Reborn in 79, the educated youth wife regretted her divorce.

Chapter 65 I'll Make You Spend the Rest of Your Life in Jail

"If you dare utter another word, I'll make sure you rot in jail," Jiang Yang roared.

He immediately took out his pager and sent a message to Luo Shan, briefly explaining the situation.

Then, he followed Dazhuang and ran all the way towards the hospital.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Dazhuang carried Xiaoni into the emergency room, followed closely by Cai Chunmei and Jiang Yang.

"Please save my daughter!" Cai Chunmei cried out.

A doctor in a white coat came over, and after a brief examination of Xiao Ni's condition, said with a grave expression, "The situation is not good; she needs surgery immediately."

“Yes! I’ll do it no matter the cost.” Cai Chunmei nodded repeatedly.

"Go pay the bill first," the doctor said, pointing to the cashier.

Cai Chunmei was stunned. She frantically searched her body and finally only managed to pull out a few crumpled bills.

"Doctor, I don't have that much money with me." Her voice trembled.

Dazhuang got anxious and asked, "Mom, where's the two hundred yuan I gave you last time?"

Cai Chunmei said with a long face, "The landlord came to collect the rent, and I gave it all to him."

The nurse Xiaoyuan, who was standing to the side, rolled her eyes impatiently: "If you don't have money, don't come to the hospital. You're wasting our time."

"What kind of attitude is this? Do you deserve to wear this white coat?" Jiang Yang shouted angrily.

Xiao Yuan glanced at him disdainfully: "The hospital isn't a charity. If you don't have money, just go out and wait to die!"

Jiang Yang immediately flew into a rage. He pointed at Xiao Yuan and said sternly, "I'm going to file a complaint against you. Call your supervisor over." Xiao Yuan scoffed disdainfully, "Complain? What are you pretending to be, you poor bastard?"

Jiang Yang couldn't hold back any longer. He pulled out a wad of hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and slapped her across the face.

The sound of banknotes hitting your face was especially clear in the noisy emergency room.

People around turned their heads, watching this scene in surprise.

Xiao Yuan was stunned, staring at the banknotes scattered on the ground, her eyes filled with greed.

Jiang Yang looked at her coldly and said, word by word, "Now, can we save them?"

Xiao Yuan's attitude instantly changed 180 degrees: "Okay, I'll go find a doctor right now!"

After saying that, she bent down, picked up the banknotes from the ground, and ran away in a flash.

Cai Chunmei and her son Dazhuang suddenly knelt down in front of Jiang Yang with a "plop" and kept kowtowing.

"Thank you for saving Xiaoni!"

Jiang Yang quickly helped them up and comforted them, "Don't be like this, Xiao Ni will be alright."

Half an hour later, the emergency room door finally opened.

The doctor took off his mask and said wearily, "The surgery was a success. The child is out of danger. He had six stitches in his forehead and received a tetanus shot. He can be discharged after a few days of observation in the hospital."

Dazhuang and Cai Chunmei wept with joy, repeatedly thanking the doctor.

Jiang Yang finally felt relieved.

Looking at Xiao Ni, who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face and a bandage wrapped around her forehead, he felt a surge of pity.

This reminded him of his younger sister Jiang Xue, who lived far away in his hometown. She was just as well-behaved, sensible, and lovable.

"Big sister, do you know how to use a sewing machine?" he asked Cai Chunmei.

Cai Chunmei wiped away her tears and choked out, "Yes, I used to work in a garment factory as a seamstress. But the factory didn't do well and they laid me off."

Garment factory?

In that era, many state-owned factories were inefficient, suffered heavy losses, and faced the risk of bankruptcy.

If we could organize the skilled workers from these factories and set up our own garment processing plant, wouldn't that be a sure-fire way to make money?

"Sister, which garment factory did you work at before? Can you tell me the details?" Jiang Yang pressed.

Cai Chunmei nodded, wiped away her tears, and tried to calm herself down: "It's the Yanjing Garment Factory in the southern suburbs. The factory is very big and used to be very profitable, but I don't know what happened, it just got worse year by year."

“My husband and I are both from out of town. We were temporary workers in the factory. When there were layoffs, we temporary workers were the first to be laid off.”

Jiang Yang nodded, understanding dawning on his mind.

It seems that this Yanjing Garment Factory is barely surviving with government support, and it's probably not far from going bankrupt.

Laying off temporary workers is just the beginning of a death throes.

He instructed Cai Chunmei to take good care of Li Xiaoni, and then said to Dazhuang, "Come on, take me to the garment factory where you used to work."

Da Zhuang scratched his head and replied in a simple and honest manner, "Okay, Brother Yang."

The Yanjing Garment Factory is located in the southern suburbs, in a remote area. The factory gate is rusty, and the paint on the walls is peeling off, revealing the gray bricks inside.

The guardhouse at the entrance had a window pane missing, which was covered with newspaper and had a slogan printed on it that read "Family planning is good".

As soon as Jiang Yang and Da Zhuang reached the door, they were stopped by a young security guard wearing a faded blue uniform and a red armband.

"What?"

Security guard Xiao Liu squinted at him, his tone unfriendly.

Although the factory wasn't doing well, it was still a state-owned enterprise and had many rules and regulations.

"I've come to talk to the factory manager about cooperation," Jiang Yang said bluntly.

Xiao Liu looked him up and down. He was wearing an ordinary blue Zhongshan suit and cloth shoes with thick soles. He didn't look like a big boss at all.

These days, everyone who can negotiate with a factory is dressed in a suit and tie, exuding an air of importance.

Is this kid trying to trick him?

He immediately waved his hand impatiently: "The factory manager is very busy and doesn't have time to see irrelevant people. Hurry up and leave." Jiang Yang frowned slightly: "You're just a lowly security guard, how dare you make decisions for the factory manager? If you delay the factory manager's big business, can you take responsibility?"

Xiao Liu was stunned.

He never expected that this seemingly ordinary young man would have such a powerful aura.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally compromised: "Then... then come with me, but don't blame me if the factory manager refuses to see you."

Jiang Yang followed him through the overgrown yard and arrived at a two-story building.

The hallway was dimly lit, and the walls were covered with various slogans and notices, giving off a musty smell.

Xiao Liu knocked on the door of the innermost office on the second floor, then pushed the door open and went in: "Factory manager, someone wants to talk business with you."

In the office, a middle-aged man with a bloated figure and thinning hair was sitting behind his desk, leisurely drinking tea.

Hearing Xiao Liu's words, he looked up and frowned slightly in displeasure.

"Didn't I tell you? I won't see anyone. What kind of ears do you have?"

Zhuang Yongqiang put down his teacup, his tone unfriendly.

Xiao Liu said, sounding a little aggrieved, "But he said... he came to discuss business..."

Zhuang Yongqiang didn't believe him at all and glared at him: "Talk business? With his outfit? Don't you have any sense? Get out of here right now!"

"Director Zhuang, don't get so angry, it's bad for your health."

Jiang Yang spoke calmly, seemingly unaffected by Zhuang Yongqiang's attitude.

"I'm here today to discuss a business deal with you."

Zhuang Yongqiang scoffed, "Now any Tom, Dick, or Harry can do business with me? Xiao Liu, why are you bringing just anyone into this business?"