"Oh, it's getting late, I should rest." After saying that, Chen Niannian hung up the phone angrily. She was so annoying; what she meant was that she was asking if she wanted to meet before school started.
This is clearly a question, not a statement! Why did he agree so readily?
Just after Chen Niannian hung up the phone in a bit of annoyance, Yue Jiaoyang was a little confused on the other end of the line. He felt that Chen Niannian seemed angry, but he hadn't said anything wrong.
Yue Jiaoyang carefully reviewed their conversation again. No problem.
Finally, unable to figure out why, he finished washing up, lay in bed and continued thinking, until he fell asleep.
Yue Mingyuan still had a few friends in Beijing. Although they couldn't provide him with financial support, they were very helpful in selling his jewelry, finding land, and rebuilding his factory. Through this experience, Yue Mingyuan became more composed and reserved, and he also saw through the people around him.
"Old Zhao, I owe you so much this time. Otherwise, I would have had a really hard time getting through this crisis." Yue Mingyuan said with deep emotion as he received the final payment for the last batch of jewelry sold.
This Old Zhao is none other than Zhao Lin, who has always driven for him.
It was this usually unassuming old friend who, when he encountered difficulties and asked for his help, did nothing but take action without saying a word.
"Look at what you're saying. You helped me when I was going through a tough time, so let's not dwell on that. You've worked so hard, so please take care of yourself. We're both getting on in years, and having to start all over again is really tough on you," Zhao Lin said with a sigh.
"Don't worry, I can still work hard for a few more years. Once the factory is up and running smoothly, I will definitely come to see you again. I'm leaving now."
"I will wait for you."
As Yue Mingyuan walked to the alley entrance, the light went out, and he heard the door close. A warmth filled his heart. Yes, he would definitely do his best, because he had these people who trusted him, and he couldn't let them down.
Yue Mingzhou was also having a hard time. Since he took over the clothing factory, many of the salespeople, managers, designers, and workers had seen the owner change quietly. The new boss was obviously a spoiled rich kid who knew nothing and just gave orders blindly.
Those with some talent all submitted their resignations for better career prospects. Those who remained were people without outstanding abilities, just there to make a living, and they couldn't do anything worthwhile.
Seeing so many people resign, Yue Mingzhou also felt a surge of ruthlessness. He not only refused to properly settle the wages of these people who resigned, but also made them compensate the company for its losses. As a result, everyone who mentioned him was full of complaints, and they all talked about how good Yue Mingyuan was in private.
Yue Mingzhou was determined to make the garment factory even better than Yue Mingyuan's. So, with the guidance of the strategist that Cheng Ying specially found for him, he spent a lot of money to bring back several well-known designers. In addition, he expanded the scale of the factory, increased wages and benefits, and attracted a group of people to apply for jobs.
At this point, those who hadn't left began to feel fortunate that they hadn't left, otherwise where could they find such good salary and benefits?
Then they mocked those who left, thinking they deserved it—that's the consequence of disloyalty.
However, anyone with a modicum of sense would shake their head, acknowledging the new boss's questionable character.
Everyone has heard about the Yue family's affairs. If a boss treats his own family like this, how can he expect to treat his employees in the future?
Only those who are short-sighted and only care about short-term gains will stay.
When Yue Mingyuan came to complete the final handover procedures, he saw that most of the designers and workers in the factory were unfamiliar faces, which made him feel really bad.
He poured so much energy, emotion, and effort into turning the factory around and making it a thriving business, and now it's gone. It's impossible not to feel heartbroken.
After returning home, Yue Mingyuan just sat there blankly, without saying a word.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. Yue Mingyuan didn't want to pay attention, but the knocking kept going on and on, which only made his already annoyed heart even more irritable.
"Who is it!" Yue Mingyuan shouted irritably.
"Uncle Yue, it's me. I need to talk to you." (From outside the door)
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