Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Yan Wanqing said solemnly: "Even if we lose some wages, we can't dismiss them rashly."

She still doesn't understand what kind of trick the other party is playing. If she loses her composure and dismisses all the workers, it will not be so easy to recruit after the crisis is resolved.

What's more, the large-scale dismissal of workers, not to mention whether they will cause trouble, even if it gets out, everyone will think that the braised duck is about to go bankrupt.

"Uncle Duan, the factory's crisis is coming, but the more we are at this time, the more we can't mess around. It's just a loss of some money, and the stewed duck can still afford it."

"Don't tell the workers in the factory about this, or they will all be in danger and cause trouble, and people will see our jokes for nothing."

"Row."

Duan Wei looked at Yan Wanqing's serious face, and comforted him, "Don't worry Wanqing, no matter what, Uncle Duan will accompany you through this difficult time."

Yan Wanqing was very grateful for Duan Wei's concern, she pursed her lips, "Uncle Duan, thank you."

Suddenly, Yan Wanqing suddenly thought of something, "Uncle Duan, don't tell Jiang Mo about these horrible things about the factory."

Duan Wei is the person Jiang Mo found, there must be a connection between the two,

Jiang Mo himself has a lot of lawsuits, so let's not bother Jiang Mo with these matters.

"it is good."

Yan Wanqing went to the warehouse, Gao Xincheng was squatting at the door of the warehouse, holding a cigarette between his fingers, his face was full of sadness, he saw Yan Wanqing, and stubbed out the cigarette butt.

"Wanqing, you're here."

Yan Wanqing nodded, "I'll come over and count the inventory."

I also have a number in my heart.

Gao Xincheng was worried about these uncleared stocks, and he aged many years overnight.

Yan Wanqing put her hand on his shoulder, "Don't worry, Uncle Gao, I won't let these stocks go bad."

Gao Xincheng was completely lost. "All the merchants we cooperated with have terminated their contracts, and the marketing department can't find new partners. How to clear up these inventories."

These are the painstaking efforts he has developed himself, and watching them break is undoubtedly cutting out the flesh.

When Yan Wanqing came, she had already thought of a countermeasure, "I plan to donate all of these to charity."

Gao Xincheng turned his head abruptly, "Doing charity?"

Yan Wanqing hummed, "My grandma has been passionate about charity since she was young, and has donated to several orphanages. Instead of letting them all break down, it is better to do charity."

Gao Xincheng's eyes lit up, "That's a good idea."

He felt sorry for these stocks, not because of losing money, but because of wasting effort.

He would be happy if more people could taste the deliciousness of braised duck.

"Wanqing, without further ado, let's contact welfare institutions such as orphanages and nursing homes."

Their lo mei has a short shelf life, and there are no additives such as preservatives, so it is suitable for all ages.

Donate while the dates are at their freshest, and your taste buds will be a little more satisfied.

"I've got someone to contact and they can be sent away tomorrow."

"Ah."

Gao Xincheng looked at these lo-mei, and still felt somewhat disappointed.

Yan Wanqing said softly: "Uncle Gao, everyone's entrepreneurial journey is not smooth sailing. There are benign and vicious competitors. We have to face this."

"Don't worry, Uncle Gao won't be crushed because of this incident."

In his early years, he left his hometown to start a business, and his son fell seriously ill again. He scattered all his wealth and ran around to take his son for medical treatment, and was treated with cold eyes.

Having survived such a difficult day, this little ups and downs are nothing to him.

Seeing that Gao Xincheng was relieved, Yan Wanqing left with confidence.

She still has some specific things to discuss with Duan Wei.

……

The stewed duck's charitable activities caused quite a stir in Haishi.

It is not that no one has done charity these years, but like braised ducks, there are very few companies that send warmth to every welfare home.

Yan Wanqing's inventory was not enough to distribute to each welfare home, so she ordered the workers to work overtime to produce a batch.

Many daily newspapers rushed to report on this matter, and some people wanted to interview the director of the stewed duck factory, but they were all rejected.

The stewed duck has won a good reputation because of this charity, and has established a good impression. Many citizens have expressed their support for the stewed duck. Seeing this, many businesses have resumed cooperation with the stewed duck.

But after two days of depression, the workshop of braised duck started to operate again.

Duan Wei was overjoyed, "Wanqing, is this a blessing in disguise for us?"

I didn't expect that their desperate efforts would bring such a surprise.

Yan Wanqing didn't show Duan Wei's optimism, "Uncle Duan, the spicy and spicy lo mei are here for us, they won't stop until they take down the stewed duck, so don't take it lightly."

The price war strategy failed, and they must have other means.

In today's market, there is only competition between spicy Jianghu and stewed duck.

Duan Wei: "But this time they failed."

Yan Wanqing smiled: "They just failed, not collapsed."

Duan Wei's expression became solemn again, "I will continue to send people to watch the spicy lo mei."

Yan Wanqing asked: "It's been so many days, is there no result at all?"

"Several people I sent out said that the employees of Mala Lo Mei live in the factory, and when they go to and from get off work, it is very depressed outside the door."

Yan Wanqing calmly analyzed, "It's impossible for them to live in the factory all the time, so keep watching. When they come out, ask them about their shift time."

"Besides, there has been a lot of noise in the Luluya this time. Their bosses will definitely take action, maybe they will go to the factory for a meeting. If they can't see anyone, they will remember the license plate number."

"it is good."

Duan Wei stared at Yan Wanqing, Yan Wanqing was a little uncomfortable by his attention, she touched her face, "Uncle Duan, what's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"No."

Duan Wei shook his head, "I just feel that you have a kind of maturity that doesn't match your age."

Duan Wei is about the same age as Yan Jing, and his daughter is also about the same age as Yan Wanqing, only in her teens.

But his daughter eats, drinks and has fun every day besides studying, living a life as wanton as a child.

On the other hand, Yan Wanqing, who is either studying or engaged in career, handles things more maturely than him who is nearly fifty years old, and he has a sense of decline as he lives and regresses.

Yan Wanqing exhaled suddenly, shrugged her shoulders, and said jokingly: "Probably because I have experienced more things."

What Yan Wanqing has experienced in this life is enough for her to grow up, not to mention, she still has what happened in her previous life.

"No matter how many things you have experienced, you are still a child. Uncle Duan still hopes that you can stop your progress once in a while, look at the surrounding scenery more, and make yourself happy and lively."

"Will do."