Chapter 1902

"Sigh!"

A middle-aged man pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"A perfectly good factory, how did it become like this?"

"Yeah!" A young man sighed: "It seems like it collapsed in the blink of an eye, without any psychological preparation."

A middle-aged woman with short hair and a slightly plump figure waved the small colorful flag in her hand boredly, her eyes full of worry about the future.

"Many coworkers are thinking about a way out. I heard some people want to go to the night market to set up a stall."

"Go to the night market to set up a stall?" The young man looked full of disbelief: "That's so embarrassing, anyway, I'm not going to set up a small stall."

"You're still young, you don't even have a partner, you're not hungry if you're full!" The middle-aged man said faintly: "But at our age, we all have families to support. You tell me, do you want face, or do you want your wife and children to be full?"

Once, as employees of the textile factory, everyone was proud, everyone was boastful.

Even after being laid off, many people couldn't lose that pride and boastfulness, unwilling to lower their status to set up a small stall.

In fact, all over the country, all laid-off employees who had their "iron rice bowls" smashed were unwilling to put down the air of the "old worker brother."

But soon, they had to put down the air of the "old worker brother" and wrap themselves up tightly.

Wearing masks or scarves, they went to the street to set up small stalls, do odd jobs, or even collect waste. Because if they didn't, their whole family would have to go hungry.

Time passed in everyone's dissatisfaction. Half an hour passed, and the inspecting leaders hadn't come yet. Someone couldn't help but complain.

"Factory Director, are they coming or not? How long has it been?"

Originally, welcoming higher-level leaders for inspection was something everyone fought for, but today is not what it used to be. The factory has already gone bust, and everyone is about to be laid off. Who has the patience to welcome some bullshit leader?

Chen Changchun scolded: "Wait, why is there so much nonsense."

He didn't tell the employees because he wasn't sure if Zhou Andong would come in person.

In addition, the leader only told him on the phone that he was coming to take a look, didn't say he would definitely acquire it, and told him not to be too high-profile.

Bai Wenyou looked at his watch: "It's almost ten o'clock, didn't the leader tell you what time they were coming?"

Chen Changchun shook his head: "No!"

Bai Wenyou hesitated and said: "They wouldn't come in the afternoon, would they?"

"No!" Chen Changchun said: "Although the leader didn't say what time, if they were coming in the afternoon, they would definitely tell us."

Bai Wenyou thought that was right, and then continued to wait patiently.

Another ten minutes passed, and an Audi 100, a Mercedes, and a Crown drove over.

"They're here!"

Chen Changchun shouted. The Audi 100 in front was Deng Deng Zhangli's car, and the Mercedes behind it, with Jing plates, was known by many common people to be Zhou Andong's car.

"Welcome, welcome, warmly welcome."

The employees shouted listlessly, which made Chen Changchun furious, but Deng Deng Zhangli and Zhou Andong had already gotten out of the car, and he quickly greeted them.

"Leader, Chairman Zhou, and two distinguished guests, welcome to the textile factory to inspect and guide our work."

"The textile factory has been ruined by you, and you still want guidance." Deng Deng Zhangli cursed rudely.

Chen Changchun said very simply: "It's my incompetence that ruined a perfectly good textile factory. If Chairman Zhou can take over, I believe it will definitely regain its former glory."

The employees behind them were listless and dying, shouting welcome. Seeing it was the Mayor and Zhou Andong, they were stunned for a moment.

Immediately after, hearing Chen Changchun's words, everyone was like they had been hit by a freezing spell, looking at each other.

What did the Factory Director say? Zhou Andong wants to acquire the textile factory?

Everyone was shocked, and then they gathered their energy, their stomachs sank, and then they swelled, and a earth-shattering roar came out.

"Welcome, welcome, warmly welcome."

Not only Deng Deng Zhangli and Zhou Andong, but even Chen Changchun and Bai Wenyou were startled, turning their heads to look.

Zhou Yu opened his mouth slightly, looking at the employees who were dying at first and now suddenly full of blood, looking completely confused.

Chen Changchun glared at those employees and said with a smile: "They must be happy to see the leader and Chairman Zhou."

Zhou Andong smiled and introduced them to Chen Changchun: "These two are Wanwan businessmen, Zhou Zhou Xianyong and Zhou Wanyu."

"Mr. Zhou, Ms. Zhou, hello."

Chen Changchun shook hands with the two, and then introduced Bai Wenyou.

"Leader, Chairman Zhou, Mr. Zhou, Ms. Zhou, let's go to the reception room to sit and have a cup of tea."

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Let's visit the factory area and workshops first."

"Okay!"

Chen Changchun and Bai Wenyou accompanied them and began to visit the entire factory area.

And Zhou Yu was like a transparent person, and he didn't care.

Just as they were visiting the textile factory, the employees outside had already started discussing.

The plump middle-aged woman had always been very excited: "Listening to our Factory Director, is Zhou Andong going to acquire our factory?"

"Does this even need to be asked?"

A young man took a deep breath, his face flushed red; this news made him so excited he couldn't control himself.

"If our factory is acquired by Zhou Andong, our wages in the future will definitely be the same as the liquor factory."

Not to mention that the factory is bankrupt now, even if it wasn't bankrupt, most employees wouldn't oppose Zhou Andong wanting to acquire it.

Mainly because the treatment of employees in enterprises under the Jiangzhou Yugong Group, whether it was the liquor factory or Xurishang, including real estate and electronics factories, was too good, and everyone in Jiangzhou envied them.

"Great." A young woman clenched her fists: "For more than half a year, I've been worrying about what to do after being laid off. I've been anxious all day, feeling insecure, my heart is empty, a sense of fear."

"Me too." Another woman nodded: "Even if I don't get paid, as long as I come to the factory to be on duty every day, I feel at ease, but I feel insecure as soon as I go home."

"No!" The young man walked toward the gate: "I'm going to make a phone call to tell Zhu Dayong this good news."

"Wait for me." The young woman also followed: "I'm going to tell my sister; she's also worrying all day, let her be happy."

"You guys..."

The middle-aged man with glasses wanted to stop them, but finally closed his mouth.

The plump middle-aged woman asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

The middle-aged man with glasses shook his head slightly: "This matter hasn't even started yet. Whether Zhou Andong can acquire it is not certain. I guess the Factory Director didn't tell us at the beginning because he had this consideration."

"Pfft!" The plump middle-aged woman said with a smile: "I think this matter is almost certain. The Mayor is here, and there are two Wanwan businessmen. If it wasn't confirmed, the Mayor would definitely not accompany them in person."

At this time, a few more people ran away, saying they were going out to make a phone call.

As time passed, the employees at home rushed over one by one.

In less than two hours, more than three thousand people gathered in the courtyard of the textile factory, and people were rushing over one after another.