Stepmother Reborn: Dad, my mom hasn't hit me for three days

Ergou walked out with Zhang Xiuhua empty-handed, and threw his clothes away. He was a little puzzled, "Godmother, why are you here? Don't you have to go to work?"

My godmother works at the train station and her working hours are relatively fixed. Except for the Spring Festival, she doesn't take any holidays at all.

Zhang Xiuhua sighed and told her about Baolin calling her, "Baolin is very worried about you. She has to train and has no time to come to see you. So she asked me to come here. You are such a worrying child."

In fact, Ergou is not very old, and he was forced to grow up. He had to support himself at a young age, and he left home to make a living before finishing high school. He has rich social experience, but he is still a simple teenager at heart. He only acts according to his own preferences. People in this world grow up after experiencing things. Ergou will definitely learn the lesson of filial piety after this incident, but the price is too high.

Ergou was a little embarrassed, "I was planning to come back in a week to sell the factory."

"Your factory is in a mess. They didn't come to disturb you, which is very nice of you." Zhang Xiuhua had met the factory director. Even when her creditors came to her door, she was able to hold back and not tell those people. She really had nothing to say about Ergou.

Ergou also smiled with satisfaction. In the past, he would have said that it was all due to money, after all, he paid the factory director such a high salary. But now he would not take other people's kindness to him for granted, because even his good brothers would betray him, but the factory director could still protect him. His character was beyond doubt. He smiled sincerely, "Yes. This garment factory has been sold. If he is willing to work with me, I will take him away."

Zhang Xiuhua said nothing. When the two of them arrived at the factory gate, it was already crowded with people, all of whom came to collect debts.

When they saw Ergou coming back, they surrounded him like a savior, fearing that he would run away. Some even grabbed his arm. Ergou wanted to go into the factory to ask the factory manager about the situation, but he couldn't walk at all.

Zhang Xiuhua was originally standing side by side with Ergou, but because these people squeezed over, she was pushed aside and kept a considerable distance from the group.

The people outside were still yelling at Er Gou inside, "Can you pay me back? I still have a bunch of workers waiting to eat."

"Your factory has stopped operating. Now that you are here, pay us back!"

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Ergou could only patiently appease the creditors in front of him again and again. He finally pulled his arm back and found his clothes. He stood on the front stage and pressed down with both hands, signaling these emotional suppliers to calm down. "Since I am here, I will give everyone an explanation. The equipment in our factory is also worth one million. I will find someone to sell it now and share the money with everyone."

He signaled to the factory manager behind him to invite several clothing factory owners to come over to discuss the acquisition.

If he called the people over now, the price would definitely go down, but Ergou was already disheartened, and it didn't make any difference to him whether it was more or less. He just wanted to pay back the money and leave this sad place.

He asked the manager to invite these suppliers into the conference room and said, "I will pay you back as soon as I sell the factory. Don't worry, I still have two factories. I will definitely not fail to pay you back."

"What if you run away?" Some people did not dare to let their guard down, for fear that he would run away.

"My equipment is still in the factory, where can I go?" Ergou said with a polite smile, "You are also knowledgeable, you should know that my equipment is worth a lot of money. If you keep making trouble at the door, they will lower the price, and then they may owe you money. If you go into the meeting room, wait patiently. I will sell the factory and give you the money. We will both be well. If you are really worried, you can choose a representative to follow me everywhere, is that okay?"

Everyone looked at each other and thought he made sense. And they really had no other choice. In this day and age, the debtor was the grandfather and the creditor was the grandson. They could only hope that he would pay back the money quickly.

After entering the meeting room, everyone discussed who to elect as the representative.

Ergou went to the workshop to check the equipment and asked the workers to clean up the factory. "When I sell the factory, I will settle your wages. Then the factory will welcome a new owner. You can continue to work here."

With his calming down, the workers' originally restless hearts returned to peace.

It is actually not easy to find a job nowadays, especially since the salary here is better than that in other factories.

Zhang Xiuhua accompanied Ergou around the factory. The supplier also selected a representative, who was Lao Feng, the fabric merchant to whom Ergou owed the most debt.

Ergou waited for an hour and finally met Niu Hongyun, the owner of a clothing factory.

