Chapter 489: Transfer?

"Are you new here?" An Yinan asked him.

The young man walked out from the guard room, and only then did An Yinan notice his empty left sleeve.

A retired soldier.

These four words suddenly became very heavy.

"Yes, I don't remember what all the bosses look like yet. Please tell me, and I won't need to ask next time," the young man said with a chuckle.

He didn't seem unhappy at all because of An Yinan's question.

An Yinan didn't make things difficult for him either. "My name is An Yinan."

"Hmm... I'm the boss of this factory."

Holding a ninety percent share, calling herself the boss wasn't an exaggeration, right?

"Doctor An!" The young man's eyes brightened, and he called out quickly.

Everyone knew that Doctor An was already married, but that didn't hinder her from being the dream lover of the soldiers in the slightest.

The young man was no exception; if it hadn't been for Doctor An's Hemostatic Medicine back then, it was uncertain whether he would have survived.

"You know me?" An Yinan considered her memory to be quite good, but she had taken on too many patients at the Southern Front; she couldn't remember them all the time.

Moreover, she was often too busy and had too many medical conditions to keep track of, so she hadn't paid much attention to people's appearances.

"You are the Life-Saving Bodhisattva. Who could forget you, having participated in the Southern Monkey Campaign?"

It could even be said that there really weren't many people in the Military now who didn't know An Yinan.

After all, that Hemostatic Medicine came from her hands.

When the title of Life-Saving Bodhisattva first appeared, An Yinan hadn't even gone to the Southern Battlefield yet.

The young man smiled, but this smile was different; it wasn't the polite, formulaic smile from just a moment ago, but rather the look of someone seeing an old acquaintance? A relative?

That kind of warm smile came from the heart.

"I only did what I should have done, and you all did what you should have done as well," An Yinan replied with a smile.

"May I go in now?" She pointed inside.

The man paused for a moment. "You might still need to register; the factory has rules."

Familiarity was one thing, and being the boss was another, but rules could not be ignored.

An Yinan couldn't help but laugh. "Fine, I'll register."

The factory needed people like this; with people like this, she could truly feel at ease.

After finishing the registration, she took Xiao Guo directly to the factory, going to the office first, but she didn't see Sun Jun there.

"Nan?" A middle-aged man wearing glasses used this form of address, making An Yinan's eyes twitch.

So "Nan" isn't about age? Is it just a general term?

You are so much older than me; if you call me that, do I really dare to answer?

"Weren't you supposed to come tomorrow?" The man stood up and extended his hand. "My name is Wensheng. When I was in the Military, I was responsible for logistics management. Once I reached the age, I retired, and was brought here by Guo Ge to work in the factory."

An Yinan extended her hand. "Comrade Wensheng, thank you for your hard work."

Wensheng hurriedly waved his hand and pulled over a chair for An Yinan to sit down.

"Sun Ge is in the workshop. He's been busy for several days now. There is a huge shortage in shipments, but the space is only so big, and the production line can no longer keep up with the supply."

Wensheng introduced the situation in the factory in detail and went to the finance department to retrieve the ledgers and shipping records.

"Every month, these are mailed to Guo Ge for auditing and filing, but a copy is kept in finance. You can take a look, and if there is anything you want to know, you can ask me." Wensheng's attitude was excellent.

He was no longer young, but he didn't have any airs of an elder and knew every detail about the factory.

"Comrade Wensheng, sorry for the trouble." An Yinan smiled.

She had already looked at these ledgers before, and she still remembered the entries; there was no difference from the ledgers in Beijing.

She flipped through them casually and checked the total accounts.

"Has the factory's shipping volume reached its limit now?" An Yinan asked.

Wensheng felt a bit helpless, but he had to nod in admission.

"Yes, and the factory can no longer be expanded; the current footprint is already at its maximum." Otherwise, they wouldn't be this anxious.

The shops and stores were all waiting for goods, and as the shipping volume increased, the production capacity just couldn't keep up!

They were even more anxious here; with pressure from multiple sides, Sun Ge now had fever blisters from the stress.

An Yinan learned the true situation and said with a smile, "Let's go to the workshop and take a look."

She changed into workshop overalls, put on a work cap, and entered the production workshop.

"The workshop is now running twenty-four hours a day, rotating shifts so the machines never stop. We also applied for a spare machine from Guo Ge's side, just so that if any machine breaks down, there is one ready to take its place immediately." Wensheng hadn't been at the factory for long, but he now understood everything about it.

Previously, Sun Ge managed all of this, but he wasn't the type for management.

He preferred to be stuck in the workshop; every time new blueprints arrived, it was his happiest moment.

"Sun Ge." Wensheng led An Yinan to where Sun Jun was.

But Sun Jun was busy making patterns and didn't even look at the people behind him.

He just waved his hand and went back to his work.

Wensheng was just about to pull him to remind him.

An Yinan reached out her hand, not letting him disturb him.

Watching Sun Jun diligently making patterns, she took a few people to look at the other lines.

Everything was in perfect order.

"Nan?" After Sun Jun finished the pattern, he remembered that Old Wen had called him earlier, and only then did he look around the workshop and see An Yinan.

He couldn't help but call out.

The people around looked over, but thinking of the heavy production tasks, they returned to their work.

"Boss, when did you arrive?" Everyone was used to calling her Nan.

Now, whenever anyone saw An Yinan, they would first call out "Nan."

If they called her boss, it didn't seem quite right either.

Such a fresh and lovely young girl, it seemed to make her sound old if people called her that.

But he probably hadn't thought that calling her Nan seemed even more intimidating.

"I've been here for a while." An Yinan smiled and pointed outside, "Let's go out and talk."

The group of four left the workshop.

"How is it now?" An Yinan asked Sun Jun with a smile.

Sun Jun patted his belly with a smile like the Maitreya Buddha, "As for me, Old Sun, I am satisfied!"

Never mind who the factory belongs to for now, but seeing it come back to life was a great thing.

"I want to transfer you." An Yinan looked at Sun Jun; she also wanted to hear Sun Jun's opinion.

"Transfer me?" Sun Jun's eyes widened; he was doing just fine here, so had he done something wrong somewhere?

How could she just say transfer and then transfer him?

"I plan to buy a plot of land and open a large Clothing Factory, specifically to supply wholesale shops." An Yinan did not hide it; this matter was also a major reason she had come.

"The new factory needs someone to manage it..." An Yinan hadn't finished her sentence.

Sun Jun hurriedly waved his hands, "No, no, I'm no good at management."

It had only been a few years since he had escaped the days of management!

He hadn't even lived the good life for two or three years, so why was he being asked to manage again?

He couldn't do it!

An Yinan looked at his desperate attempt to avoid it and smiled helplessly.