The '80s Wedding Night: I Married the Fiercest Rough Guy

"Are you still getting divorced?"

Her rough-and-tumble husband threatened, pinching her waist. She could only beg for mercy, "No, no divorce..."

In her previous life, Ye...

Chapter 307 This Female Deputy Factory Director Is Not Easy to Provoke

"Tell me, why are you so panicked? Since Director Ye has said that he will settle your wages, he will not cheat you. Why are you so anxious?"

Chen Zhenxing scolded everyone in frustration, but he felt secretly happy.

Then he picked up a stack of papers and a bucket of pencils that had been prepared on the long table and waved them in front of everyone, "Do you see these two things?"

Everyone nodded.

"Don't you all remember your attendance and wages? What I mean is that each of you should take a piece of paper and a pen and write down the wages that the factory owes you. It would be best if you could include the number of days you worked each month. Do you understand?"

After that, Chen Zhenxing handed the paper and pencil to the people in the front row, "Come on, help me and pass it on."

The person at the front was a short young man who kept a piece of paper and pencil for himself and quickly passed them to the people behind him.

The same is true for the people behind.

After a while, the paper and pens were distributed, but someone actually took an extra pen and secretly hid it in his sleeve, always trying to take advantage of others.

Ye Yun gave Chen Zhenxing a wink.

Chen Zhenxing immediately walked towards the aunt.

The aunt who hid the pencil secretly worked in the kitchen. She had just hidden the pencil in her sleeve and when she looked up, she met Chen Zhenxing's smiling face.

"Sister Chen, what are you doing?" Chen Zhenxing smiled and glanced at her sleeves.

Sister Chen's expression froze. "Director, what can I do? Remember the wages!"

"Yeah?"

Chen Zhenxing grabbed her wrist and squeezed it through the fabric, almost feeling the hard texture of a pencil, and then pulled it out of her sleeve.

"Sister Chen, look at this pencil. Why does it look exactly like the pencils that were just distributed by the factory?" He took the pencil and shook it in front of Sister Chen.

Sister Chen's face was as ugly as chewing wax, and she said with a guilty conscience: "How would I know..."

"You're hiding things from the factory." Chen Zhenxing's face changed and he snorted coldly, "After your salary is calculated, remember to deduct 50 cents from yourself."

After saying that, he turned around and threw the pencil into the small iron bucket that was being passed behind him.

Sister Chen, who had her money deducted from her, looked extremely unhappy, her teeth were almost broken. Fifty cents could buy a lot of things.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have been greedy for this little pencil.

When people nearby saw this scene, no matter if they wanted to take advantage of someone or not, they dared not even think about it.

The yard was exceptionally quiet.

There was only the rustling sound of pencils writing.

Some female workers cannot write but can write numbers. They just write the day of the month, followed by the number of days they worked and the total salary.

If you can't even write numbers, you can quietly ask someone around you who can write to write them.

The voice was as quiet as it could be, and he would occasionally steal a glance at Ye Yun who was sitting behind the long table, fearing that his voice would be too loud and would disturb her.

They are not fools.

Although I don't know what changes have taken place in the factory, it can be seen from Chen Zhenxing's attitude towards Ye Yun that the person in charge of the garment factory now is this young but very imposing female deputy director.

And this female deputy factory director is not easy to mess with.

After being warned by Ye Yun, most of the people behaved well.

But there are always people with evil intentions.

At first, the middle-aged men who were staring at the banknotes looked at each other, and then looked at Ye Yun, who was just a powerless woman, and a cunning look appeared in their eyes.

After whispering to each other, they all wrote down an exaggerated number on paper.

Didn’t the factory forget their wages?

It's not their fault.

After they finished writing, they cast provocative looks at Ye Yun who was sitting behind the long table and counting money. Just wait and see how they can get the money from such a young girl!