Reborn in 1993: Fired? I'll Open My Own Factory
Reborn in 1993, Xu Chuntang found the same letter of responsibility waiting for her.
The factory director said, "Sign it first. The factory won't treat you unfairly."
In her previous life, she believed him. She paid compensation, got fired, and spent years taking the blame for someone else. She got it all.
This time, she placed the sealed sample fabric on the table.
"Let's find out who switched the material first."
She cleared her name, but the factory had no place for her anymore.
So Xu Chuntang rented a leaky, single-story house with a few older women workers everyone else had written off, and started taking orders of her own.
The machines were old, the fabric had to be bought on credit, and their first customer wouldn't even pay a deposit.
So they started with a single sample garment.
Later, the little house became a factory, and the piece-rate workers became the backbone of the workshop.
The people who had once told her to put the greater good first came to her with a contract. Xu Chuntang flipped to the page about payment.
"We can work together."
"This time, we'll do it my way."
