Chapter 347 Zhu Cuihua Wants to Be the Factory Director?

The next morning.

Su Yue was leading Wang, an engineer from the construction team, to measure the foundation in Dongtan. Just as a few wooden stakes were driven in and before any guide lines were laid, a commotion arose in the distance.

"It cannot be built! Absolutely not!"

Zhu Cuihua rushed to the front, followed by seven or eight old women who were unaware of the truth.

Holding up a tattered bed sheet that he'd somehow acquired, with several large characters scrawled on it in crooked ink: Boycott the toxic gas factory, give me back my fresh air!

"Stop work! Stop all work!"

Zhu Cuihua rushed into the field, plopped down on the newly driven wooden stakes, and started throwing a tantrum.

"Su Yue! You heartless bastard! You don't care about everyone's lives just to make money! Building a chemical plant here is a despicable act that will bring ruin to your family!"

Wang Gong held a measuring tape in his hand, looking at Su Yue with a bewildered expression.

Su Yue was dressed in a neat set of work pants today, her hair tied in a high ponytail. She crossed her arms and coldly looked at Zhu Cuihua, who was sitting on the ground wailing.

"Zhu Cuihua, what are you going to do now?"

"What's going on? I'm trying to save everyone's lives!" Zhu Cuihua pointed at Su Yue's nose and yelled, "What kind of place is a chemical plant? It's a place that emits toxic fumes and flows toxic water! If it's built here, how can anyone live in our compound? Are you trying to poison us all so you can take over this land for yourself?"

The elderly women behind them also joined in the commotion.

"Yes, I've heard that chemical plants are toxic."

"What if the water we drink smells bad from now on?"

Gu Beichen stood behind Su Yue and was about to take a step when Su Yue reached out and stopped him.

She took two steps forward and looked down at Zhu Cuihua.

You're saying I'm poisonous?

"It's poisonous!" Zhu Cuihua retorted, "Everyone knows that chemicals are added when making those face creams!"

"good."

Su Yue turned around and took out a bottle of aloe vera extract that hadn't been labeled yet from the toolbox next to her.

Unscrew the cap.

“These are our ingredients,” Su Yue said, holding up the bottle. “They contain aloe vera juice and deep-sea fish oil. Zhu Cuihua, you said this stuff is poisonous?”

"Then do you dare to drink it?" Zhu Cuihua asked back.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Su Yue tilted her head back and poured the bottle of aloe vera extract into her mouth.

Glug.

I swallowed it.

The entire room fell silent.

Zhu Cuihua's eyes widened, and her mouth opened so wide it could fit an egg.

"this……"

Su Yue wiped her mouth and threw the empty bottle at Zhu Cuihua's feet.

"Purely natural extract, meeting food-grade safety standards. Zhu Cuihua, would you like to try some? To cure your foul breath that's spewing filth."

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.

"And another one." Su Yue pulled a thick stack of blueprints from her bag and threw it directly at Zhu Cuihua's face.

"This is an environmentally friendly solution."

"The aloe vera residue is fermented and provided to the farm free of charge as organic fertilizer. The washing wastewater, after three-stage filtration and sedimentation, is used to irrigate this saline-alkali land and improve the soil."

Su Yue pointed to the wasteland beneath her feet, her voice clear and strong.

"Three years from now, this barren wasteland will be transformed into a sea of ​​aloe vera flowers. This is called ecological cycle, do you understand?"

Zhu Cuihua knew nothing about ecological cycles; she couldn't even recognize all the words on them. Her face stung from being hit by the stack of blueprints, and she was overwhelmed by Su Yue's imposing aura.

"You...you're lying..." she tried to argue.

"drop--"

A military green jeep was parked on the side of the road.

Commander Zheng got out of the car, holding an official document in his hand.

What's all the noise about?

Commander Zheng strode over, his imposing gaze sweeping across the entire room before finally settling on Zhu Cuihua.

"This factory construction permit was collectively approved by the military region's Party committee. After expert evaluation, it fully meets environmental standards. Zhu Cuihua, are you inciting the masses here and obstructing the employment project for military dependents? Are you trying to get yourself into trouble with the security department?"

Zhu Cuihua shuddered in fright, and her previous arrogance vanished instantly.

"No...I wouldn't dare..."

She slid down from the wooden stake and tumbled and crawled away. The old women who had been jeering with her scattered like birds.

“This guy just needs to be taught a lesson.” Commander Zheng handed the documents to Su Yue, his face now all smiles. “Little Su, do a good job. So many military dependents in our military region are just sitting around doing nothing, causing trouble all day with gossip. Once your factory is built, hire them all, they’ll have work and money, and the compound will be much quieter.”

"I guarantee I will complete the mission." Su Yue saluted.

Three days later.

Colorful flags fluttered on the East Beach.

Several bulldozers rumbled into the site. The groundbreaking ceremony was simple yet enthusiastic, with firecrackers exploding through the sky.

Job postings were plastered all over the bulletin board of the military compound.

[Blue Ocean Daily Chemical Factory is hiring]

[Positions: Production line worker, packaging worker, quality inspector]

[Requirements: Military dependents preferred; hardworking and quick-witted]

[Compensation: Base salary of 18 yuan + piece-rate commission, lunch provided, labor insurance provided]

This treatment caused an uproar throughout the entire compound.

Eighteen yuan! That's two months' wages for many temporary workers! And that's plus commission!

The moment this red notice with black lettering was posted there, it was more powerful than a firecracker set off during the Lunar New Year.

The entire residential compound erupted in chaos.

"Eighteen yuan? Really eighteen yuan?"

The plump auntie was so crowded that her shoes almost fell off. She clung tightly to the glass frame of the notice board, wishing she could press her face against it to get a closer look.

At that time, temporary workers outside could toil away for a month and earn at most twelve or thirteen yuan. But Su Yue's factory was different; the starting salary was eighteen.

The key point is that it is followed by a line of text: piece-rate commission, the more you work, the more you earn, with no upper limit.

"Sister Li, what is piece-rate commission?" someone asked, pulling on Sister Li, who could read.

Sister-in-law Li adjusted her glasses, also astonished by the treatment: "The more work you do, the more money you get. If you're quick, you could easily earn thirty a month!"

thirty? !

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.

This isn't a job posting; it's like bringing the God of Wealth to everyone.

Not to mention the last point—lunch is included.

In those days, who didn't have to carefully manage their food rations? Providing lunch meant saving real food rations; everyone could do the math.

Su Yue's pharmaceutical factory had recruited people before, but the requirements were frighteningly high, often requiring junior high or high school education.

Most of the wives of soldiers living in the compound came from rural areas. They didn't even know what the carrying pole looked like when it fell over, and could only watch others receive their wages.

Now things are much better. Su Yue's daily chemical factory doesn't require academic qualifications, just quick hands and feet.

Anyone can unscrew a bottle cap. Anyone can pack something into a box.

This is practically a guaranteed job tailor-made for them.

"Hey, didn't Zhu Cuihua just say this is a toxic factory? That going there will cause your hands and feet to rot." Someone in the crowd made a sarcastic remark.

An old woman who had been cheering along with Zhu Cuihua just moments before rolled up her sleeves and started spitting as she spoke: "That damned Zhu Cuihua knows nothing! The commander has already vouched for us with an official document, and Su Yue herself drank the raw material on the spot. How could it be poisonous? I think Zhu Cuihua is just jealous and doesn't want us to make money!"