Transmigrating into the Villain’s Sickly Childhood Friend - Chapter 21.3

Lin Zihui raised his head and looked at him uncertainly.

Qiao Wen said: “Your father has not personally managed this factory for many years, and does not expect to make money by relying on this so he gives it full power to Uncle Dong. Have you ever thought that these ledgers are just for show?”

Lin Zihui’s expression was a little dazed.

Qiao Wen said: “This factory, should not have made money for several years. But as far as I know, although it is no longer exported to Europe and the United States, the factory isn’t short of orders and has been operating all the time. Isn’t it a problem if you don’t make a little money?”

Lin Zihui frowned and asked in a low voice. “You mean Uncle Dong?”

Qiao Wen said: “What is going on, we’ll find out if we go to the warehouse and the production line.”

Without any greetings, the two went directly to the factory next to them.

At this time, it was past nine o’clock, and the production line had been in operation for a long time.

In its heyday, this factory used to have 700 to 800 people. After downsizing over the years, only 300 people remain. In this era, it’s certainly not a big deal, but it’s still passable.

The workshop was so shabby, the rows and rows of sewing machines looked very crowded, full of the machine noise and flying dust, Qiao Wen couldn’t help coughing twice.

Lin Zihui heard the sound and hurriedly asked. “Awen, are you okay?”

Qiao Wen waved his hand, took the handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, and glanced at the workshop, the workers were mostly 30 to 40 years old or even older, and they should be old workers.

Experienced workers naturally have their strengths, but they were bound to have many problems, at least in this workshop, he did not see efficiency.

When passing by an operating table, Lin Zihui picked up a semi-finished product and couldn’t help but frown because of the rough craftsmanship. Although the factory was producing cheap ready-to-wear garments, such quality was too perfunctory.

“Young Master Hui, why did you come to the workshop?”

While the two were touring, Wu Yao Dong hurried over.

Lin Zihui smiled and said, “I’m just looking around casually.”

Wu Yao Dong sighed: “The workshop is noisy and dirty, and many workers are ignorant, so why don’t you go back to the office. In case, if you are wronged, how can I explain to Mr. Lin?”

Lin Zihui casually asked, “How can I feel wronged if I visit the factory workshop?”

Wu Yao Dong pushed him to go outside: “My young master, let’s go out.”

Lin Zihui glanced at Qiao Wen and saw that the other party nodded slightly, so he didn’t insist anymore, followed Wu Yao Dong out, and returned to the previous office.

Wu Yao Dong very attentively sent a table of refreshments, and Lin Zihui politely thanked him and asked Qiao Wen to enjoy it together.

After the people left, Lin Zihui’s smile on his face was constricted, and he looked at Qiao Wen with a pensive expression, and asked, “Awen, what do you think?”

Ever since he met Lin Zihui, the great male protagonist had always looked like a naive young man. It was very rare for him to be so solemn, but after a little thought, he also knew that this factory was not that simple.

Only now Qiao Wen felt that Lin Zhaoming was really an old fox, and he really let his son do exercise.

From what he just observed, this small factory was almost like Wu Yao Dong’s kingdom. The workers almost obeyed him, although they knew Lin Zihui was the young master, they were very indifferent to him.

Instead of answering, he asked back, “Young Master Hui, what do you think?”

Lin Zihui waved his hand a little embarrassed: “I’m not a young master, it doesn’t matter if others call me, don’t make fun of me.” He picked up a ledger on the table and skimmed his lips, “It seems that these are indeed just for show.”

Qiao Wen joked: “Your dad really made you come here for exercise.”

Lin Zihui smiled helplessly: “Uncle Dong is not going to let me interfere with the factory’s affairs. Awen, if you don’t want to work here, you don’t have to force yourself. I can see that you are a capable person, you can’t just get a thousand dollars salary and call it a day.”

Qiao Wen laughed: “One thousand yuan is not a small amount. Since I have signed the contract, how can I say nothing and do nothing? Besides, I am very poor, and I definitely don’t want to get this thousand dollars all the time. This factory is now handed over to you by your father, you are the boss, from now on you are in charge of this place of course.”

Lin Zihui looked hesitant.

Qiao Wen patted his arm: “Don’t worry, you are a top student at Hong Kong City University, so how can you not be able to manage a small factory.”

Lin Zihui took a deep breath and clenched his hands into fists to cheer himself up: “That’s right.”