and realized they had no choice but to become factory workers.

"We have no idea how to do any of this..." Pan Siran muttered.

"The job market is tough right now, and this job posting doesn't specify any requirements for education, age, or work experience. Plus, it offers on-the-spot interviews and daily wage, which means the position has a high turnover rate," Xiang Xinghui said.

"What does that mean?" Ding Muyun asked.

Xiang Xinghui: "It means the work is probably going to be quite hard."

In the live chat, fans explained to those unfamiliar with the couple.

"When the actress first started dating her husband, she wasn't as famous as she is now, but she was already somewhat well-known. The media speculated that she might quit acting after marrying into a wealthy family. Back then, we fans were really worried, but after they got married, she kept releasing new works..."

"To say that my brother-in-law is from a wealthy family is a bit of an exaggeration. Back then, as my sister became more popular, someone uncovered that he was just from a well-off family with a few factories. However, my brother-in-law doesn't have much business sense, and there have always been rumors that the factories were not doing well, with several closing down. I don't know the current situation, but it's definitely not as good as my sister's income."

"Actually, just from Xiang Xinghui's personality, you can tell he lacks ambition. Many couples are like this; at the start, they can't stand being apart for even a second, but falling in love is easy while living together is hard. Over time, the pluses become minuses. Especially since Ding Muyun's career has been on the rise, while Xiang Xinghui has remained stagnant, they're not on the same page, making it hard to balance the relationship."

"Although it's not a fundamental issue that brought things to this point, it feels like someone tied a knot in this relationship that can't be untied."

Several celebrity guests are still debating whether it's feasible to go into the factory.

At the same time, if they can think of an easier way, that would be even better.

As they talk, they keep going in circles without getting anywhere.

Ji Ning pulls out her phone, calls the number on the job posting, and sets up an interview.

"Ningning says: Are we going or not? If not, we're leaving."

"I'm getting really annoyed watching those groups hesitate; it's frustrating."

"It's not just hesitating; everyone has different concerns. With so many workers in the factory, and with big stars going, it might cause unnecessary trouble. These are all things to consider!"

"In today's live broadcast, the guests are mostly playing it by ear. It can only be said that the lack of a script is indeed an advantage of this show."

Ji Ning's actions are direct and efficient. By the time the celebrity guests come to their senses, the amateur group is already ready to leave.

The amateur group is quick and decisive, and the celebrity guests can only follow, though everyone looks worried.

Among so many people, the factory treasure Zhu Zhu is the most eager to start work.

"Is this the fearlessness of a newborn calf?" Fang Manyin says helplessly.

Zhu Zhu is a little illiterate and only half understands.

Is Sister Fang calling her a little calf?

Or maybe a spirited little tiger!

...

The director of Xiangxing Garment Factory, upon hearing that a group of big stars has come to the factory, specially digs his ears.

"Really?"

Xiangxing Garment Factory has been established for decades, and the factory's performance has always been mediocre.

Director Xiang is not exaggerating when he says that more than thirty years ago, most of the fashionable clothes worn by young people in the entire northern city came from their Xiangxing Garment Factory. However, no enterprise can always stand tall. As time passed, the glory of Xiangxing Garment Factory remained in the past, and he gradually became overwhelmed.

Nowadays, business is getting harder and harder. Director Xiang can't increase revenue, so he can only cut costs. Over time, the workers have protested, and it's increasingly difficult to retain people in various positions. Director Xiang's daughter always says that he is still using old methods in business. Now is the era of self-media where traffic is king. To make a breakthrough, one must keep up with the pace of young people.

But the child is still in college, strong on theory but when it comes to practical ideas, she just throws up her hands and says nothing, only muttering about needing to invite a few big stars to make a scene.

This is simply nonsense.

He also wants to invite big stars, but the question is, can he afford it?

Unexpectedly, now, the big stars have come uninvited.

The program group's guests are grand, and the photographers' equipment is also impressive.

Before the camera pans over, the responsible staff specially asks if it's convenient to shoot.

"Of course, it's convenient!"

Director Xiang's gaze swept over the outstanding faces, and he couldn't stop smiling.

