Entering the production workshop, Ye Yun saw the male workers lying in front of the sewing machines, flirting and teasing with the female workers. The female workers were also sitting lazily in front of the sewing machines, not doing any work, and chatting with the male workers with their arms folded.
It's as lively as a vegetable market.
Seeing Ye Yun come in, they only glanced at him and continued to turn around and laugh.
Ye Yun didn't take this situation seriously at all.
At the same time, there is also the deputy factory director beside Ye Yun.
The middle-aged male deputy director, who was over forty years old, was originally Xu Jiashen's subordinate. He was following her at the moment. He was neither angry nor scolded when he saw this scene, as if he was eager to see Ye Yun make a joke.
When Ye Yun asked him if these people usually behave like this, he said confidently:
"Of course not, but these are the third master's people. They usually only listen to the third master, and they don't even listen to me. Although now the third master has sold the factory to you, you have become the deputy director of the factory. But these people...sigh."
At the end he shook his head.
Between the lines, there is also the contempt in the eyes, which means that he is watching a good show.
Ye Yun couldn't help but chuckle.
disobedient?
Just change it.
It's hard to find three-legged toads, but there are a lot of people with two legs, and there are a lot of women who can use sewing machines. A big garment factory, with a salary of thirty or forty yuan, is still afraid that it won't be found. Female worker?
The deputy director next to him was surprised when he saw that Ye Yun's face was not as embarrassed as he expected.
But soon, he came up with another idea. He picked up the account book that the person below had been holding and said: "Director Ye, look at the accounts for this quarter. We owe some money to several suppliers. It's your turn." Checked out."
It's her turn to pay?
Ye Yun thought that this was another hole dug by Xu Jiashen for her, so she went over to take a look.
Oops.
Several suppliers, one zero, two zeros, three zeros, add up to a payment of hundreds of thousands.
What is the concept of hundreds of thousands?
She and Qin Zheng have been running the store for so long, but they haven't earned a total of 100,000 yuan yet.
In this day and age, if a household has ten thousand yuan, it is considered a ten thousand yuan household.
Ye Yun sneered, "The debts owed to the factory are settled. Why do you still need to ask me about such a trivial matter?"
"Director, you don't know something. Our factory has been losing money for a long time, and we can no longer get the money out of our accounts. The third master was worrying about how to fill in the accounts before, and you just showed up..."
When he said this, he did not forget to ridicule Ye Yun.
Ye Yun's face darkened slightly, thinking that this was the biggest hole Xu Jiashen had dug for her.
The factory gave it to her as promised, but he also made some moves in the factory, keeping a balance that would make her angry but not too serious.
The old bald donkey is quite good at calculating.
"Director Ye, give you the account book."
Seeing that she didn't accept the account book, the deputy director's slightly narrowed eyes flashed with shrewd light, and he handed the account book to Ye Yun again, eager to put it directly into Ye Yun's hand.
But the next second, Ye Yun blocked him with a smile.
"Deputy director, are you kidding me? What does this account book have to do with me?"
"Why does it have nothing to do with you?" The deputy director looked like he knew what he was asking, and said confidently: "These are all the accounts of the factory. As the director of the factory now, you are naturally responsible for the accounts of the factory."
"I forgot to tell you that the bosses of these suppliers were very happy when they heard that our factory had changed the person in charge and they had to settle accounts with them. They are now waiting in our VIP room. Don't let them down. "
Having said this, he sighed and advised with a kind-hearted look on his face: "You have just taken office, and you still don't understand many of the rules. Let me advise you, you must not offend these bosses, otherwise it will be difficult for your factory to continue operating. …”
Ye Yun's face suddenly turned cold.
"Why do you say that?"
"Of course it's because of the goods in their hands." The deputy director snorted coldly and patted his chest: "These suppliers are amazing. The quality of the fabrics in their hands is many times better than that of our county textile factory. Otherwise, you would think How did our Blue Sky Garment Factory defeat the two private garment factories of Qingshan and Baiyun?"
"Director Ye, I see that you are not that familiar with the garment factory. After all, you are just a woman. If you don't have a diamond, don't force yourself to take a porcelain job. If it doesn't work, just go home and have a baby!"
Gan...what a vicious curse.
Ye Yun sneered, shook her head and said, "I don't acknowledge these accounts. The contract I signed with Xu Jiashen didn't say that I was required to fill in these accounts."
The deputy factory director was not to be outdone: "But the contract you signed with Mr. San said that you have full authority to take over the funds. This means that not only do you have to take over the profits, but you also have to bear the losses of the factory."
"hehe……"
Ye Yun laughed angrily.
This old bald ass.
One word: absolutely!
Just as he was thinking about it, several tall and round men came walking in front of him.
Seeing Ye Yun, they immediately spoke with purpose: "Are you the new director of Lantian Garment Factory? You also know what we are here for today, right? Let's quickly pay off the accounts from last quarter. Bar?"
"Yes, before we didn't come to collect the goods, it was all because of the third master's face. Now that the third master is no longer the factory director, there is no need for us to give him any more face."
"It's a joke, a woman wants to do business with us, where can she go to give her face?"
"Hahaha--"
There was a burst of laughter after the words were spoken.
In the eyes of these big-bodied Mediterranean men like them, Ye Yun is nothing more than a delicate woman who is only suitable for hiding at home. What qualifications and abilities does she have to do business with them?
Can she go to the wine table and drink with them?
Can she go to the club and wash their feet with them?
both are not.
She looks like a fair-skinned woman, she is just a flower vase in the house, why would she suffer if she comes out in public?
"You guys don't have to use such harsh words. Boss Ye's ability is obvious to everyone."
Among the noisy voices of ridicule, there was a voice like Xihe's spring breeze.
I saw a relatively tall figure standing behind several bulky figures. He was over 1.7 meters tall and had neatly cut hair. He looked neither fat nor thin, but he had a beer belly, probably from intoxication. It is a symbol that the mall inevitably loses during the circulation of wine tables over the years.
The appreciation in the man's eyes is real, not the weird suppression like other people's.
This made Ye Yun couldn't help but look at him twice.
Several other suppliers laughed and joked: "Lao Luo, you've made the mistake of looking at everyone like a talent again. Last time you looked at a divorced person and said they had a future. This time you saw a pregnant one and said If someone is capable, do you just like this thing?"
"Don't say that."
Being so smeared by his peers, the man's face also showed a hint of irritation.
"Hello, Director Ye,
Let me meet you, my name is Luo Baocheng. "
He stretched out a hand towards Ye Yun, his shining eyes showed his sincere goodwill, and he stared at Ye Yun with a hint of expectation.
