Zhou Jiaojiao, looking at Shen Meng, who was calm and collected, could no longer maintain the smile on her face. Recently, in the village, everyone had been singing Shen Meng's praises. But she, too, had a secure job. If it weren't for her pregnancy, she would also be the object of everyone's envy. And as soon as the baby was born, she would be able to go work in the county.
These days, the cooperative director was particularly impressed with Jiaxuan, entrusting him with many errands. She had connections in the textile factory and the cooperative. As long as she got in touch with the Cooperative Society, it would be set. She had already found out - it was Li Qianqian who was in charge of the head flowers, but she was in her postnatal confinement. So the matter was supposed to rest in Hu Biao's hands.
He was a filial son; as long as his mother asked, he would definitely hand the matter over to her. Everything Shen Meng could do, she could do as well.
