Upon entering the production workshop, Ye Yun saw male workers lounging around in front of the sewing machines, flirting and joking with the female workers. The female workers, on the other hand, sat lazily in front of the sewing machines, not doing any work, but chatting with the male workers with their arms crossed.
It was as bustling as a vegetable market.
When they saw Ye Yun come in, they only glanced at her before turning back to chat and laugh.
This situation completely disregarded Ye Yun's concerns.
At the same time, there was also the deputy factory director who was by Ye Yun's side.
The middle-aged male deputy factory director, who was over forty years old and was originally Xu Jiashen's subordinate, was standing beside her at the moment. Seeing this scene, he was neither angry nor annoyed, nor did he scold her. It was as if he couldn't wait to see Ye Yun make a fool of herself.
When Ye Yun asked him if these people usually acted this way, he replied with complete confidence:
"Of course not, but these are all Third Master's men. They only listen to Third Master and don't even listen to me. Although Third Master has now sold the factory to you and you have become the deputy director of the factory, these people... sigh."
He shook his head at the end.
Between the lines, and in the contempt in his eyes, he seemed to be watching a good show.
Ye Yun couldn't help but chuckle.
Disobedient?
Just change it.
Three-legged toads are hard to find, but two-legged people are plentiful. Women who can operate sewing machines are even more numerous. A respectable garment factory, paying thirty or forty yuan a month, is not afraid of not finding female workers.
The deputy factory director standing next to him was surprised to see that Ye Yun's expression did not turn as unpleasant as he had expected.
However, he quickly came up with another plan. He picked up the ledger that his subordinate had been holding and said, "Director Ye, take a look at the accounts for this quarter. We owe some money to a few suppliers, and it's time for you to settle the accounts."
Should she pay the bill?
Ye Yun thought that this was another trap Xu Jiashen had set for her, so she leaned closer to take a look.
Wow.
Several suppliers, with one zero, two zeros, three zeros, added up to over ten thousand yuan in payments.
What does 100,000 or more mean?
She and Qin Zheng have been running the shop for so long, but they haven't earned 100,000 yuan in total.
In this day and age, if a family has 10,000 yuan, they are considered a very impressive "ten-thousand-yuan household".
Ye Yun scoffed, "The factory's debts can be settled, why are you asking me about such a small matter?"
"Factory Manager, you don't know this, but our factory has been losing money for a long time, and we can't come up with this amount of money in the account. Third Master was just worrying about how to fill the books when you showed up..."
While saying this, he didn't forget to make a sarcastic remark about Ye Yun.
Ye Yun's face darkened slightly; so this was the biggest trap Xu Jiashen had dug for her.
She gave him the factory as promised, but then subtly manipulated things within the factory, striking a balance that would anger her but not escalate into serious trouble.
That old bald monk, he's got a good plan.
"Director Ye, here are your ledgers."
Seeing that she wouldn't take the ledger, the deputy factory director's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a shrewd glint. He then handed the ledger back to Ye Yun, as if he wanted to shove it directly into her hands.
But Ye Yun blocked it with a smile the next second.
"Deputy factory director, you're joking. What does this ledger have to do with me?"
"How can it not concern you?" The deputy factory director asked knowingly, and replied matter-of-factly, "These are all factory accounts. Now that you are the factory director, you are naturally responsible for the factory's accounts."
"I forgot to tell you, the owners of these suppliers were overjoyed to hear that our factory has changed its manager and we need to settle accounts with them. They're all waiting in our VIP room now, so please don't let them down."
He sighed and, with a well-meaning expression, advised, "You've just taken office and don't know many of the rules yet. Let me give you a piece of advice: you can't offend these bosses, or your factory might not be able to stay in business..."
Ye Yun's expression suddenly turned cold.
Why do you say that?
"Of course it's because of the goods they have." The deputy factory director sneered, patting his chest and saying, "These suppliers are amazing. The fabrics they have are many times better than those in our county's textile factories. Otherwise, how do you think our Lantian Garment Factory could beat the two state-owned garment factories, Qingshan and Baiyun?"
"Director Ye, I don't think you're that familiar with the garment factory. After all, you're just a woman. If you don't have the skills, don't try to do something you're not qualified for. If you really can't handle it, you should just go home and have a baby!"
Damn... what a vicious curse.
Ye Yun scoffed and shook her head, saying, "I don't acknowledge these debts. The contract I signed with Xu Jiashen didn't say that I was to cover these debts."
The deputy factory director retorted, "But the contract you signed with Third Master states that you will take full control of the finances, which means you will not only have to take over the profits, but also the factory's losses."
"hehe……"
Ye Yun laughed in exasperation.
That old bald monk.
One word: Absolutely amazing!
Just then, a large group of burly men walked up in front of them.
Upon seeing Ye Yun, they immediately spoke with a purpose: "You're the newly appointed factory manager of Lantian Garment Factory? You know why we're here today, right? Let's quickly settle the accounts from last quarter, shall we?"
"Yes, we didn't come to collect the debt before only because of Third Master's influence. Now that Third Master is no longer the factory manager, we don't need to give him that influence anymore."
"What a joke! A woman wants to do business with us? Where does she think she'll get the respect she deserves?"
"Hahaha--"
The words were met with a burst of laughter.
In the eyes of these burly Mediterranean men, Ye Yun was nothing more than a delicate woman, a little darling who was only fit to stay at home. What qualifications or ability did she have to do business with them?
Can she go to the table and drink with them?
Can she go to the club and get her feet washed with them?
Neither is possible.
She looks like a fair-skinned woman. She should just stay at home and be a pretty face. Why is she out here looking for trouble?
"Gentlemen, there's no need to be so harsh. Everyone has witnessed Mr. Ye's abilities."
Amidst the cacophony of mocking voices, a gentle, soothing tone emerged.
A fairly tall figure stood behind several burly figures. He was over 1.7 meters tall, with a neat buzz cut. He looked neither fat nor thin, but he did have a bit of a beer belly, probably a sign of years of immersion in the business world and frequenting drinking parties.
The appreciation in the man's eyes was genuine, not the sarcastic and belittling tone that others might have shown.
This made Ye Yun take a second look at him.
The other suppliers mocked and joked, "Old Luo, you've fallen into that habit of seeing everyone as a talent again. Last time you looked at a divorced woman and said she had a bright future, and this time you saw a pregnant woman and said she's capable. Is this the kind of person you like?"
Don't say that.
Feeling annoyed by being slandered by his colleagues, the man's face showed a hint of frustration.
"Hello, Director Ye"
Let me introduce myself, my name is Luo Baocheng.
He extended a hand to Ye Yun, his eyes sparkling with genuine goodwill, gazing at her with a hint of expectation.
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