NovelEnglishChapter 262 The morning passed quickly. By the tthe move was completed and everything was unpacked, it was already noon.
The front door had not been closed properly, allowing the voices of passersby in the alley to drift into the house. They were gossiping about how the Fitzgerald family must have fallen into ruin. If not, why would they return to their old home? Their mocking laughter carried on without end.
Annoyed, Sarah walked to the door, intending to shut it and block out the chatter.
Just as she reached for the door, a middle-aged woman smirked. "Oh, Ms. Fitzgerald, back in Yewford Town? You shouldn't still be dreaming of living like a noble lady. I'm telling you this out of kindness. Our town is about to open a new factory. Why don't you consider getting a job there? I heard the pay is quite good. Earning a living might save you and your mother from starving." "Spareyour kindness!" Sarah snapped before slamming the door shut.
Meanwhile, at the edge of Yewford Town, construction on the factory was progressing at full speed. Workers were already moving machines inside.
With the equipment and raw material storage nearly set up, operations were expected to begin within a week. "Ms. Smith, we're truly grateful that you're willing to do something for the people of Yewford Town," said Luther Zieglar, the town mayor, his gratitude evident.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You're too kind, Mr. Ziegler. If not for your help, I wouldn't have been able to start recruiting seamstresses so quickly," Janice replied.
Although Yewford Town was in the south, it was just as undeveloped as snorthern regions. Winters were harsh, with few people seeking jobs away from home. The local economy was sluggish.
The opening of such a large factory would finally give the women in town a steady source of income.
This factory was a project initiated by Prosper Stitch Group. After Janice won her international award, Edward immediately instructed his team to purchase and renovate the facility.
A few days ago, when Janice mentioned reaching out to her former business partners, Edward took the opportunity to bring up this project.
Without hesitation, she traveled here to oversee the progress. In just two days, the factory's construction had advanced at an impressive pace.
Hiring seamstresses in Yewford Town was particularly easy. Nine out of ten women were skilled in crochet, and their craftsmanship was excellent.
Moreover, there were many small workshops in the town producing raw materials. If these workshops could be brought under the factory's operations, material costs could be reduced by nearly a third.
Luther said, "Regarding the raw material suppliers you mentioned, I've already made arrangements. They all know about you, Ms. Smith. The moment they heard you were coming to Yewford Town, they were thrilled. They all said they're open to negotiations. What matters is that they have the chance to work with you!" Many of these suppliers were eager to secure a partnership with Prosper Stitch Group.
On top of that news of Janice's international award had spread throughout. Yewford Town. The local crochet workshops were even using her nin their advertisements, proudly claiming that she was one of their own.
Janice nodded. "Then please arrange a time, and I'll secure a venue for the meeting." "Absolutely! I'll handle it," Luther promised.
At this point, he saw her as the pride of Yewford Town.
Rumors in the outside world suggested that she had strong ties with Prosper Stitch Group's chairman, and Luther was hopeful that she could help drive the town's economic development.
For that reason, no matter what she asked for, he personally ensured that it got done. At such a crucial moment, anyone who delayed her work would be standing in his way.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter finishing his work for the day, Luther returned home, only to have his wife, Vivian Cardwell, greet him with unexpected news.
"Two people cby earlier this evening," she said.
"Who?" "Mrs. Fitzgerald and her daughter. The ones who moved to Greenfield City before," Vivian explained.
Luther paused in surprise. "What did they want?"
"They've moved back. Mrs. Fitzgerald casking if you could arrange a job for her daughter even iûts just a ve minor managerial role in the factory. Back in the day, her husband did a lot for this town. She's hoping you can help them out," she said. Arranging a factory job wasn't difficult. The new facility still had an opening for a cashier.
Luther thought for a moment before ughte nodding. "Tell her daughter to report to the new factory next Monday. The new salary will be two thousand dollars a month." Later that evening, Helena received a call. Overjoyed, she rushed to tell Sarah the good news. Sarah's reaction was far from enthusiastic.
"What? Only two thousand dollars? And I have to work eight hours a day? Are they exploitsane? That's basically With my qualifications, I should be earning at least ten grand a month!"
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