Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 1130: Where Did You Run Off To?

Upon arriving back at the headquarters, a woman was spotted standing right at the entrance.

Ling Tianze spotted the visitor immediately and turned to Xinyan, saying, "Young Master, that’s Jiang Xiaomin."

At that moment, Xinyan examined the woman standing nearby more carefully, clad in black pants and a white shirt.

As they came closer, Jiang Xiaomin stepped forward. Not recognizing Xinyan, she addressed Ling Tianze directly, "Mr. Ling, I’ve taken care of my personal matters."

In her divorce, she requested nothing except her daughter.

Her prior job had been arranged via her ex-husband’s relatives, so they reclaimed it after the split.

With her daughter to provide for now, she desperately needed to land a job quickly.

Ling Tianze made the introduction, "This is our boss. Let’s go inside and talk."

Jiang Xiaomin hadn’t anticipated Ling Tianze’s boss being so youthful, yet seeing Xinyan sparked fresh hope in her, and she nodded vigorously, "Okay."

Entering the main courtyard, their base for business operations, now widely recognized as the headquarters.

Indoors, Xinyan indicated the wooden sofa across from her and said, "Please, have a seat."

Ling Tianze and Qi Baocheng fetched two cups of water, then returned to their office to continue working.

Xinyan dove right in, "Mr. Jiang, what was your main responsibility at the sugar factory union?"

Jiang Xiaomin responded straightforwardly, "I mainly drafted union promotional documents and helped colleagues manage and resolve conflicts between employees and their families."

Their conversation stretched beyond half an hour. Jiang Xiaomin displayed impressive adaptability, thoroughly impressing Xinyan.

Operating a beauty salon effectively requires stellar products and services, but promotion and interpersonal skills matter greatly too. The discussion made plain just how eager Jiang Xiaomin was for this role.

Xinyan felt certain that, granted the opportunity, Jiang Xiaomin would commit fully.

Xinyan reached out her hand, "Comrade Jiang Xiaomin, welcome to our team."

Jiang Xiaomin buzzed with excitement, "Thank you for giving me this opportunity."

She held back from swearing loyalty outright, yet her face and eyes already broadcast it clearly.

Xinyan grinned, "For the next three days, I will conduct one-on-one training with you. I hope you can apply what you learn quickly."

Every employee under her signed a confidentiality agreement plus a work contract, with Jiang Xiaomin proving no different.

Prior to putting pen to contract, Jiang Xiaomin openly discussed her present circumstances.

Xinyan knew the details already from Ling Tianze; none of it mattered as long as it didn’t hinder her performance.

She recalled Manjuan, widowed, severed from her in-laws, and raising two daughters alone. Now, a second divorced mother with one child was coming aboard.

Aunt Man evolved from utter cluelessness to independent mastery, her diligence not just quieting her in-laws but also nurturing her daughters splendidly.

Musing on her former life, Xinyan pondered the harsh struggles facing widowed or divorced women without support.

The prospect of transforming their destinies surged pride through her veins.

After leaving the shop and heading to school, Xinyan encountered the long-vanished Jiang Peiqin and dashed up: "Jiang Peiqin, what’s going on? Weren’t you supposed to get married? Where did you disappear to?"

Observing Xinyan’s distress, Jiang Peiqin tugged her aside promptly: "Calm down, my dear, something came up, and the wedding had to be postponed. It was urgent, and I didn’t get to tell you."

In response, Xinyan stated, "I called your home several times. The first person who answered said you went out of town with your grandpa, and afterward, I couldn’t get any information. They just said you hadn’t returned, and I was about to report it."

Jiang Peiqin hastened to soothe her, "I can’t explain it all at once. If you’re free, let’s find a place to eat and talk."

As Xinyan prepared to speak, Jiang Peiqin’s stomach let out a loud growl.

She bit back her words, "Alright, let’s go to that new Cantonese restaurant nearby. The light flavors will be perfect for someone as worn out as you."