"I don't know," Ji Xia drooped her head in a dejected manner, her mouth slightly open as she wanted to speak to Wu Minqi, yet she didn't know what to call her.
"My name is Wu Minqi, you can call me Sister Wu, Minqi, or Qiqi," Wu Minqi said with a smile, seeing through Ji Xia's thoughts.
"Sister Wu, can I ask you a question?" Ji Xia asked.
"Of course, you can ask anything," Wu Minqi appeared very patient.
"What do you think I can do in the future? I failed the college entrance exams and didn't even pass high school. Before, at FZ, many places didn't want me," Ji Xia knelt on the ground, somewhat bewildered, "Do you know of any cotton mills or garment factories in Beiping hiring workers?"
Wu Minqi laughed, "They say among the 360 trades, there's a master of each. It's true that a person shouldn't be confined to the single path of academics, but you shouldn't just focus on garment or cotton mills either."
"Then what can I do?" Ji Xia asked.