"Director Chen, let's go back to the factory and calculate how many shares my 'big ten dollars' can be counted as. Also, gather the previous employees together and settle the back wages they owed." Ye Yun didn't waste any more words with her and got straight to the point.

Chen Zhenxing blushed.

"Well, there's also external debt. The textile factory also owes us a lot of money that hasn't been paid back yet..." He said, his voice trailing off as he awkwardly scratched the back of his head. "The textile factory hasn't settled accounts for a long time. They owe a considerable amount. If we don't settle the money, I'm afraid we won't be able to get any new fabric in the future."

Ye Yun had anticipated this.

"Don't worry, we'll settle the workers' wages first. After that, there should be some money left. We'll use that to pay off the textile factory's debts, and then pay the rest slowly."

As long as the factory is running, there will be no shortage of income, so why worry about these things?

Upon hearing her say that, Chen Zhenxing's expression immediately relaxed. "Alright! Boss Ye, let's go back to the factory now!"

They could just pack up and go.

Chen Zhenxing immediately pulled Bingge and Ye Yun out of the hospital, and excitedly rode their rickety tricycle back to the factory.

Back at the factory, Ye Yun and Chen Zhenxing signed a contract regarding the outstanding debt and the garment factory's profit sharing. They then worked together to prepare for settling the workers' wages.

Chen Zhenxing went to the finance department and retrieved his previous work schedule.

The document meticulously records the work attendance of employees from each department, including the dates they left the garment factory. Ye Yun and he spent a morning tallying up each worker's wages.

Afterwards, Chen Zhenxing asked Sister Ju to notify them one by one.

"Baiyun Garment Factory is clearing out wages!"

"Really?"

"Let's go check! I haven't been paid for over five months! Come on, let's go!"

As soon as Sister Ju notified a few people, the others rushed to the garment factory after hearing that Baiyun Garment Factory was planning to clear wages.

Before 2 p.m., the open space in front of the garment factory workshop was crowded with people.

Baiyun Garment Factory is neither too big nor too small, with over a hundred employees including workshop staff, logistics personnel, finance staff, and security personnel.

Nowadays, salaries are paid in cash, in a brown paper envelope—it's respectable and safe.

Ye Yun had a long table set up at the entrance of the workshop. She generously placed a stack of small bills of various sizes on the table, sat down, and began to reconcile accounts with Chen Zhenxing.

In order to receive her salary in neat, round bills, Ye Yun went to the credit union to exchange some small bills.

In this way, bundles of money, some in small amounts and some in large amounts, were placed on the table, making the eyes of the workers, who hadn't seen money for months, turn red with envy.

Several men in their thirties, in particular, were staring greedily at the small bills.

But soon someone stood in front of the table. The soldier's eyes were fierce, and his tall figure blocked their view, causing them to involuntarily shrink back and abandon their thoughts of going astray.

"Sister Ju, call the women in the workshop over."

Ye Yun said.

Sister Ju, who had been waiting nearby, responded to the call and immediately turned to call for help.

The hundred or so workers waiting in front of her saw Ye Yun go to call the people in the workshop first, and their eyes reddened, showing some dissatisfaction with Ye Yun's actions.

But all they could do was wait.

Ye Yun sneered inwardly, thinking that these people should be shown different treatment when Sister Ju went to ask for help.

A short while later, several female workers came out of the workshop in high spirits.

"Factory manager, it's time to pay wages!"

"Today is a good day!"

The dozen or so female workers' faces were beaming with joy. Ye Yun smiled and pointed ahead, telling them to line up. "Come one by one to collect it, and we'll reconcile the accounts on the spot!"