Entering the production workshop, Ye Yun saw the male workers lying in front of the sewing machines and flirting with the female workers. The female workers were also sitting lazily in front of the sewing machines, not doing any work, but chatting with the male workers with their arms folded.

It's as lively as a vegetable market.

When they saw Ye Yun come in, they just glanced at her and continued to talk and laugh.

Ye Yun didn't take this situation seriously at all.

There is also the deputy factory director beside Ye Yun.

The middle-aged male deputy factory director, who was over 40 years old, was originally Xu Jiashen's subordinate. He was following her at the moment. When he saw this scene, he was neither angry nor annoyed, nor did he scold her. It seemed as if he was eager to see Ye Yun make a fool of herself.

When Ye Yun asked him if these people usually acted like this, he said confidently:

"Of course not, but these are all Third Master's people. They only listen to Third Master on weekdays, and they don't even listen to me. Although Third Master has sold the factory to you and you have become the deputy director of this factory, these people... Alas."

At the end he shook his head.

There was contempt between the lines and in the eyes, which showed that he was enjoying the show.

Ye Yun couldn't help but chuckle.

Not obedient?

Just change it.

It is hard to find a three-legged frog, but there are plenty of two-legged people, and there are a lot of women who can operate sewing machines. As a garment factory, you offer a salary of thirty or forty yuan, and you are still afraid of not being able to find female workers?

The deputy factory director next to him was surprised to see that Ye Yun's face did not look embarrassed as he expected.

But soon, he came up with another plan. He picked up the account book that his subordinate had been holding and said, "Director Ye, please take a look at the accounts for this quarter. We owe some money to several suppliers. It's time for you to settle the accounts."

Should she pay the bill?

Ye Yun thought that this was another trap set by Xu Jiashen, so she moved closer to take a look.

Wow.

Several suppliers, one zero, two zeros, three zeros, the total amount of payment for goods is more than 100,000 yuan.

What does hundreds of thousands mean?

She and Qin Zheng have run the store for so long, but they have not earned a total of 100,000 yuan.

Nowadays, if a family has 10,000 yuan, it would be considered a very impressive family.

Ye Yun sneered, "The factory's debts can be settled, why do you need to ask me about such a small matter?"

"Director, you don't know that our factory has been losing money for a long time, and we can't take out the money from the account. I was worrying about how to fill the account, and you just happened to show up..."

After saying this, he did not forget to mock Ye Yun.

Ye Yun's face darkened slightly. It turned out that this was the biggest trap Xu Jiashen had dug for her.

The factory gave it to her as promised, but the boss also made some minor changes in the factory, finding a balance to make her angry but not to the point of taking real action.

Old bald donkey, you are quite good at calculating.

"Director Ye, here is the account book for you."

Seeing that she didn't take the account book, a shrewd light flashed in the deputy director's slightly narrowed eyes, and he handed the account book to Ye Yun again, wishing he could stuff it directly into Ye Yun's hands.

But the next second, Ye Yun blocked it with a smile.

"Deputy Factory Director, you are joking. What does this account book have to do with me?"

"How is it none of your business?" The deputy director asked with a knowing look on his face, and said confidently, "These are all the factory's accounts. As the factory director now, you are naturally responsible for the factory's accounts."

"I forgot to tell you that the bosses of these suppliers heard that our factory has changed its person in charge and they want to settle accounts with them. They are all very happy and are now waiting in our VIP room. Please don't let them down."

At this point, he sighed and advised kindly: "You have just taken office and don't know many rules yet. I advise you not to offend these bosses, otherwise it will be difficult for your factory to continue..."

Ye Yun's face suddenly turned cold.

"Why do you say that?"

"Of course it's because of the goods they have." The deputy factory director snorted coldly and patted his chest and said, "These suppliers are amazing. The fabrics they have are many times better than those of our county textile factories. Otherwise, how do you think our Blue Sky Garment Factory beat the two government-owned garment factories, Qingshan and Baiyun?"

"Director Ye, I see that you are not that familiar with the garment factory. After all, you are just a woman. Don't force yourself to do a job if you don't have the skills. If you really can't do it, just go home and have a baby!"

Damn...what a vicious curse.

Ye Yun sneered and shook her head, saying, "I don't recognize these accounts. The contract that Xu Jiashen and I signed didn't say that I have to pay for these accounts."

The deputy factory director was not to be outdone: "But the contract you signed with Mr. San said that you would take full control of the funds. That means you will not only take over the profits, but also the losses of the factory."

"hehe……"

Ye Yun was so angry that she laughed.

This old bald donkey.

One word: Absolute!

Just as I was thinking about it, a few burly men came towards me in a mighty procession.

When they saw Ye Yun, they immediately spoke with purpose: "Are you the new director of the Blue Sky Garment Factory? You also know why we are here today, right? Let's quickly pay off the accounts due last quarter?"

"Yes, we didn't come to collect the debt before because of Mr. San's face. Now that Mr. San is no longer the factory director, there is no need for us to give him this face anymore."

"What a joke! A woman wants to do business with us. How can she give us face?"

"Hahaha--"

There was a burst of laughter after he finished speaking.

In the eyes of these burly Mediterranean men, Ye Yun is just a delicate woman who is only suitable to be hidden at home. What qualifications and ability does she have to do business with them?

Can she come to the table and drink with them?

Could she go to the clubhouse and wash their feet?

Neither.

You look like a fair-skinned woman. You should just stay at home and be a vase. Why do you want to go out in public and suffer?

"You don't have to say such harsh words. Boss Ye's ability is obvious to all."

Amidst the noisy voices of ridicule, there was a warm and gentle voice like a spring breeze.

I saw a fairly tall figure standing behind a few clumsy figures. He was over 1.7 meters tall, with neatly cut hair. He looked neither fat nor thin, but he had a beer belly, which was probably a symbol of being immersed in the business world and hanging around the drinking tables for many years.

The appreciation in a man's eyes is genuine, not the sarcastic suppression seen by others.

This made Ye Yun look at him twice more.

Several other suppliers sneered and joked: "Lao Luo, you're in the habit of looking at everyone as talented again. Last time you saw a divorcee and said she had a future, and this time you saw a pregnant woman and said she was capable. Do you like this kind of people?"

"Don't say that."

Being slandered by his colleagues, the man's face showed a hint of annoyance.

"Hello, Director Ye,

Let me introduce myself, my name is Luo Baocheng."

He extended a hand towards Ye Yun, his eyes sparkling with sincerity, and he stared at Ye Yun with a hint of expectation.