He had no choice but to wave to Xie Xiaorong and signal her to come. Xie Xiaorong lowered his head and moved over in a small step, not daring to look at him, which made Ye Yuze speechless. Could it be that I can still eat you?

"There are too many books, and I can't finish reading it for a while. Just tell me if there are any debts in the factory at present? Is there still a balance in the account?" This is what he is most concerned about at the moment.

"The factory has no debts, only the hardware factory still owes us 3,152 yuan of clothing. So far, there are 28.56 cents in the factory's account." Xie Xiaorong didn't look at the account book at all, and just said the numbers. This surprised Ye Yuze. This cashier is absolutely qualified!

"Twenty-eight, 50,000 cents," Ye Yuze couldn't help but repeat. A factory with 200 people, only this little money is really speechless.

"What should I do if I eat in the factory? Isn't this money enough for vegetables?" Ye Yuze asked his doubts. This factory has a canteen, but there is no money for vegetables. What can the canteen do?

Xie Xiaorong's face was a little flushed and said stutteringly: "I have stocked up some rice and noodles in the factory, enough to eat for half a month. Last month, the cabbage came down and a batch was stored in the factory, which was enough to eat for a few months."

After saying this, Xie Xiaorong's head lowered, as if it was her who caused this situation. Ye Yuze began to appreciate this girl. As the saying goes, "Being shameful and being brave." Only those who can be ashamed of such things will have the motivation to fight.

"Have the allocated wages in the city not yet reached?" Ye Yuze was also concerned about this matter, because no matter how beautiful he said, it would be useless to not have enough money. Although the money was not his, it was related to the stability of the factory.

Xie Xiaorong looked vigilant and raised his head, looking at Ye Yuze and said, "Sister Dong said that no one can move the money, and he will pay a lot of money to the workers!"

Ye Yuze nodded with satisfaction. The two people from the Finance Department were pretty good. It seemed that they could believe it. He instructed: "Then call Sister Dong back and pay the salary. By the way, give me a list of the workers in the factory."

He walked out of the Finance Department with the roster. Ye Yuze did not go to other departments, but went to the communication room. The communication room of that era was the doorman, and the old workers who were about to retire did this job.

There are no three shifts in the clothing factory. They work overtime when they are working, and if they don’t work, they are working in the Changbai shift. Because the communication room cannot leave people day and night, there are two people on duty.

Because the factory-wide conference was held today, two old masters on duty were there. The two old masters were tall and burly, named Niu Dali. It is said that they have kung fu. No one in the factory has been bothered by him for many years. The old man has a bit irritable and stubborn temper.

The short and fat man named Tian Erwa, who smiles all day long. He has a very good temper and has never blushed with anyone. He even doesn't retaliate when scolded by anyone, and no one can care about it.

Therefore, the two men also performed their own duties, Niu Dali, Changbaishi, and Tian Erwa kept working night shifts.

Ye Yuze entered the communication room and took out two big front doors from his bag. Although this cigarette was not considered a good cigarette in that era, he also took it. The two old men were stunned when they looked at him, wondering what medicine was sold in the new owner's gourd?

Ye Yuze said with a smile: "Hello, my grandfathers, the factory can't pay wages for two months. The mayor took me to contract the place and insisted on me. I wouldn't agree. After all, the contracting period is only one year, and the salary for my family's savings is enough. From now on, the two grandfathers can help keep the door in hand. Otherwise, I can't afford to lose things."

After all, the two masters are older and get older, and they feel soft when facing a child. Ye Yuze's pitiful look was put on, and the two old men's sympathy immediately flooded.

Niu Dali patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, as long as we are here, no one will take out a single grass."

Ye Yuze took out the roster, "Two grandpas, you can also keep this. You don't need to remember the people who come to get off work every day. You can write down who is late or leave early or absent from work. I will deduct their salary, and you will be given the bonus for the deducted salary!"

Just now, the two old men were still worried about the salary of only 30 yuan. In fact, the salary of the two men had reached 60 yuan. It was a bit unacceptable to lose half of this time.

However, they are all people who are about to retire and don’t want to cause trouble. They can only get a stable income after two years of hard work, so they are discussing and talking about it. Unexpectedly, they will give cigarettes and money directly, and this kind of favor must be continued. Besides, they really don’t like those who don’t work well.

Seeing the two old men agreeing, Ye Yuze watched people get their wages. He had just brought the cloth and transported it into the cutting workshop. It can only be made into pants here, and the subsequent processes have to be transported to his own factory for processing.

Seeing Niu Fenglan receiving his salary, Ye Yuze walked over: "Aunt Niu, I have shipped the fabric. You can arrange the production. You don't have to force anyone. If anyone does the work, you will be responsible for counting and accepting it. At that time, I will pay the piece-based salary according to the quantity."

Niu Fenglan was a little surprised. Although she was the workshop director, there was a production department and a planning department in the office. It was not her turn to arrange the production?

What was she about to say? Ye Yuze said with a sincere expression: "Aunt Niu, my mother and I believe you, don't refuse. Don't force anyone to work? You just need to count whoever does it."

After saying this, Ye Yuze turned around and left. When he returned to his factory, Sun Lanyu asked about the situation there, but Ye Yuze didn't say much. He knew that it was normal for a day or two.

When Niu Fenglan and the others came to work overtime in the evening, they looked a little ashamed: "Yuze, today we have released more than 100 finished products, and I and everyone are here."

There are 80 sewing machines in Ye Yuze factory, and an average of about a thousand pairs of jeans a day. The cutting and washing pants are divided into two cents and twenty people. The sewing workers are one piece at a time, and they belong to them completely. Originally, Ye Yuze had to give them a guarantee, but no one was willing to ask for it.

Because the guaranteed salary is given, the piece-based salary will be reduced. The workers are more skilled in their work, and the slow-working person will have almost ten items a day. The guaranteed salary will be reduced.

Ye Yuze smiled and said, "It's okay, Aunt Niu, you can do it tomorrow. Don't be unable to get along with the money, and don't care what others think. They are all with their families, and no one is well-off."
Chapter completed!