Rebirth has space, and the new love sends the bad husband to prison

Chen Song returned to the factory and walked around the factory director's office. He saw a little girl sitting in the factory director's chair. He looked the little girl up and down, wondering, is this the spoiled daughter of some leader? The little girl was not shy and stared at him straight, and the two of them stared at each other. Chen Song touched his nose and thought that it was more important to find the factory director, so he turned around and planned to retreat. Just as he was about to step out of the door, the little girl's crisp voice rang out behind him: "Are you the production director Chen Song?"

Chen Song paused, looking at the little girl with a puzzled look on his face, wondering in his heart, whose child is this, so disrespectful. "Ah! I am, whose girl are you?"

"I'm the new factory manager, Liang Sumei." Liang Sumei answered directly.

"Ah?" Chen Song couldn't believe his ears and curled his lips. "Come on, stop messing around in the director's office and get out now!"

"You and your wife are really alike." Liang Sumei teased.

Chen Song was even more confused after hearing this. This girl spoke calmly, maturely and steadily, and really had the demeanor of a leader. He couldn't help but ask, "Are you really the factory director?"

"Yes, it's true. I used to be the production director of a soy products factory. So we are in the same line of work," Liang Sumei said with a smile.

Chen Song finally reacted and quickly stretched out his hands to shake hands enthusiastically, "Hello, Director, hello, Director, I just didn't recognize you!"

The two exchanged a few pleasantries. Liang Sumei asked, "Director Chen, the current situation of our production line is no different from a shutdown. You have to take the main responsibility for this."

Chen Song felt wronged when he saw the new factory director coming and accusing him of something. He quickly explained, "Director, you may not understand the situation as you just arrived. The machines in our factory are older than my grandfather! People outside don't even like the things we produce. Only a few old customers who have a good relationship with us will wholesale a small amount of money for the former factory director's sake. Now that the former factory director has been arrested, these old customers no longer place orders."

Liang Sumei listened to Chen Song's explanation patiently, and she also began to wonder in her heart: "This is indeed a big problem, but it is not a big deal if the workers don't go to work and the factory is shut down all the time!"

"Director, in my opinion, we might as well stop production under the current circumstances!" Chen Song said with a pursed mouth.

"Huh? What does this mean?" Liang Sumei asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"Director, I'll take you to the warehouse and you'll understand." Chen Song said as he gestured to lead the way.

Liang Sumei followed Chen Song to the warehouse, only to see that the warehouse was filled with cloth. Liang Sumei opened a package and touched the cloth inside. It felt much rougher than the cloth currently on the market.

"Director, you see, if we continue production, this warehouse will be full!" Chen Song said helplessly.

Liang Sumei was silent for a moment, frowning and thinking about something.

"Why didn't you consider changing the machine before?" Liang Sumei asked.

"Replace the machines? Where can we get that money? In the current situation, we are already blessed if we can barely maintain the status quo and not delay salary arrears. Many workers are hoping that the factory will go bankrupt so that they can get some compensation!" Chen Song smiled bitterly.

Liang Sumei felt mixed emotions and exhaled heavily, thinking to herself, "What kind of crappy job did the county magistrate assign to me? This factory is almost unable to operate, so why not just close it down? Why do they want me to be the factory director and turn things around? But I've already said this, so I can only grit my teeth and continue to work."

"Director Chen, let's pause the assembly line for a while, call all the workers back, and have a meeting." Liang Sumei said.

"Okay!" Chen Song responded quickly, and then called his son Chen Quan and the workers on the assembly line to go and call the absent workers back to the factory. The workers who were playing chess and cards were very reluctant to go back to the factory. However, some people were more obedient and came back as soon as they were called. In the end, most of the workers returned to the factory.

