"Auntie," An Jingzhi said to the three mothers, "Don't worry, I still have a way. The textile factory will not fall apart."
The three of them just thought that An Jingzhi was comforting them. As mothers, they knew very well how capable their son was.
Now that she knew her son did not look down on them, and even took such a risk for them, she felt touched.
Fearing that An Jingzhi would feel burdened, Er Niang said, "Don't worry, Jingzhi. Your aunt and your third aunt will take care of this matter. Don't worry about it."
Looking at the three mothers who were moved and caring about him wholeheartedly, worried that he would leave a psychological burden, An Jingzhi smiled and said, "I'm not kidding. I really have a way to solve the problem of our textile factory."
"Although I was overwhelmed by the order at first, I still made some backup plans."
Seeing that he was serious, Er Niang asked, "What do you have in mind?"
The old lady said hurriedly, "No matter what kind of house it is, you can't ask for the money anymore."
At first they were nice and polite, but later they wouldn't even let me in, and now they've started beating people.
If I go again, who knows what will happen?
An Jingzhi also understood that the original owner had been cheated, and if he went to ask for money, people would certainly ignore him, an ordinary citizen.
Why did he get the orders that even the big merchants didn’t have?
Isn’t it because those big merchants have people above them who know more information, and it is so easy to make money from the national government?
They can drag it out until you go bankrupt, and once you go bankrupt, the debt will naturally be eliminated.
Those who can actually take on these government orders have someone above them who guarantees that they will receive payment.
Unlike the original owner's small family, they seem to live better than ordinary people and can afford to hire workers, but in fact, compared with the real capital tycoons, they are nothing.
He would naturally get the money back, but not now.
The most urgent task is to solve the funding problem of the textile mills.
"After this incident, I understand that it's better for ordinary people like us to have less dealings with government officials. It's not that easy to make money from them."
"I won't ask for money anymore. They're clearly going to default on their debt. If we had no relationship, they definitely wouldn't pay..."
He patiently comforted the three mothers with a few words, which finally dispelled their concerns.
The old lady asked, "What's the solution you're talking about?"
Second Aunt gave Auntie a subtle look, signaling her not to be so anxious.
On the surface, they acted relaxed to An Jingzhi, but in reality, how could it be that easy after selling all their properties and paying off their debts?
Not to mention anything else, those fixed assets are so easy to sell whenever you want. What if people find out about their situation and lower the price?
The old lady was outspoken. Seeing that An Jingzhi's explanation was logical and she had understood the twists and turns in it, she began to have some expectations for him, which was why she spoke anxiously.
After seeing the look in Er Niang's eyes, she immediately reacted, "Auntie didn't mean anything else. If you have any ideas, tell us and we can refer to them. If it doesn't work, it's okay."
The eye contact between the two naturally did not escape An Jingzhi.
He said softly, "Sanniang, do you still remember the printing factory I asked you to help me run?" To say that he helped to run it was a bit of a compliment to the original owner. It was obviously he who couldn't do it anymore and gave it up, so Sanniang had no choice but to accept it.
Sanniang was stunned for a moment when she was called, then she reacted and said, "What happened to the printing factory?"
The original owner wanted to open a printing factory to take over the work of bookstores and newspapers, but in the end he got nothing. The printing factory is still open now, but it is a bit half-dead. It usually only takes on small jobs here and there, and almost all of it relies on subsidies from the textile factory.
"I've thought about it. If we can't establish connections with government officials and prevent others from looking down on us, then we can open a newspaper."
"What?!" the three of them exclaimed in shock at the same time.
It's no wonder they were surprised. An Jingzhi's thinking was too unconventional. He was just talking about the crisis in the textile factory, and now he jumped from the printing factory to the newspaper.
An Jingzhi patiently explained, "We have no connection with the government. If we want to maintain our dignity and prevent others from speaking nonsense, we have to have the right to speak ourselves."
The literacy rate in the Republic of China was not high, and it was almost the same regardless of the time and space. People with culture were therefore particularly respected.
"If we could open a newspaper and publish articles in it, those people would definitely not dare to slander you at will. At least they would have some respect for you."
No matter what era it is, it takes only one mouth to spread rumors, but it takes a lot of effort to refute them. With newspapers as a medium, they will be worried that others will say bad things about them in the newspapers, which will affect their future business.
"I remember Sanniang really likes writing articles and poems. When the time comes, we can publish her articles and poems in our newspaper so that others can see her talent."
"You can also publish your entrepreneurial stories in the form of stories. Then everyone will think that you are women who are no less capable than men. Even if someone wants to use your identities to attack you, more people will naturally come to your defense."
"The money we earn from the newspaper can support our textile factory for a while longer. When the newspaper gets better and better, we will be able to gain fame and fortune."
This is an era of alternating backwardness and emergingness.
If the stories of these three mothers could be published in newspapers, they would become idols for countless women and help them get rid of the inferiority complex caused by their backgrounds.
Even though they were not afraid of rumors, An Jingzhi couldn't bear to let them bear the insult.
The three were stunned by An Jingzhi's description, especially Sanniang. She was born into a family of officials, but later her family fell into poverty and ended up in the brothel. However, because of her childhood experiences, she was considered the most educated of the three sisters.
"Those articles and poems I wrote were all just random things, how could they be reported?" She said subconsciously after she came to her senses.
"This newspaper," the old lady said, smacking her lips, "isn't it so easy to start?"
Although she is impulsive and hot-tempered, she is not really stupid.
There are more and more newspapers, but there are still not only a few that are famous.
The family is already living beyond their means and still owes a large sum of money. If we use the money to start a newspaper and it succeeds, it would be fine. But if it fails, it would be even worse.
Er Niang nodded without saying yes or no. She simply asked, "Did you think of publishing a newspaper when you opened the printing factory?"
The original owner naturally didn't expect that this was not the only way out, he could only rely on what he had.
He nodded without hesitation and said, "When I opened the printing factory, I thought people might come and print newspapers and learn how to set up newspapers."
"Although not many people come to our printing factory to place orders, we have received some miscellaneous orders. At least we have some experience and are not completely clueless."
"The tools are readily available, and there's some paper in the warehouse. Since this is our first printing, we don't need to print so many newspapers at once. We can print more when sales start to pick up."
Second Lady looked over, and Third Lady nodded and said, "There is indeed some paper that can be printed."
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