The advertisement kicked off just like that, and best of all, there was no need to pay for it.

The celebrity guests clearly received preferential treatment, even bypassing the interview process and directly starting their roles.

The spirited amateur group no longer had to worry, standing in the corner and entertaining the curious baby.

"This is Ding Muyun! Welcome, welcome!"

Ding Muyun's popularity is no exaggeration. Director Xiang stepped forward, enthusiastically extending his hand.

After a round of over-the-top pleasantries, his eyes swept over the other celebrities, shining brightly, as netizens in the live chat would say, like he had struck gold.

The next moment, Director Xiang's gaze fixed on Ji Ning's face.

"Little Yuanbao!" he greeted her, "Just the other day, my child sent me a photo of you grown up, and both my wife and I almost didn't recognize you. Time flies by so quickly."

Director Xiang was calling Ji Ning by the name of a character she played in her childhood work.

Among so many celebrity guests, all of whom are popular young idols today, the director, not being a follower of the entertainment industry, didn't recognize them but recognized Ji Ning.

Director Xiang reminisced that twenty years ago, after watching the movie "Far Away" with his wife, they particularly liked the child named Little Yuanbao in it.

The couple dreamed of having a daughter like Little Yuanbao and worked hard for several years before finally realizing their dream.

At this point, it was no longer just polite small talk but had become genuinely heartfelt.

It felt like meeting a long-lost relative.

In fact, Director Xiang even pulled out his phone to video call his daughter, urging the "distant relative" to say hello with a beaming smile.

His daughter was in class, her phone hidden in her textbook, the video call kept ringing, refusing to stop even after being declined. It must have been something important, as she secretly answered, her eyes widening in surprise.

Although the child was already in college, the teacher wasn't oblivious. Hearing the noise, the teacher walked over sternly.

Ji Ning, staring at the stern, bespectacled teacher on the screen, awkwardly smiled: "H-hello, teacher?"

"OMG, Ningning is totally me when I see a teacher."

"Teacher: Hello what! Class is in session!"

"Tong Zhiqi, Fang Manyin, and Pan Siran are all confused; the director really doesn't recognize the three of them!"

"You can imagine how popular Ji Ning was back then, truly a household name as the nation's sweetheart."

"Actually feeling the star power of an amateur (doge)."

...

Director Xiang mentioned that he’d set up some easygoing roles for everyone, paying them daily wages like full-timers.

"Part-time wages are sufficient," Ding Muyun said, "Just assign us to whichever positions are short-staffed, the most important thing is not to cause you any trouble."

"Ding Muyun, after all, is a senior, with a broad perspective, considering everything very thoroughly."

"Netizens have a bird's-eye view, quick to judge, but in reality, these guests are also figuring things out as they dive into their first variety show."

Xiangxing Garment Factory is really short-staffed.

The wages offered by the factory owner aren’t great, the work is meticulous and tedious, and the working hours are long. Young workers have long since moved on to better opportunities, leaving many positions vacant.

Since the celebrity guests had already spoken up, Director Xiang didn’t hold back and had the manager take them to their workstations.

Most positions don’t require any prior experience. As the manager put it, with the team leader guiding them, they’ll pick it up right away.

By now, the celebrity guests had no more requests. They obediently followed the manager, going wherever they were taken to work.

Only Jiang Cheng made a few requests.

He wanted the work to be simple and straightforward, with no radiation or danger, and preferably, he could work while sitting.

The new guest, who had just joined the show, has been performing modestly, not stealing the spotlight or talking much, just quietly cooperating with the program's arrangements, occasionally eliciting a knowing smile, and thus has never been criticized.

But now, the live chat was ready to pounce.

Ji Ning: "You're going to get scolded."

Jiang Cheng: "Why?"

The netizens' fingers, which were clattering on the keyboards, suddenly stopped, momentarily forgetting to send the message.

They’d been called out...

"I can stand!" Zhu Zhu's head popped out from behind Uncle Jiang.

Jiang Cheng glanced at the child's height.

