Niu Dazhi!" Ye Li exclaimed.
"That's right! I, Niu Dazhi, am back again! I'm hosting a party in the compound tonight to celebrate my mom's birthday, so remember to come."
After saying hello to Ye Lijiangxun, Niu Dazhi swaggered back to the courtyard.
Ye Li and Jiang Xun looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
"This Niu Dazhi is really capable. Look, he's already a big boss. But he's so generous that he wants to treat everyone in the hospital to a meal! So amazing!" Ye Li said, imitating Niu Dazhi's heroic attitude.
"You are so naughty, but you imitated it very well." Jiang Xun reached out and touched Ye Li's hair, with a smile on his lips.
"As expected, people tend to become arrogant when they have money." Ye Li sighed, thinking back to when Niu Dazhi had no money, he often refused to pay his debts. He had to settle every penny with others. Now when taking a taxi, people learn to tip like foreigners.
"That's not necessarily true. It depends on the person. Boss Ye Li is usually very low-key. He has opened a factory outside and still goes to work in the weaving factory step by step."
Hearing Jiang Xun's words, Ye Li stretched out his fist and lightly hit Jiang Xun's chest, expressing his dissatisfaction with Jiang Xun's teasing.
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"I am used to being poor. Even if I have money, I don't like to spend it casually."
"Yes. We should carry forward the fine tradition of hard work and simplicity. However, you are willing to spend money on Xiaohao and Xiaoli."
"That's a must. I only have these two treasures, so of course I have to treat them with great care. You have no conscience. I'm willing to spend money on you, so why don't you tell me?" Ye Li protested.
"Well, my wife is right! We should leave now. If we don't leave now, we will be late."
Ye Li grabbed Jiang Xun's clothes, jumped onto the bike, and the two rode to the factory.
On the way to the factory, there were many more privately-run shops and stalls. Ye Li looked at the increasingly prosperous streets and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. Sure enough, as soon as the policy was relaxed, the individual economy began to flourish.
Ye Li arrived at the factory and found Liu Hua coming out of the warehouse with a sad face. Seeing Ye Li coming, she smiled at him.
"Sister Liu, why do you look unhappy? Who has offended you? Tell me. I will help you vent your anger!" Ye Li asked, waving his thin arms.
"It's enough that you are willing to share my burden. Who in the factory dares to mess with me? How can they live a good life if they mess with me? But the factory has indeed encountered some difficulties in the past six months."
Liu Hua sighed as she spoke. She looked at the huge factory and felt sad.
"I've heard a little bit about it. Is it because the cloth we made can't be sold and is in stock?"
"You can't hide anything. You even know about this in the Propaganda Department, and I guess everyone else knows about it too. It's even a question whether we can get our salaries on time next month."
When Liu Hua said this, Ye Li's heart skipped a beat. Is the factory so bad now? It seems that the workers are still very enthusiastic about their work.
"Really? How could this happen? Our cloth factory used to be in great demand. How come in just one or two years, we can't even pay our employees?"
Ye Li didn't believe that the factory's business could be so bad now. Because the weaving workshop in Qingshan Village had always been working at full capacity, and there was never any leftover clothes after they were made.
"In the past, the government gave us production targets, so the government would take whatever we produced. But that's not the case now. The production targets given by the government are getting smaller and smaller. But our machines can't stop, the workers can't take holidays, and more and more cloth is being sold in the market. So... now the warehouse is piled up like a mountain!"
Liu Hua took Ye Li to the warehouse. Ye Li looked and said, "Oh my God, there are so many of them." Moreover, the patterns and styles of these fabrics are a bit old-fashioned and cannot keep up with the trend of the times.
"Ye Li, do you have any way to sell these cloths?" Liu Hua looked at Ye Li, knowing that she had sales channels.
"Ah, this amount of cloth may be too much. But I can give it a try." Ye Li thought for a moment and finally gave Liu Hua an ambiguous answer.
"Okay, I know it's hard for you." Liu Hua patted Ye Li's shoulder.
The reason why Liu Hua dared to ask Ye Li to help sell the cloth was that the textile industry was in a downturn this year. Many factories no longer needed cloth coupons to sell cloth.
The local government also allowed the weaving mill to sell some of the fabrics on its own, because the government had purchased less fabrics, and if the mills were not given certain rights to sell on their own, the mills would decline and eventually go bankrupt.
Ye Li returned to the Propaganda Department with a thought in mind. She felt that selling cloth for the factory was both a challenge and an opportunity. If she could sell it well, she would definitely make a lot of money. Moreover, this was an aboveboard business, so she was not afraid of anyone asking questions.
Just as Ye Li was thinking about how to sell the cloth, the factory yard became chaotic.
"We want to see the factory director! We were not paid the right amount last month! We were told we would be compensated. Why has there been no response so far?"
"Yes! Meet the factory manager! The union is not doing anything. We are going to ask for our own wages!"
A dozen female workers in the weaving factory were shouting and walking towards the factory director's office in the factory yard.
More than a dozen people came together in great numbers, creating quite a big scene. Many workers put down their work and came out to watch the fun.
The union chairman stepped forward and tried to calm the disturbance, but no one paid any attention to him.
Liu Hua also went over when she heard the noise. She stood in front of the crowd and stopped everyone.
"Dear sisters, listen to me. The factory director is not in the factory. He is out to contact sales. I am in the factory. It's the same if you tell me anything."
Everyone knows that Liu Hua's words carry weight, as she is the wife of the factory owner. Complaining to her is the same as complaining to the factory director.
"Sister Liu, we are not targeting anyone. Look at the dozen of us, each of us is a skilled worker at our post and one of the best among the workers. Why is it that in the end we get the same salary as others? Isn't this bullying?" Cuilan, a textile expert, was the first to speak.
"Yes. If we know that we are paid an average wage, why should we work so hard? We get the same amount of money whether we work more or less. Why bother?"
"Didn't they say that there would be rewards for being named an outstanding employee? So far I haven't even seen a hair. The money they gave me is barely enough for my food and drink for a month."
A dozen female workers were talking to each other, chattering like a hundred sparrows, making Liu Hua's ears buzz.
"Don't worry, we will do what we promised you. But now the factory is trying new business and needs money. So this is what the factory owes you. When the new business comes up and stabilizes, we will immediately make up the money we owe you. How do you think?"
Seeing this, Liu Hua could only think of a reason to appease everyone, but someone in the crowd said, "What new business? Why hasn't anyone heard of it? Could it be that the cloth can't be sold now and there is no money in the account? That would be the end of us!"
Everyone got excited after hearing this. They thought they could get the bonus by making a fuss, but who knew they would get such bad news.
"If you don't have money, use cloth to cover it! We must solve this problem today!"
"Comrades, let's not waste our time arguing with her. It looks like there is really no money in the account! Come on, follow me to the storehouse to get some cloth!"
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