I Returned to the Day He Brought His First Love Home-Chapter 67: Getting Paid
"Grace Winslow, once we sell all the factory’s inventory this time, a conservative estimate puts our earnings at more than a typical year’s revenue from just selling fabric. We’ll directly recoup all the losses from the past few years. You’re a true hero to this factory."
Oscar Osborne gazed at the account book May Callahan had delivered, unable to keep the smile off his face.
Grace Winslow just smiled. "Director, I was only doing my job. Besides, it’s not like I worked for free—the factory is giving me a bonus for it, right?"
"HAHAHA! We shipped out five thousand garments this time. As we originally agreed, you’ll get a bonus of one yuan for every hundred pieces. It’ll be included with your salary on payday." Oscar Osborne laughed heartily, his admiration for Grace Winslow growing by the second.
Now that something had happened to Caleb Forrest, the deputy director position was temporarily vacant, and they hadn’t found a suitable replacement.
Grace Winslow’s biggest problem right now was her lack of seniority. Otherwise, Oscar Osborne would have even considered promoting her as his successor.
"Grace Winslow, are you sure you won’t consider becoming the production floor supervisor?"
To become the deputy director, serving a term as floor supervisor was a necessary step.
Grace Winslow shook her head. "Director, I’m really not interested. I’m happy in the finance department."
"Director, don’t you try to poach my staff," May Callahan couldn’t help but interject. "Ever since Grace Winslow joined, my workload has become so much lighter. I even have time to spend with my kids now."
Oscar Osborne burst out laughing and dropped the subject.
The factory paid salaries on the twentieth of every month.
This time, Grace Winslow received two bonuses on top of her regular salary, taking home a grand total of one thousand and fifty-seven yuan.
The envelope was so thick that the other workers collecting their pay turned red-eyed with envy.
May Callahan quietly reminded Grace Winslow to hurry and deposit the money in the bank. With such a large sum, if the wrong person saw it, it could lead to trouble.
As it happened, things at the factory had slowed down a bit over the past few days, so Grace Winslow took a half-day off and went home in the afternoon.
"Grace? Today’s not a holiday, is it? What brings you home?" Irene Lynch hadn’t gone to work today, and she looked completely surprised to see Grace Winslow walk in.
"It was payday at the factory. I finished my work and had some free time, so I decided to stop by."
"Mom, here’s a thousand yuan. Take it for now. If my older brother needs money, you can lend this to him. If he doesn’t, you can deposit it for me. I don’t have time to go to the bank myself." Grace Winslow took out the thick envelope and handed it to Irene Lynch.
Irene Lynch looked astonished. "A thousand yuan? Where did you get so much money?"
Grace Winslow explained everything that had happened recently in detail.
Looking at the daughter before her, Irene Lynch’s eyes began to well up. She couldn’t help but feel that her precious girl had changed so much.
In the past, she had been so carefree, well-protected by her parents and older brother at home.
Who would have thought that in just a few months of marriage, she would be forced to mature so quickly.
"Alright, I’ll deposit this for you. I’m going to buy some groceries. You’ll have dinner at home, and then I’ll have your older brother take you back." Irene Lynch carefully put the money away.
Grace Winslow went with Irene Lynch to buy groceries.
Even though some time had passed, there were still plenty of neighbors who loved to gossip.
When they saw Grace Winslow, they were polite to her face, but they all started whispering amongst themselves behind her back.
Divorce was no small thing back then; it was the kind of news that spread to every corner of the neighborhood.
"Grace Winslow."
Just as she and Irene Lynch were leaving the co-op after buying their things, someone blocked their path.