Sitting at work, she might not even reach the work surface, a point he had overlooked.

The manager nodded: "Then we'll arrange a simple and easy-to-operate job for the child, with no radiation or danger."

Ji Ning: "The scolding you were about to get has been retracted."

Jiang Cheng: "Why?"

"Hahahaha, Mr. Jiang's super dull sensitivity, asking two whys, and the topic just ended."

"Ji Ning had no intention of answering his question, hahahaha."

"Scolded too early, turns out Mr. Jiang was looking for a job for the baby."

"Have to say, Mr. Jiang is still very considerate, who let our Zhu Zhu want to be the factory's treasure."

"Ningning predicted me again!!!"

...

The manager arranged for the female guests to work at the meticulous task of trimming thread ends.

In the workshop, there was a team leader who guided everyone, each receiving a pair of scissors, and they could start working directly.

Mother and daughter had different tasks and had to work separately.

Ji Ning repeatedly confirmed that there were live broadcast cameras everywhere, with netizens supervising the entire process, plus the intern PD and another PD accompanying Zhu Zhu throughout, ensuring the child's safety with multiple layers of "insurance."

"Isn’t this a bit over the top? It’s just a show, not like we’re stranded in the wilderness."

"It's not an exaggeration at all!"

"Ji Ning has been very thoughtful. As long as it's related to the safety of children, it's a big issue."

The female celebs got handed scissors and didn’t need any training—it was a job you could pick up just by looking.

Other workers got distracted, sneaking glances at them now and then, but what everyone was most curious about was how much these celebrities were earning.

Among so many people, Ding Muyun was the most famous, making it hard not to feel a sense of distance. Though not a celeb, Tong Zhile often wore a stern expression, keeping people at arm's length. Fang Manyin came off as refined but aloof, keeping to herself, head down and eyes fixed on her work. As for Ji Ning, she wasn’t recognized by many since not everyone keeps up with celeb gossip, but she was the only one with a striking, almost aggressive beauty, looking quite intimidating when silent.

In contrast, Pan Siran, who’s always been a fan favorite, was the target of other workers trying to strike up a conversation.

"How do they figure out your pay?"

"It's hourly, paid daily."

"How much per hour?"

"I think it's twenty-one, or maybe twenty-three—I didn’t catch it exactly."

"Asking about pay is a big no-no in this line of work!"

"Factory work’s not like office jobs—pay’s pretty much out in the open."

"Why did everyone get so nosy once they found out the hourly wage?"

"I’ve got relatives who work in garment factories; their pay’s based on piecework—more you do, more you earn."

"No wonder the other workers are probably keeping an eye out to see if these celebs are just coasting and clocking hours."

There was no need for the workshop workers to observe secretly; the live stream audience eagerly took on this task.

The celebs’ work might not be the most precise. To dodge having to redo stuff, the team leader had them pair up or form small groups to double-check each other’s work.

According to the seating arrangement, Pan Siran and Fang Manyin were in one group, while Ji Ning, Ding Muyun, and Tong Zhile were in another.

There was a pile of winter clothes on the table; cutting threads wasn’t complicated, just tedious.

After learning about her aunt’s passing, Pan Siran tried to break the ice with Fang Manyin, occasionally starting conversations.

"So many threads?"

"Actually, these are pretty basic styles—if you style them right, they’d look great."

"Fang Fang barely responds to her—so awkward, I’m cringing."

"Does Fang Manyin have no manners? Even with strangers, you’d at least give a nod or something!"

"Sometimes I think broken relationships don’t need fixing. They say you can’t mend a shattered mirror, and it’s the same with friendships. In life, we meet so many people, most just passing through. If it weren’t for the show, they wouldn’t even bother trying to patch things up."

"But everyone’s different—whether it’s love, family, or friendship, it’s hard to find a perfect fit. What if the relationship’s just cracked, not completely broken?"

No one knows whether Pan Siran and Fang Manyin’s friendship is just cracked or completely shattered.

