Reborn 1990 Fortune Little Hot Wife

Xia Yubing looked at the man and saw that it was a young man. When he saw Xia Yubing, he looked away in embarrassment, and said again: "Yubing, I believe in you."

"Thank you, Zhou Wenbing, trust me, your decision is not wrong." Xia Yubing smiled at him.

The young man scratched his head, and the people on the side scolded him for being stupid, "Although she was admitted to Kyoto University, she is still a student, a student who can only read, what can she do."

"Uncle Zhang, if you don't believe me, there is nothing you can do. Even if the factory lets you all evacuate, your deficit will not come back. You might as well believe me this time. Anyway, it's only a month. If I don't have it this month It’s not too late for you to come back when the money is raised, don’t you think?”

Xia Yubing looked at the middle-aged man who spoke, and smiled at him.

Seeing her looking at him and calling his name, the middle-aged man felt a little embarrassed, and said: "You are right, then I will trust you once and give you a month."

"Mom and Dad, go and move a table out, and I'll write them an IOU!"

As Xia Yubing said, he opened his backpack, took out a blank book from it, and said loudly: "Everyone line up, those who are willing to continue working with us, stand on my left, and those who want to quit their shares stand on my right. Just write IOUs to you!"

Seeing her coming for real, the crowd became agitated, and soon, everyone began to line up.

Xia Yubing looked at Li Hongxia, "Mom, hurry up and move the table, you want me to write standing up."

"Oh, good." Li Hongxia was slightly taken aback, and then entered the room.

Xia Yubing looked at Xia Jianjun again, "Dad, bring your account book, I have to settle the money for them."

"Yubing, you..."

Xia Jianjun wanted to say something more, but his lips moved, but nothing came out.

He had confronted these villagers for half an hour before, trying to tell them good things, but he couldn't let them leave, but when Xia Yubing came, they were willing to convince her.

Now she has said that even if he is a father, he can't tear her down.

Forget it, just sign it.

Thinking about it, he also turned around and went into the house to get the ledger.

The table and ledgers were all in place, and Xia Yujiang also helped maintain order by getting everyone to line up. Xia Yubing sat behind the table, looking at the unfamiliar and familiar faces, always smiling.

"Uncle Zhang, you invested five hundred yuan at the beginning, and your salary for three months is six hundred yuan. I will issue you an IOU of one thousand and one."

Xia Yubing flipped through the ledger, raised her head and said something to him.

"Hey, hey, that's right." Uncle Zhang nodded repeatedly.

Xia Yubing bowed her head to write the IOU for him, while opening another notebook, and recorded the people she had written the IOU for.

After writing the IOU, Xia Yubing was about to sign it when Xia Jianjun walked over, "Let me sign it."

"Dad, let me do it, everyone trusts me."

Xia Yubing said, signed his name on the IOU, and handed it to Uncle Zhang.

Her father looks tall and powerful, and he can do things normally, but when it comes to toughness, he is not as good as her mother Li Hongxia.

Just like in the previous life, her father couldn't bear the pressure and committed suicide in the end. It was her mother who supported the family with her thin body.

Almost most of the villagers chose to withdraw from the shares, and some women worked part-time in the garment factory, and only had wages. Xia Yubing also signed IOUs for them one by one, and recorded them in his notebook.

She did some calculations, and the money for the shares plus the wages came to a total of over [-].

The wages are low at this time, even if you go to the south to work, it is only three to four hundred yuan a month. There are few places in the countryside where you can get money, and the wages paid by the garment factory to the villagers are two hundred yuan a month.

The working hours of these people also vary, but the current situation is special, Xia Yubing can only promise them three months' wages, and if the garment factory really starts up in the future, the remaining wages will be paid back.

After closing the notebook, Xia Yubing looked at the other people.

"Zhou Wenbing, are you planning to continue investing?"

When Xia Yubing saw that the first person in the team was standing there was Zhou Wenbing, the smile on her face became more sincere.

"Yes."

Zhou Wenbing looked away a little greenly, and didn't dare to look at her squarely. He didn't know why, but when he saw Xia Yubing, he always felt a little red and hot.

"Everyone is willing to continue working with me, right?" Xia Yubing looked at the others again.

"It doesn't matter if you want it or not, we have invested a lot of money." Someone smiled wryly.

"That's right, as you said before, even if you sell the factory, you can't pay off everyone's debts, so why not fight with you and see what you, a student, can do!"

"No matter what the reason is, everyone is willing to believe in me. I am very happy. Don't worry everyone, I will definitely not let you down."

As Xia Yubing said, he stood up, "Come on, let's go to the factory and have a look!"

"Bingbing, you just came back, are you going out?"

Seeing that Xia Yubing's back was soaked, Li Hongxia said with some distress.

"I promised everyone for a month, time waits for no one, why don't you act quickly?"

Xia Yubing said, then walked to the garment factory.

Along the way, the heat was overwhelming, but Xia Yubing didn't seem to feel the heat at all, and his steps were firm and powerful.

In her previous life, her family was torn apart because of this garment factory.

Not only their family, but these villagers are also victims. In the 90s when supplies were poor, they also needed money.

Because the clothes could not be sold, the garment factory had already shut down and the factory gate was locked. Xia Yubing walked over and pushed the door, and an elderly man came out from the security room next to him.

"It's Bingbing, didn't you go to college?"

This man is Xia Yubing's cousin, his hair is already gray and his face is full of wrinkles, but in fact, he is only in his sixties this year, it's just because he suffered too much when he was young and he grows old quickly.

The factory needs a trustworthy person. Xia Yubing's father asked him to watch the gate here. He only gets a salary of [-] yuan a month, but even this salary has not been paid for a long time.

"Uncle, I will be the director of the factory from now on. I come back this time to help everyone and sell all these clothes. You open the door and I will go in and have a look."

Without hesitation, Xia Yubing verbally removed her father's position as factory director and placed it on herself.

"Are you the factory manager?" Uncle Xia couldn't believe it, "You are a girl, you can be the factory manager, what kind of business do you know?"

"Uncle, don't worry too much, just open the door, and I will pay your salary in the future."

Xia Yubing had a smile on her face. She had a ponytail on her head, was wearing an army green top, black trousers, and was dressed so plainly that it was even a bit rustic. But she stood there with her head held high and her confident smile on her face. No one can ignore her.

"Row."

Uncle Xia seemed to be infected by her self-confidence. Without saying a word, he took out the key and opened the door.