"I know, now is the time for you girls to settle your personal matters. Many of you have boyfriends, right?" Qin Xiaoyu's words caused another round of giggles. The girls pushed and shoved each other, their faces turning red.
"This isn't a bad thing. Finding someone you love, getting married, having children—that's life. Even though you have your own careers, you can't neglect your life. So, whether you're dating, getting married, or having children, Riyue Clothing will fully support you. You'll receive the same treatment as female workers: marriage leave, maternity leave, and subsidies—nothing less." Qin Xiaoyu's words stunned the girls present. There had been rumors that models would be fired if they got married. Just a few days ago, two girls were punished for dating, which had made everyone even more anxious.
This makes recruiting new models increasingly difficult. Everyone knows this industry is youth-oriented; if you work in it for a few years, you'll miss out on finding a partner. If you lose your job after getting married and having children, it's truly a losing proposition.
Unexpectedly, Qin Xiaoyu came today to reassure them.
"Director Qin, does that mean we can still be models after we get married?" someone boldly asked.
"That depends on you yourselves. However, your jobs are quite specialized, and it might be difficult for you to regain the figures you had as models. But don't worry, if that's the case, we'll consider letting you choose a different job, such as working in a department store or studying design. We'll fully support you in whatever way the factory can help you..."
Before she could finish speaking, the girls had already started clapping.
After calming the models down, Qin Xiaoyu assigned the task of recruiting new models to Hu Xing.
It's always good to be prepared. With the company's current strength, maintaining a reserve force is not a problem.
"Little Fish, your treatment is so good, it would blow away everyone else in the government offices." Director Fei remarked with deep emotion.
"Women are inherently a vulnerable group. They put in just as much effort as men at work and also hold a dominant position in the family. So reducing their burden is the fundamental way for a company to thrive. Companies that make money by exploiting their employees won't go far." Qin Xiaoyu has her own set of theories.
Now it was time to deal with Zhang Zufeng. Qin Xiaoyu had heard that Zhang Zufeng was sick before she even left the house, so she rushed to the hospital. Before entering the ward, she glanced at the medical record in the nurse's hand. Zhang Zufeng's blood pressure was under control; to put it bluntly, she had just had a stroke and was afraid that Qin Xiaoyu would hold her accountable.
Zhang Zufeng was in a private room. There was no one in the room. She was holding an apple in her hand and staring blankly out the window.
"Director Zhang, are you feeling better?" Qin Xiaoyu strode over, startling Zhang Zufeng. She tried to put on a smile, but her face remained stiff, and she couldn't manage a smile.
"Please sit down."
"I'm also very busy. Let's get straight to the point and tell me the truth," Qin Xiaoyu said bluntly.
"I didn't expect the material requirements to be so strict. I just followed the original rules. It's all my fault. I was careless and got senile." Zhang Zufeng tried to shift the blame.
After hearing this, Qin Xiaoyu stood up and walked out without saying a word.
"Director Qin, why are you leaving so soon?" Zhang Zufeng panicked.
"I can't talk to you like that. I'm going to the factory right now to announce your dismissal." Qin Xiaoyu strode out with her head held high.
"No! I'll tell you everything! Come back!" Zhang Zufeng hurriedly turned and got out of bed, the apple rolling off the covers and landing quite a distance away. Qin Xiaoyu then slowly turned back and looked at her.
Zhang Zufeng's statement is completely unfounded. Not to mention that the material list stated that the original pattern was spliced together, the amount of fabric sent was twice the normal amount. Now the accounts are balanced, which means that the money has already entered her pocket.
If Qin Xiaoyu had compared the ledger page by page with hers, she would have been speechless just as easily, but Qin Xiaoyu was too lazy to do it. Sure enough, this person was cowardly despite doing something wrong, and confessed immediately.
"I... I wanted to give a bigger dowry for my daughter's wedding, but I didn't have much spare money, so I had this idea. It's all my fault!" Zhang Zufeng covered her mouth and burst into tears.
That's the truth. Qin Xiaoyu heard about it. Her daughter even gave a wedding gift, and she's still on her honeymoon. It's unbelievable that vanity could cause such a huge mess.
"Is this the first time?" Qin Xiaoyu wanted to find out the truth.
“It was like this when Wang Lingling was around. I even asked her about it, and she said there was nothing wrong with it.” Zhang Zufeng’s words sent a chill down Qin Xiaoyu’s spine. It seemed that this was a repeat offender.
If this mistake hadn't been so obvious and discovered, she would have continued doing it. The most terrifying thing is that the quality of the fashion is affected, and no cause can be found. Like a termite slowly gnawing down a large tree.
This is also where Qin Xiaoyu overlooked something; these seemingly minor details are the key.
"Director Qin, I'm getting old, and I don't want anything anymore. Please give me some face. I'll return all the money for the fabric and let me retire properly, okay? Please!" Zhang Zufeng began to plead.
"Director Zhang, do you think the loss is just about the money you made from the fabric you were greedy for? The entire batch of goods you processed has been destroyed. Calculate the cost and shipping fees yourself, and see how much loss that has caused the factory!"
"Destroy? What a terrible thing! The clothes are perfectly fine, why can't they be sold at a discount? They're the same clothes, they don't show your buttocks or waist, why?" Zhang Zufeng's tone made it sound like Qin Xiaoyu was trying to extort her.
"This is a matter of perspective; I can't communicate with you." Qin Xiaoyu almost laughed out of anger.
She couldn't explain what would happen if these clothes bearing the name "Sun and Moon Apparel" entered the market. They might be mistaken for counterfeits, inflating the price of the genuine product while damaging their reputation. Or they might be mistaken for the real thing, which would be the worst-case scenario—they would become weapons used against Sun and Moon Apparel, making it difficult to clear their name.
It seems that the heads of each factory must receive regular training to cultivate a sense of corporate honor and responsibility, which cannot be solved simply by spending money.
"Fine, if you won't communicate with me, then what do you suggest? I've been in this factory for over thirty years. Even if I haven't made any great contributions, I've certainly put in a lot of hard work. What do you suggest I do about it!" Zhang Zufeng was about to act like a rogue.
Just then, a group of middle-level factory managers came to visit the sick, carrying fruit and snacks. Upon hearing this at the door, they rushed into the house and all refused to stay.
"Director Qin, it's true that you acquired this factory, but you've made so much money outside, while we've only gotten a small share. We haven't received any benefits from you."
"That's right! Factory Director Zhang works so hard, she always works overtime until midnight, and now they want to fire her for the slightest mistake. We don't accept this!"
"Yes, we're not satisfied! If you don't withdraw, we're quitting!"
Qin Xiaoyu glanced at them coldly and roughly understood that Zhang Zufeng was very good at winning people over, and these were all her confidants.
"Okay, leave your names here, and I'll have someone take care of it," Qin Xiaoyu said calmly, getting up to leave.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