Niu Hongyun also makes high-end clothing, but he mainly sells to the mainland, while Ergou exports. The two are competitors in the same industry, but their customer groups are different, and they have not torn their faces apart. When they meet at exhibitions, they can congratulate each other on their wealth.

But what was surprising was that he also brought He Tingting and Ma Xuenong.

Ergou knew that He Tingting had switched jobs to the other factory, but he did not expect that Ma Xuenong would get involved with Niu Hongyun.

When Ergou saw Ma Xuenong, he wanted to rush over and beat him up. He had wrongly trusted this man, which led to the current situation. His fraud was clumsy and flawless, and calling the police was useless. Instead, he would be falsely accused by the other party and sent to prison. He suppressed his anger.

Niu Hongyun pointed at Ma Xuenong and smiled at Ergou, "He used to be the sales manager in your factory. I poached your favorite general, I hope Boss Li doesn't mind."

Ergou shook his head. "He colluded with the Indians to embezzle one million worth of goods from our factory. Boss Niu, do you know about this?"

Niu Hongyun showed a look of surprise on his face, but it was fleeting. "He did have one million worth of goods, which he sold to me. That's why he had the capital to invest in our clothing factory."

Ergou understood that Niu Hongyun not only poached Ma Xuenong, but also allowed him to invest in the company.

He couldn't hide the anger in his eyes. Just as he was about to lose his temper, someone patted him on the shoulder. He turned his head and saw that it was his godmother.

Zhang Xiuhua shook her head at him, patted his back, and gestured to Niu Hongyun to come in, "Come in! We are waiting for you to come."

In the past, Ergou would definitely be angry, and he might even grab the man and beat him up. But he has grown up now. He is no longer a young boy. He nodded politely to Ma Xuenong, and then stopped looking at Fang.

Niu Hongyun walked in front with a smile and entered the workshop.

Ergou has already withdrawn his gaze and introduced the factory equipment to Niu Hongyun. "I bought these equipment for 1.5 million. Now I will sell them to you for 1 million."

Niu Hongyun is a smiling tiger, always smiling, and it is impossible to tell what he really thinks.

Hearing Ergou asking for one million, he frowned, "Too expensive. It was worth one and a half million when you bought it. But you've been using it for a long time, it's second-hand, so you can't count it that way."

"I've only used it for less than two years, and I've given away so many foreign traders. These are businesses that you have to spend a lot of effort to get. You can make money if you buy them." If Ergou hadn't been broke, he wouldn't have sold this profitable hen. Instant noodles can make one million per year, but the net profit of a clothing factory is twice that of an instant noodle factory. Otherwise, where would he get so much money to invest in TV dramas and open an instant noodle factory?

Niu Hongyun laughed, "We do have a lot of garment factories in our country, but we are the only two factories that can produce high-quality garments. If you go bankrupt, your business partner will automatically become mine. How can you say it was a gift from you?!"

Ergou thought he was being too whimsical. "If I don't sell the factory to you, but to Lao Wang and Lao Li, you will have one more competitor. And you will also have competitors for your high-quality clothing in China."

Niu Hongyun laughed, "They are just selling cheap goods, how can they compare with me?"

"Who would complain about having too much money?" Ergou said indifferently, "I met Lao Wang a few days ago. He felt that the profit margins of street stalls were too thin, so he wanted to enter the high-end clothing market."

His words were half true and half false. Niu Hongyun looked at him without saying anything, as if he was trying to gauge the truth of his words. Ma Xuenong, who was silent beside him, whispered, "He has no money left in his account. He still owes suppliers more than 800,000 yuan, and owes workers two months' wages. These people have been blocking the door for many days. These are second-hand equipment, not worth a million. Lao Wang and Lao Li can't afford to buy a branch factory. They sell cheap goods, and the profit is too thin."

Niu Hongyun turned his head and showed him a relieved expression, and then said to Ergou, "This price is too expensive. Brother, I don't have much money. Please let me think about it carefully after I go back!"

After the people left, Lao Feng became a little anxious, "Why did you let them go?"

Ergou knew that he was in a hurry to use the money, so he patiently comforted him, "One million is not that easy. You have to let him think about it. There are several bosses coming to visit the factory, and there will always be someone who can't wait to make a move first. Don't worry."

How could Lao Feng not be anxious? His workers blocked his door, and his wife and mother couldn't even leave the house. If he couldn't get the money back today, his house might be robbed by the creditors.