These past couple of days, thanks to the buzz around their show appearance, some of their junior high classmates posted old graduation photos on social media. In the photo, Fang Manyin looked pure and refined, while Pan Siran was sweet and well-behaved. Both were in school uniforms, standing close with bright smiles. This was the first time the photo had surfaced, and netizens couldn’t help but sigh. Back then, they’d never have imagined that years later, they’d share the screen again, yet barely spare each other a smile.

What netizens are most curious about is: when did their once-close relationship start to drift apart?

Tracing back the timeline, many suspect it began when Fang Manyin landed her first leading role. At the time, her future seemed bright, while Pan Siran was still unknown to the public. Slowly, they grew apart.

"Is it because of jealousy?"

"If Pan Siran started keeping her distance because Fang Manyin's career was doing better, what kind of friend is that?"

"Does anyone remember the rumors about Fang Manyin and some industry bigwigs when she first became famous? I suspect they fell out over resources, but it's not entirely about resources."

"Pan Siran's fans, stop being evasive and sarcastic. If you have evidence, show it. If not, don't spread rumors. The internet is not a lawless place."

The live stream camera panned to the female celebrity guests sitting in a row.

Not long after, the team leader went somewhere and brought back a board with the words "Xiangxing Garment Factory" written on it, probably to get some free advertising from the factory owner.

Meanwhile, the factory was still using the most traditional method of clocking in. The team leader took a list and after the other employees signed their names, handed it to Ding Muyun, asking her to have the show's guests sign in.

Pan Siran and Fang Manyin signed their names on the list.

When Fang Manyin handed the list back to Ding Muyun, she glanced at Ji Ning sitting nearby and said, "Pass it over."

Ding Muyun had seen the comments online.

Netizens have sharp eyes and noticed that she was relatively cold towards the civilian guest Ji Ning.

But such comments were harmless and wouldn't affect her much.

"Ji Ning," Fang Manyin stretched out her arm and handed the list to Ji Ning, "Sign it."

Ji Ning took the list and pen, signed her name, then turned to Tong Zhile and said, "Sign in."

Tong Zhile was holding scissors, trimming threads off the clothes.

Ji Ning gently nudged her with her elbow and said, "Sign your name."

"Tsk," Tong Zhile reacted and took the list.

Ji Ning handed her the pen: "Tsk."

Tong Zhile is impatient and often short-tempered. Since the recording began, she has repeatedly rubbed the audience the wrong way and has been labeled as rude.

"Why are you tsking?" Tong Zhile asked.

"You tsked first," Ji Ning said.

Tong Zhile pouted.

Looking annoyed.

Ji Ning pouted back.

She was also annoyed!

"Ha ha ha, are they in elementary school? I suspect if it weren't for the live stream, they could tsk a hundred times."

"Ningning: Don't tsk at me! You're too mean!"

"Little sister: I didn't, I wasn't..."

Tong Zhile signed her name.

Just then, Ding Muyun walked over and asked softly, "Are you done?"

"The actress was polite to everyone, but she deliberately avoided Ji Ning."

"Am I imagining things? Is there any grudge between them?"

Tong Zhile nodded, handed the paper and pen to the other person, and went back to snipping loose threads.

The quality of the clothes from Xiangxing Garment Factory is not bad, but the finishing touches are lacking, with threads everywhere inside and out—they keep popping up.

Tong Zhile and Ji Ning are in the same group, both heads down, working diligently. When they swapped to check each other's work, it was another round of busyness.

"Too many threads," Ji Ning propped her chin on her hand.

Tong Zhile gazed upward: "More than my brother's hair."

"Hahahahaha, the top male idol's image is taking a hit!"

"Does Tong Zhiqi have little hair?"

"No no no! I can testify, Qiqi is not at risk of baldness, he has a lot of hair, very small hair partings, and it's definitely not a wig."

"Can you watch what you say in public, sis!!!"

"So has the top male idol had a hair transplant?"

"No, really not, perfectly illustrating what it means to 'it takes one mouth to spread rumors, but a marathon to debunk them'..."

...

Meanwhile, in the Jiang family's old house, the long-unused TV screen in the living room lit up.

Zhou Yanjun figured out how to cast to the TV, so she could watch the live broadcast on the big screen.

