Chapter 503: Sour Grapes

During the afternoon work, employees came to the studio with cloth bags and net bags filled with New Year gifts, smiling happily.

There are actually people who couldn't find so many bags, so they asked their children to carry rice jars to carry things. It's really a bit exaggerated.

"Zhou Qin, you are lucky. In our studio, only three families can receive double quota, and your family occupies one of them."

Zhou Qin is the mother of Hu Xiaolan and Hu Xiaozhu. When the two girls came home at noon, they hurriedly asked her to find bags and containers for oil. When she heard that the studio had given out so many gifts, she cried with joy while sitting on a chair.

"You have to take good care of the things your family has given you. If your biased mother-in-law and sister-in-law find out, they might come and make trouble for you. Don't waste these good things. Our Director Song spent a lot of effort and money to get them."

"That's right. If your mother-in-law knew, she would definitely want to take away a large part of it. It's not certain whether she can leave any for you and your daughter."

"No, if they dare to come and steal things, I will never be merciful again."

"Just make up your mind."

"Your mother-in-law and your sister-in-law are not easy to get along with. There's really no need to put up with them all the time. If it were me, I would beat them out with a broom before they even enter the door, making sure they don't get into trouble."

"We are all straightforward people. We have no bad intentions. We all hope for the best for you and your daughter."

"I know, thank you sisters-in-law for your concern."

"No matter how they make trouble in the future, I will always put our four daughters first. These terrible elders don't love them, so I, as a mother, will love them myself."

"Yes, that's the way it should be."

"Your Hu Cheng is a man who doesn't know what's right. It's better for you to keep the money and property in your own hands."

"Yeah, I understand."

Half an hour before the afternoon work starts, the employees and their family members who came to help move things have already arrived at the studio.

Everything is ready, just waiting for Song Fuyu to come from home.

Ten minutes before work started, Song Fuyu finally arrived amid everyone's anticipation.

The people outside the house consciously made way for her.

"Everyone, it's so early today. Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Soon, we were happy."

"Yes, as long as you can come, we are willing to wait as long as it takes."

"I originally wanted to hold the year-end summary meeting first, and then distribute the things to everyone. Now it seems that you don't want to listen at the moment, so let's distribute the things first, ship everything back home and we can talk about other things later."

"Big girl, have you borrowed it?"

"I borrowed it, but it's still a borrowed scale."

"Everyone line up in the order in which we usually get paid, and receive your wages one by one. Big Sister will pack them, and Sister Liu will weigh them. After receiving your wages, come to me to sign."

As soon as the words came out, the employees quickly lined up in a long queue.

There is only one scale now. Although it is a bit troublesome, everyone is very enthusiastic about using it and no one has any complaints.

Aunt Wu also came over to watch the fun, and seeing that they were somewhat unable to win, she rolled up her sleeves and helped.

Three hours had passed by the time everything that needed to be weighed was weighed.

"Take a piece of meat yourself, and get the cloth from the storehouse."

"And cloth?"

The employees and the crowd watching the excitement on the sidelines all exclaimed.

Considering Song Fuyu’s generosity, it is very likely...a whole horse!

Sure enough, the first person took out a brand new piece of plain cotton cloth from the warehouse, confirming everyone's guess.

"Director Song is really generous!"

"This isn't the first time they've distributed gifts. Didn't they do it once during the Mid-Autumn Festival? And before that, when they distributed bonuses, she was very clear about it and gave the money to the employees."

"Tsk, don't you think about how much money these employees make for her? She deserves to be paid a little more."

There was a person working in the studio next door who had no one at home. He was so jealous that he kept saying sarcastic words.

"There's no right or wrong. Don't other factories make money? When have you ever heard of any factory providing benefits to employees like this?"

"That's right. Other factories can only give fixed wages."

"Other factories also issue tickets to their employees, but I have never heard of Director Song issuing tickets to his employees."

"During the holidays, we are giving out so many things that require invoices. What's the harm if we don't have invoices?"

"That's right. My eldest brother also works in the factory. They only issue 16 feet of cloth coupons a year. But Director Song doesn't issue coupons to everyone. He directly issues one piece of cloth, which is equivalent to several years of cloth coupons."

"Even if other factories issued cloth coupons, grain coupons, and meat coupons, don't they need money to buy them?"

"Let alone going outside, even if it's our army's supply and marketing cooperative, can you buy such good meat with your meat coupons? Can I sell you ten kilograms at a time? You're dreaming!"

"Don't tell her. She's just jealous. She says the grapes are sour because she can't eat them."

"Who are you calling jealous?!"

"Whoever is jealous will be criticized!"

"Okay, okay, stop arguing. If you make a scene, it's your own men who will suffer."

"Yan Tuan is well-known for protecting his wife. If you dare to make her unhappy on his wife's territory, you men will definitely suffer the consequences."

When the people who were originally planning to cause trouble heard this, they immediately lost their temper.

Song Fuyu not only has the support of Yan Ziyuan, but also has Master Li and her father-in-law who holds a high position behind her. It is said that her grandfather-in-law also loves her very much and is not someone they can afford to offend.

Song Fuyu, who was distributing horses to employees in the warehouse, had no idea about the unpleasantness outside. Even if she knew, she wouldn't care. Those people would just say a few words and curse at her.

"Okay, now that everything has been distributed, give everyone some time to transport it home. Come back for the meeting at 5:15."

There were still some things on the ground that Liu Aihua and Wu Danniu had not distributed yet. Song Fuyu asked them to divide them equally among themselves, and she sat on a chair with her eyes closed to rest.

"Fu Yu, didn't you prepare your own portion?"

"I don't need it. If I need it, there are plenty of ways to get it."

"I'll take a break. Call me when it's time."

In the warehouse, she asked a carpenter to make a set of sofas, which she had covered with cushions some time ago. It was comfortable to sit on, but after a while she began to feel drowsy.