Chapter 266: Chapter 266: Talk of Love Chapter 266: Chapter 266: Talk of Love “Zhaodi, did the Immortal tell you this?” Jiang Changhe asked somewhat nervously.

Zhaodi shook her head, “It wasn’t the Immortal who told me. Uncle lied to you all. He didn’t get into the factory on his own effort; he got in through Brother Yu’s connections. I overheard their phone conversation last time.”

Zhao Xiaojuan was utterly surprised, “Yu Cheng’s family in Capital City can help us out here too?”

“Mom, you forgot, Brother Yu’s uncle is the manager of our county’s clothing factory,” Zhaodi said calmly, though her heart was far from tranquil.

If her dad saved Mr. Yu, not only could he get into the transportation factory, but her mom might also secure a job at the clothing factory.

Jiang Changhe said gloomily, “So it was Yu Cheng’s family who helped after all.”

Zhaodi said, “So, Dad, don’t bother going tomorrow. It would be a wasted trip.”

“Yeah, I won’t go.”

Jiang Changhe and Zhao Xiaojuan felt a bit dejected. They had thought their family might have had a chance to work in the town’s factories.

Meanwhile, Jiang Changtao and Sun Lixia, oblivious to all this, were excitedly discussing the next day’s plans.

“Changtao, wear this new cotton-padded jacket to the town tomorrow, and remember to perform well. Be sweet-mouthed and lavish others with praise–everyone loves to hear nice things,” Sun Lixia instructed as she took a cotton-padded jacket made the year before last from the wardrobe and put it on the bed.

“Rest assured, if even Eldest, as lazy as he is, could get into the factory, then I certainly will have no problem,” Jiang Changtao said confidently, never feeling himself inferior to Eldest in any way.

The next morning at breakfast, Jiang Changtao, looking at Jiang Changhe who was eating with his head down, said, “Eldest brother, I want to go with you to the transportation factory today, to see if I can also get a job as a temporary worker.”

“Sure, we’ll go together in a bit,” Jiang Changhe said indifferently.

Zhang Guihua, seeing her second son silent as a grunt fish, scolded him with disappointment, “Second son, you should also follow them, it’s such a good opportunity. If our family can get one more person in, we should.”

“Mom, I’m not going. I don’t have Eldest brother’s quick wit, and I’m not good at talking. The transportation factory doesn’t lack strong workers, they won’t want me,” Jiang Changhe said with his head down and voice low.

“You child, what’s the harm in trying? What if they actually need someone honest and hardworking like you?” Zhang Guihua urged, not giving up hope.

Even if he didn’t get the job, there would be no loss, but what if he did?

Zhang Guihua didn’t expect that the always obedient and hardworking Jiang Changhe, would refuse to go no matter how much she persuaded.

Jiang Changhe glanced at him, thinking Zhaodi probably told them the truth, and wasn’t angry.

It was better that Second knew, to save himself a pointless trip.

Zhang Guihua couldn’t persuade Jiang Changhe and glared at him fiercely several times, fuming.

In the morning, Jiang Changhe took Jiang Changtao to the transportation factory.

“Eldest brother, when you went for the recruitment, what did they ask you? What did you say…?” Jiang Changtao, nervous, kept asking for all the details of Jiang Changhe’s interview from the day before during their walk.

Jiang Changhe wasn’t annoyed and answered each question one by one.

Once they were in town and nearing the transportation factory, if there were things to be said, there was no time to delay.

He rubbed his hands together and, plucking up the courage, said, “Eldest brother, you’re now a worker at the transportation factory. Could you speak to the supervisor in charge of recruitment for me, put in a good word, show me a little favor?”

Jiang Changhe frowned instantly and looked at Jiang Changtao sternly, “Laosan, just go to the interview and be honest. Don’t think about these useless things. The important thing is to behave properly. Besides, as a newly hired temporary worker, what kind of influence do you think I have?”