Jiang Songlin still had a stern face, thinking his son was not focusing on his work, not staying at the company, but instead going on TV.

The first thing Zhou Yanjun opened was the workshop responsible for cutting threads.

After discovering Jiang Cheng playing alone on a rocking car last night, she suddenly felt that chasing after a female celebrity wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

But, which female celebrity is he pursuing by creating opportunities?

From last night to this morning, Zhou Yanjun did a lot of research online and got to know the female guests to some extent.

The problem is, she doesn't know her own son.

For over twenty years, Zhou Yanjun has never heard the name of any girl from his mouth.

For this, she asked Mr. Wen, but this young man also knew nothing, whether he really didn't know or was keeping secrets for Jiang Cheng.

"Where is Jiang Cheng?" Jiang Songlin asked unhappily, looking at the TV screen.

Zhou Yanjun lowered her head to study the phone software: "There is another live broadcast room here."

She opened the live broadcast of another workshop.

Sure enough, she saw her son.

"It's the child who did tasks with my son in yesterday's show," Zhou Yanjun was amused, "The garment factory even hired a child laborer."

Jiang Songlin's brow furrowed even tighter: "He went on the show to play house with a child?"

"Our son's rigid personality is just like yours," Zhou Yanjun sighed helplessly.

As a mother, Zhou Yanjun hoped that her son could learn to slow down and enjoy life through this show...

However, Jiang Cheng had never done anything meaningless. Participating in this show, only to stick labels with kids in the workshop—what was his intention?

Zhou Yanjun's gaze fell on Little Zhu Zhu on the TV.

The production team really knew how to pick young guests. She wondered whose child this was—so cute.

She nudged Jiang Songlin: "Look, this kid is fun."

Jiang Songlin didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

No interest. Kids could be fun? They were the most annoying.

...

The work in the workshop was monotonous, but what netizens cared about wasn't the female guests' thread-trimming skills.

What they were more interested in was the interaction between the guests.

Perhaps because time was dragging on, Pan Siran and Fang Manyin occasionally chatted.

Given their current state, deep conversations weren't appropriate, so casual small talk made their interactions feel much more natural.

Netizens were surprised to find that the seemingly aloof Fang Manyin actually had a bit of a dry wit, while the clever Pan Siran sometimes struggled to keep up with the jokes.

Ji Ning and Tong Zhile had formed a solid work friendship.

After cutting the threads, the other would double-check the clothes. At first, Tong Zhile would frown when having to redo Ji Ning's work, and this frown would spark Ji Ning's competitive spirit, leading to a direct competition between the two.

They asked the team leader for paper and pens, keeping score under their names each time they won. After dozens of rounds, it was still a close match, even getting netizens fired up.

"There's still one here," Tong Zhile squinted during the check.

"Look over there, what's that?" Ji Ning pointed to the corner.

Tong Zhile: "Don't try that."

With a "snip," Ji Ning swiftly cut the extra thread.

"?" Tong Zhile said, "You cheated."

Ji Ning nodded: "Yep."

"Ningning: Unbothered.jpg"

"Hahahaha so who's gonna win in the end!"

"Ahhh such children!"

While the two team members were fooling around, Ding Muyun rarely looked up, her hands never pausing.

She frowned, occasionally rubbing her temples.

Ji Ning was sitting next to her, but they barely exchanged a word the entire time.

Every time she finished cutting the threads on a piece of clothing, she passed it on and immediately began the next one.

At first, Ding Muyun didn't notice anything unusual.

It wasn't until she massaged her sore shoulders, intending to take a break, that she saw Ji Ning reworking her part.

Ding Muyun's expression froze for a moment.

"I noticed that the clothes the actress trimmed take a long, long time for Ningning to check. Ding Muyun also seems a bit off, constantly rubbing her temples, but it doesn't look like she's slacking off. Her expression looks way more serious than everyone else's."

"Hey—I’ve got a theory, could the actress be going presbyopic?"

"She's only forty, how could she be presbyopic!"

