CHAPTER 37: CHAPTER 37: A NEW ORDER

Lin Xiang heard the words and strode over, taking the telegram from Director Chen’s hands.

"A telegram from Beijing? And it’s all in a foreign language?"

Director Chen looked worried, "Mr. Wilson called the Foreign Trade Department, and the Department has transmitted the phone content to us in the form of a telegram."

"Why can’t they just translate it before sending it over? It’s really troublesome!"

He couldn’t understand a single word and was afraid that the foreign merchant was dissatisfied with the fabric and wanted to return it.

Lin Xiang carefully read through the telegram, asked Director Chen for paper and pen, translated the telegram content word by word, and told Director Chen, "Director, under your leadership, our Cotton Textile Factory will definitely get better and better. Look, the foreign merchant praised our fabric highly and wants to order a second batch!"

"What?" Director Chen stood up excitedly from the chair and snatched Lin Xiang’s translation, quickly scanning through it. After confirming it again, it was indeed as Lin Xiang said—they praised the Cotton Textile Factory’s fabric and wanted to order another batch.

However, the types and quantities of the order were not specified in the telegram, so it seemed they needed to make an overseas call to communicate directly with Mr. Wilson.

"I’ll go contact the leadership to schedule the international call, Comrade Lin, you..."

"Director, I’m always available, just let me know anytime."

With a smile on his face, Director Chen left the office.

Evidently, he didn’t notice the other people in the office.

Lin Xiang and the Niu Family exchanged looks.

Lin Xiang touched the tip of his nose awkwardly, "The director might be too excited and forgot to process the paperwork for us. Why don’t we wait a little longer?"

Since they were already in the director’s office and seeing the familiarity between the director and Lin Xiang, the Niu Family agreed to wait for a while.

Shortly after, someone came into the office.

"Hello, I’m the director of the Human Resources Department. Director Chen specifically instructed me to process the induction paperwork for you."

Lin Xiang immediately pulled over Niu Tiantian, "Hello, Director, the one to process the induction is Comrade Niu Tiantian."

Before Director Wu came, Director Chen had specifically instructed him that the qualification was given to Lin Xiang, but the one processing the induction was not Lin Xiang herself. As long as she’s present, she just needs to sign later.

The Human Resources director personally handling the paperwork saved many tedious intermediate steps, and soon the process was completed.

"Niu Tiantian, right? You are now an employee of our Cotton Textile Factory. Later, you’ll get a set of work clothes and familiarize yourself with the factory rules. You can officially report to work tomorrow."

"Thank you, Director Wu, I will certainly work hard and strive to generate income for our cotton spinning factory!" Niu Tiantian, excited like she was on stimulants, expressed her loyalty, which Director Wu merely smiled at without responding.

If their Cotton Textile Factory had to rely on a junior worker to generate income, then it wouldn’t be far from closing.

Director Wu had other matters to attend to, he pointed the way for Niu Tiantian and hurriedly left.

Niu Tiantian, dragging Mrs. Niu, went to pick up her work clothes. As soon as she put on the clothes, she instantly felt a different spirit.

"Mom, let’s quickly give the money to Lin Xiang!"

"Got it, got it, you don’t need to remind me. Your dad and I are ready!"

Director Chen was already back in the office.

"Lin, I’ve arranged with the leadership for the international call time, tomorrow morning at nine. Can you come by?"

Lin Xiang was the only translator in Mianyang Town; without her, even if the international call was made, no one could understand what Mr. Wilson wanted to express!

Lin Xiang, having thought it through, said to Director Chen, "Director, there’s a time difference between Hua Country and the United States. Here it’s nine in the morning, but over there it’s already close to six in the evening. I’m not sure about their work schedule, but communicating at such a late hour could be inappropriate."

Director Chen hadn’t thought about the time difference, or rather, he wasn’t aware of it until Lin Xiang brought it up.

But fortunately, Director Chen was not someone who insisted on his ideas; he was a good leader who listened to his subordinates’ opinions.

He cautiously asked Lin Xiang for her opinion, "Comrade Lin, what do you think is the suitable time to call?"

Lin Xiang recalled her knowledge about time differences.

The time difference between the United States and Hua Country is divided into Standard Time and Daylight Saving Time, which lasts from March to the first weekend of November.

Today is October 22nd, still considered Daylight Saving Time.

"To choose the US’s working hours, it would have to be our evening. Ten in the US corresponds to one in the morning here. If we want to successfully make the international call, we have to stay up late."

Director Chen frowned slightly and muttered, "I see Mr. Wilson didn’t pick a time when he called us."

Lin Xiang chuckled and didn’t reply.

Hua Country has not yet fully reformed and opened up; the economy has not caught up. Although it’s a big country, the lagging economy can’t help but be looked down upon by those western countries.

When they look down on you, why would they care about these little details?

But Hua Country people are different.

Their manners are ingrained in their bones.

Moreover, Hua Country needs to earn foreign exchange now; the Cotton Textile Factory and even Mianyang Town need Wilson’s order, so they can only consider more from the other party’s perspective.

Director Chen was in a bit of trouble.

If it was just him, staying up late wouldn’t be a big deal.

But the problem is, the Cotton Textile Factory still needs Lin Xiang as the translator, yet Lin Xiang is not a factory employee and is a young unmarried female. It’s not suitable to have her stay out all night.

Seeing Director Chen hesitating, Lin Xiang guessed his concern and volunteered: "I can stay at the Cotton Textile Factory for the night, let my brother...let my mom accompany me."

Lin Xiang originally planned to say Lin Yun would accompany her, but then reconsidered that they weren’t biological siblings, which would be somewhat inappropriate, so she’ll let Mrs. Lin come.

"Wouldn’t that be too troublesome for you and your family?"

"For the organization, for the country, it’s our mother-daughter’s unshirkable responsibility!"

With Lin Xiang’s words filled with passion, Director Chen was moved to tears, giving a thumbs up to Lin Xiang: "Comrade Lin, your awareness is like this!"

Lin Xiang laughed shyly, "Director, I need to go home first and bring my mom to town. Otherwise, she won’t believe it unless I tell her myself."

"I’ll send a car to take you home and bring you and your mom to town."

Startled, Lin Xiang waved her hands repeatedly to refuse.