Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 669 What Are You Busy With?

Sun Jinrong, who loved to shirk work, didn’t feign illness or go to the hospital for a fake sick leave certificate, mainly because she was unfamiliar with the hospitals here and didn’t dare to broach the subject.

After all, this is Beidu.

She didn’t dare to knit sweaters either; even though she had money, knitting was purely to send warmth to her son. Now that she was the factory director, knitting in the office would degrade her status.

So what was Sun Jinrong doing?

In fact, she wasn’t doing much, just coming in late and leaving early, speaking bureaucratically during meetings without really hitting the nail on the head.

Whenever people below her asked for her opinion, especially when Vice Factory Director Ye came to report on work, Sun Jinrong simply delegated it all to him.

She thought to herself that since she had delegated authority, if something really went wrong, it couldn’t be traced back to her. It was all Vice Factory Director Ye’s responsibility, and the responsibility she bore was only minor.

Vice Factory Director Ye knew the reasons behind it; he was part of the Ye family, and Song Yunuan relied on him as a confidant.

A week went by like that, with Song Yunuan not showing up, not even the old lady who always eyed her greedily.

Not to mention Song Liang and Xia Guilan.

Those two couldn’t just come over; if they did, Sun Jinrong’s face, although smiling, clearly showed displeasure.

She didn’t show any discontent out of fear of offending Song Yunuan and the old lady.

But actually, Song Liang and his wife were aware of what was really going on.

It was sufficient to attend the opening ceremony.

Therefore, Sun Jinrong felt very comfortable. She even had a secretary who ran errands for her every day, buying things... She made thorough use of him.

One day, Vice Factory Director Ye went on a business trip.

There was a problem with the procurement of raw materials, and he had to go in person to check it out.

Sun Jinrong didn’t take it to heart.

She kept on doing whatever she was supposed to do.

She even felt a sigh of relief.

It was as if she was the only manager here, and everyone else was just a minion.

The factory was supposed to be new, or rather, not entirely new; it was previously a match factory, and ever since lighters became prevalent, the demand for matches by the common people had drastically reduced.

Now match factories still existed, but they had merged into one large factory.

This place was bought by Song Liang, who then established this jewelry factory.

After all, the demand for Zhilan clothing was increasing day by day.

Moreover, they didn’t only produce buttons, they also manufactured various kinds of accessories, particularly with the introduction of artificial diamonds, they began mass production of hair clips, hairpins, brooches, tie clips, etc.

By now, the factory had entered normal operation, the first batch of goods had long been shipped to the main and branch factories, and even the down-jacket factory in Nanshan City had received the first batch of zippers, buttons, and other accessories produced.

All of these were handled by the competent Vice Factory Director Ye; Sun Jinrong was merely informed.

Now that Vice Factory Director Ye was away on business, everything needed to be arranged by Sun Jinrong.

Someone came to ask Sun Jinrong to personally supervise the quality control, as this was the second batch of products leaving the factory, with a total value of fifty million Yuan, destined for Xiangjiang, including a majority of imitation diamonds.

Sun Jinrong, impatiently, visited the workshop, where she arrogantly made a round, greeted warmly by the team leaders and workers alike.

Sun Jinrong was not unfamiliar with this feeling.

But that was in Nanshan City.

Now in Beidu, the feeling that came from the heart was different.

Sun Jinrong’s lips wore a reserved smile as she nodded to them.

Then, the workshop director reported to her that they had run out of the glue for sticking shiny diamonds and that she was needed in the office as several merchants were waiting for her.

Sun Jinrong followed the workshop director to the meeting room.

There were five suppliers there.

When Sun Jinrong entered, each person’s face was brimming with an eager, even ingratiating smile.

The 90s had arrived, and doing business wasn’t as easy as it was in the 80s.

Because at that time, competition was indeed very fierce.

Plus, no matter what product, there’s money to be made if it sells, but it’s stuck in your hands if it doesn’t.

The more products sold, the better, of course.

Sun Jinrong frowned but promptly asked the few people to sit down.

Then she told them she couldn’t decide right now but needed it urgently and asked them to bring her a report that afternoon.

One of the men was Old Meng; along with the report, he brought a jewelry box.

Inside was a full set of gold jewelry.

Sun Jinrong checked the prices from his factory and found them very cheap. The workshop manager in charge didn’t even know Sun Jinlong had directly approved the purchase.

The manager also didn’t think too much about it.

It didn’t matter whose product it was, as long as it was usable.

Otherwise, missing a delivery deadline would mean paying a penalty for breach of contract.

After finishing this matter, Sun Jinrong smiled, feeling that running a factory was no big deal.

She inevitably thought back to her first three days, when her domineering mother-in-law grabbed her and made her follow Xia Guilan and Lian Xiang for three days.

Those three days were indeed very tough, bustling about.

It’s not like there were no breaks, but rest was rare.

It’s nothing like her now, lounging on the sofa in the break room and watching TV dramas.

It seems that some people are just destined to lead a life of toil.

Sun Jinrong ate sunflower seeds while watching TV dramas, glancing at the time. Soon it would be time to get off work. She wasn’t going home for lunch, having asked her secretary to order lunch, and after eating she could rest in the break room.

The break room was quite large.

There were areas for washing up, sleeping, and watching TV.

After lunch, Sun Jinrong lay on the sofa, checked the time, and thought she could watch TV dramas for a while before taking a nap.

But then her phone rang.

It was a call from Song Yunuan.

Sun Jinrong frowned but still picked up quickly.

On the other end, Song Yunuan asked, "Auntie Jinrong, where’s Sun Jinlong right now?"

Sun Jinrong replied, "Little Nuan, I’m at the office. What’s up? Do you need something?" freewēbnoveℓ.com

Song Yunuan: "Auntie, I just wanted to ask if you know which factory supplied the adhesive for this purchase? Who handled it?"

Sun Jinrong’s heart skipped a beat.

She certainly knew which factory it was; that factory’s manager even secretly gave her a set of gold jewelry.

Could something have gone wrong?

That shouldn’t be the case, as the jewelry sent to Xiangjiang seemed to have already been shipped out.

She hadn’t inquired about the specifics yet, having been informed briefly by her secretary while she was watching TV dramas, and she hadn’t really paid much attention at the time.

Song Yunuan then asked, "Auntie, is the shipment still in transit, or has it arrived in Xiangjiang? Please tell me the details."

Sun Jinrong really wanted to respond with, "Why should I report my work to you?"

But then she considered how Song Yunuan, now a director of the group and a major shareholder, had the highest authority in speaking.

Sun Jinrong quickly said with a laugh, "Oh Little Nuan, I’ve been a bit busy these days. So I haven’t had the chance to ask."

"Auntie, then can you tell me what you’ve been busy with these past few days?"

Sun Jinrong: ...

What had she been busy with?

She really hadn’t been busy at all recently. She hadn’t even hosted the Monday meeting.

Mostly because on that day, she went shopping for bags at the foreign trade building.