"Btw, presbyopia doesn't only start in one's seventies or eighties. I just looked up some related information a few days ago, let me drop some knowledge. As we age, the lens of the eye loses its elasticity, and it's quite common to develop presbyopia around forty."

The netizens were still speculating.

Ding Muyun stared at the loose threads she had completely missed, her mind racing.

Actually, presbyopia is normal, but she couldn’t help but care, unable to face it with ease.

People always say not to stress about looks or getting older, but in the entertainment industry, it's hard not to.

Since her youth, Ding Muyun has been hard on herself, always maintaining a tense, optimal state.

Now, as she grows older and her status in the industry rises, she still hasn't learned the so-called sense of relaxation.

She thought she had it under wraps.

Unexpectedly, Ji Ning seemed to have noticed.

Ji Ning put in a ton of effort redoing her work, but unlike when she joked with Tong Zhile, she didn't tease Ding Muyun.

Ding Muyun hesitated for a moment, then pursed her lips and silently averted her gaze.

...

Zhu Zhu’s just a kid, and sharp scissors are too dangerous for her, making her unsuitable for trimming threads.

Therefore, she and the other three guests were assigned the task of hanging tags and attaching labels to clothes.

In the workshop, everyone was sitting and working, except for Xiao Tuanzi, who was too short and had to stand.

She even had to tiptoe to reach.

Zhu Zhu wasn't afraid of being tired; it was a fresh experience, and the Team leader uncle said, "If you have hands, you can do it."

It’s right up her alley.

The hand attaching labels couldn't stop, and the position of the labels was also particular—not too high, not too low.

Tong Zhiqi and Xiang Xinghui's hands were sore, and their hearts were tired, but the live broadcast camera was right in front of them, meaning their hourly wage of twenty-one yuan was being watched by tens of thousands of viewers every second.

For the first time, they felt that earning money was such hard work...

There wasn't much interaction among the three male guests, Tong Zhiqi and Xiang Xinghui secretly glanced at the parachute sponsor, Mr. Jiang.

It was clear that he was also feeling hopeless.

"Hahahaha, this job feels even more boring than trimming threads next door. Doing the same thing every day, for more than ten hours, wouldn't it make you feel emo?"

"But this position is perfect for daydreaming, Mr. Jiang has been spacing out for a long time..."

"I can testify, Mr. Jiang isn't daydreaming, he's watching Little Zhu Zhu being cute!"

Little Zhu Zhu doesn’t know yet that, to avoid complications, the factory manager doesn’t plan to pay her, this little child worker.

She is diligent and hardworking, becoming the most diligent factory treasure, all to earn money to buy a gift for her mom.

The baby is earning money, and it’s not something that can be done carelessly. She can practice her actions slowly, but if the labels aren’t placed correctly, the strict Team leader will scold her.

Jiang Cheng is realizing for the first time that a child can be so focused.

Her small hands aren’t very nimble as she holds the label, afraid of placing it in the wrong spot.

Zhu Zhu is very careful, firmly pressing down the label.

Is she so careful because she’s often been criticized in the past?

"You did really well," Jiang Cheng said.

"I’m shocked—the baby works more carefully than I do. No wonder the boss always says I contribute less to the company than a three-year-old."

"Sisters in the live chat, be careful, you've already been manipulated by the boss!"

"Every time Zhu Zhu is praised, she’s both surprised and overjoyed."

"Since leaving Yongrui Village, the baby has been met with so much kindness—it’s really heartwarming."

Zhu Zhu tilts her head, her lips curling into a slight smile, revealing her cute little teeth.

Jiang Cheng is also figuring out how to get along with Zhu Zhu.

The child's sparkling little eyes are also an encouragement to him.

He wants to practice taking care of children well, always ready to praise a few words.

To build Zhu Zhu's courage and confidence.

The leader of the praise squad is here.

"Amazing."

"Very smart."

"Really great."

Jiang Cheng is gradually getting the hang of it.

Xiao Tuanzi is gradually getting confused.

"Zai Zai: What did I do that was so great?"

"Mr. Jiang: I don’t know, my mouth and I aren’t exactly on speaking terms."