Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 654: Bully the Newcomer

Xia Guilan actually felt distressed too, and she said, "These people, even if they came to our factory, I wouldn’t want them. They’re not much capable, but they look down on everything. They believe whatever others say, and sometimes they may not even believe it themselves, just joining in for the excitement.

Why do they dare to stand at the gates of our factory and shout and scream? Isn’t it just because they think they can bully us since we’re from out of town?"

Song Yunuan quickly corrected her, "Mom, we’re now registered residents of Beidu, we’re not considered outsiders anymore."

Xia Guilan waved her hand, "That may be the case, but in their eyes, we are still outsiders, and probably only your child’s generation will be accepted by them.

But I don’t care about this kind of discrimination. Whether it’s a big city or a small village, it’s actually the same everywhere.

These people are just bullies, especially that Fifth Aunt Zheng. As soon as she arrived, she started yelling at Deputy Factory Director Han, and the things she said were really nasty.

I was thinking, who knows what they will say after they leave, and besides, at that moment, I was so anxious I just came up with a solution on the spot, take it or leave it.

But I couldn’t let her quietly take advantage of these things. As for whether they end up dividing it among themselves or force Fifth Aunt Zheng to return the items to me, we’ll know once they leave."

Song Yunuan smiled and nodded appreciatively.

She gave a lot of praise for Xia Guilan’s actions.

Although the method was somewhat crude and naive, the fact that Xia Guilan could come up with such a plan was impressive enough.

Playing a little mind game with these people is no big deal.

The people in the conference room had it made clear.

The former party secretary had already testified that Zhilan Garment Factory had withdrawn.

That is to say, what Song Liang said was true, and he was genuinely not interested in the second factory.

Then, the other representatives also saw along the way that Zhilan Garment Factory was no worse than the second factory.

They heard it was even expanding.

In terms of scale and efficiency, that old and worn-out second factory really couldn’t compare.

Once it was clear, the old party secretary criticized them and apologized to Song Liang, and Song Liang accepted it.

He didn’t want to discuss anything further.

Now, he could handle dealing with the workers, and there was no problem communicating with the clients.

But he hadn’t had much interaction with these kinds of people.

Even though he was worldly, his experiences were relatively limited; carelessly misspeaking could make him a laughingstock.

His daughter told him that when you don’t know what to say to people, don’t force it, and don’t make things awkward. Staying silent is always safe.

So, Song Liang just smiled honestly.

But he didn’t express many of his own thoughts.

The old party secretary glanced at Song Liang, whom he had learned about before. Honestly, Zhilan taking over the factory would be the best option.

But now there was another hand reaching out, and that was the Qian family.

Though the Qian family wasn’t as powerful as before and had moved out of the government compound, Old Master Qian was good at networking.

He had friends and disciples all over.

Besides, it wasn’t like they fell on hard times; he was quite ruthless in his decisions.

He didn’t visit Qu Limei even once when she was on trial until her execution after divorcing her.

He also kicked out his eldest son born to his first wife from the Qian family.

Though it had an impact, it was not a downfall.

They couldn’t live a dignified life like before, but they were still better off than the average person.

Moreover, Old Master Qian surely left himself plenty of fallbacks, otherwise his granddaughter couldn’t study abroad and start a company overseas.

This time, the Qian family intended to take over the second factory.

Even with foreign capital being continuously introduced, Qian Anna taking over the second factory met the criteria.

But the authorities were somewhat cautious in their stance.

So they incited the workers to make trouble.

After all, the people of the second factory didn’t want the factory to be sold or outsourced.

So, what do we do now?

How about a collective investment?

Each person contributes some money to support the construction of the factory and to buy new equipment?

After this suggestion was put forward, not many people responded.

Life has been hard for everyone without wages for over a year.

And if we really went for collective investment, how would the factory be managed?

Would someone who contributed more money become the factory director or a manager?

Or what?

The discussion got stuck halfway through.

Once everyone had left, a commotion broke out at the front gate where a few dozen women had gathered.

As a result, the gold bangle and the gold rings were returned.

Actually, four or five of them had reached an agreement with Fifth Aunt Zheng on the spot to sell the items and then split the profits.

They were overwhelmed with excitement at that time.

Who would have thought that a casual outing could yield such a windfall?

However, two others overheard them, and once they started making a fuss, word spread fast.

Almost three hundred people were there, and by Song Yunuan’s estimation, probably more than a hundred knew about it.

The incident caused quite a stir, and even the old party secretary felt he had lost face.

But inside, he was also a bit upset.

Having money really does make a difference, being able to afford to give away gold bangles as bribes to get things done.

But that’s just the way it was.

What’s the use in complaining about others?

After all, they didn’t mean to harm anyone.

It was the former factory director and a few managers who really did the harm.

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It was obvious they were the ones who had spread the rumors, but now there was no evidence.

As the old party secretary, he couldn’t just speak out openly.

He shook his head helplessly.

The gold bangle and rings were returned to Xia Guilan.

Xia Guilan didn’t say much.

She just apologized to everyone in embarrassment, "I’m sorry, it was my fault. I was wrong, and I apologize to you all."

The old party secretary didn’t want to linger either.

He led the crowd away again.

They had arrived in two large factory buses and several trucks.

Watching the group leave, Song Yunuan thought to herself that a skinny camel is still larger than a horse; Factory No. 2 had vast premises, not just a factory but also many fixed assets.

That whole area was also included in the city’s planning.

The factory was going to be relocated sooner or later.

But exactly how it would be done, Song Yunuan didn’t know, though it seemed that a large number of commercial residential buildings were erected later on.

They were part of Beidu’s second batch of publicly sold commercial housing, each unit of about seventy square meters sold for about two hundred thousand at that time.

But after ten years, their value had increased by more than tenfold.

Only now, if Old Mr. Xia Bowen suggested that the Qian family was interested, then they probably really were.

She had checked Qian Anna’s background.

Turns out, the Qian family is much more cautious.

But what was speechless was that the company Qian Anna had established abroad was called Rose Investment Company.

It seemed that some things were destined to be.

This era is wonderful, as long as you have money, truly opportunities and money are everywhere.

As long as she abides by the law, it’s impossible not to make money.

As for spreading a rumor or two, let them spread it.

Nobody can muzzle her mouth.

And besides, we have no proof.

Those who look down on Zhilan, just as Xia Guilan said, Zhilan doesn’t need them either.

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Qian Anna sat in her car, gazing at Zhilan Garment Factory from a distance.

Having just come from West Mountain Villa District, was Qian Anna envious?

Envious indeed.

Especially since they had moved into Old Mr. Xie’s former house.

A rural woman, just by clinging onto a few powerful coattails, had come this far.

The people who despised her behind her back were plentiful.

As for Zhilan Garment Factory, she would let it end up just like Factory No. 2—destitute and burdened with massive debt.

When that time comes, let’s see if Song Yunuan still has the face to swagger around.