Lin Lan has been a model worker for ten years, and her Advanced Producer Award covers half the wall. She is a flower praised by everyone in the Red Star Textile Factory. But when you turn thirty, what awaits you is not a promotion, but a cold layoff notice. Overnight, the iron rice bowl was shattered, and model workers became unemployed youths. Her husband thinks she is embarrassed and sighs all day long: "Other people's wives are in state-owned enterprises, where do you want me to put my face?" Her husband's family says she is useless, and they criticize her every day: "Chickens that can't lay eggs now don't even have nests!" Neighbors who used to be enthusiastic in the past will avoid her when they see her, and they will gossip behind her back. Desperate? Lin Lan looked at her calloused but extremely dexterous hands, wiped away her tears, and stepped on the creaking sewing machine again in the narrow corridor of Tongzilou. From imitating the bell-bottom trousers in Hong Kong style magazines to improving the pattern of high-quality shirts; from a street stall that no one cares about, to the clothing counter of a contracted supply and marketing cooperative; from being squeezed out by a large state-owned factory to creating its own clothing brand, leading the trend of an era. Those who once laughed at her are now trying to get something from her. The husband who was embarrassed by her at first was so regretful that his intestines turned green, and he blocked the door of her factory and begged for forgiveness. Lin Lan just smiled faintly and drove away in front of him in the newly purchased Santana. Her life does not need to be defined by others. From the moment she picks up the scissors and cloth ruler, it is her own decision! ** Tags: ** Chronicles, career counterattack, business war, history of struggles of little people, inspirational life