"Zhao Rui, is it okay not to go back to the factory?" Zhao Rui was leisurely blowing smoke rings at the card table, staring at the cards, thinking about what card to play next. Hearing the question from his poker partner, he snorted nonchalantly: "Humph, I have a stable job, whether I go back or not, he has to keep a position for me. 2!" After that, he threw the cards handsomely with a "pop", and the posture was so cool.

Liang Sumei is quite satisfied that most workers can return to the factory.

She picked up the microphone, blew it gently, and said with a smile: "Hello everyone, I am the new factory manager Liang Sumei."

"Oh, a new official is so busy when he takes office. Are you trying to show off your power?"

"I'm really impressed. I'm playing chess right now, and you asked me to come back just to hear her introduce herself?"

"Alas, given the situation in our factory, it's useless no matter who becomes the factory director. Her name is Liang Sumei, which means 'speed is gone', right?"

The workers were talking to each other, their voices rising one after another.

"Everyone, be quiet for a moment and listen carefully to what the factory manager has to say." Chen Song clapped his hands vigorously, his voice penetrating. Hey, you know what, Chen Song's voice was really effective, and the noisy employees in the audience suddenly quieted down.

"I have already understood the current situation of our factory. The most difficult problem right now is how to clear out the backlog of goods in the warehouse." Liang Sumei said with a frown.

"Tsk, I, the sales director, have already thought about this, do I need you to tell me?" Zheng Yi muttered in a low voice. Although his voice was not loud, Liang Sumei beside him heard it clearly. Liang Sumei changed the subject and asked, "Director Zheng, the sales department is responsible for the sales of the products. Can you tell us why these products are not selling well?"

Zheng Yi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. Was this new factory director going to make things difficult for him? Humph, if the products can't be sold, it's the problem of the machines. What does it have to do with his business? He picked up the microphone and said slowly, "The machines and equipment in our factory are all outdated. The market doesn't buy the products we produce. Even if our business department talks us to death, people still don't want them. Factory director, since you were recommended by County Magistrate Ji, then you can talk to County Magistrate Ji and ask him to apply for some new machines for our factory."

"Are the goods in the warehouse just going to be piled up like this?" Liang Sumei asked.

"We don't want to hold it back, so I'll arrange for someone to go out and ask the buyers for help." Zheng Yi said casually.

Liang Sumei smiled helplessly and said, "Dear colleagues, let's use our brains to think of a good way to clear out all the goods in the warehouse. Whoever's method works, it means that he has the ability. I will make the decision and let this person be the deputy director of the business department."

Zheng Yi muttered to himself, Liang Sumei not only wants to make things difficult for him, but also wants to take advantage of the opportunity to undermine his power. This is simply a foolish dream! He has been the director of the business department for so many years, and his understanding of the market is the most authoritative in the factory. If he can't think of a solution, who else can? Haha, he is just waiting to see Liang Sumei make a fool of herself in front of everyone.

Liang Sumei looked at the audience, all of them were silent, as if they were all thinking hard, but they still couldn't figure it out. Seeing this, Zheng Yi couldn't help but feel proud of himself, and a trace of contempt flashed across his eyes: This new factory director is not a fool, he still wants to rely on these stupid brains, if these brains were useful, the factory would have been prosperous long ago.

"Anyone who can come up with a solution, regardless of whether it works or not, will be rewarded with five dollars!" Liang Sumei began to use money to motivate everyone again.

At this time, someone in the audience shouted: "We can lower the price!"

"Yes, that's what I thought too! Just have a big sale at the fair, and we will definitely be able to sell them!" another person echoed.

"I...that's what I thought too!" Several other people echoed.

Liang Sumei's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands repeatedly, "Great! Great! Accountant Li, quickly write down the names of these colleagues and give them the bonuses after the meeting."

"Okay, Director!" Director Li pointed at people and wrote their names in a small notebook.

When those people who said they wanted to lower the price heard that they would get a bonus after the meeting, they were so excited. The others were not willing to be left behind, and the motors in their heads were whirring.

"Do you have any other good ideas?" Liang Sumei asked.