Great Power Army Reclamation

Fatty Tang panicked and came to the empty factory building of Warrior Garment Factory several times to cry without tears. He cursed the ruthless Ye Yuze countless times in his heart. He usually behaved like a buddy. Why didn't he tell him at the critical moment?

He already knew the cause of the matter, but what else could he do except curse a few times? The clothing factory stall was so big that it was like a bottomless pit for more than a thousand people to eat. It broke his heart.

At least Ye Yuze was here to help him take on most of the burden. As the director of the factory, he is not inactive. In order to be responsible for his own profits and losses, he has visited every market in the country.

But there are really many things that he can't change, no matter the style or fabric. Mainland clothing companies really have no way to compete with the mature clothing market in the south.

But now that Ye Yuze is gone, what should he do? What should a garment factory do? The gatekeeper looked at Director Tang, who was always smiling, and let him into the reception room.

Fatty Tang is a very nice person and brings some small gifts every time he comes. The men in the reception room would receive a box of cigarettes from him from time to time, so it was a bit unbearable to see him like this.

"Old Tang, Ye Yuze hasn't left." An old man couldn't help but reveal such information.

At the entrance of the Medical College Research Institute, Ye Yuze, a rare visitor, suddenly saw Fatty Tang squatting there. Cigarette butts were thrown all over the floor.

"What are you doing here?" Ye Yuze asked curiously as he looked at the fat man who hadn't seen him for more than half a month and seemed to have lost weight.

Fatty Tang suddenly looked up and saw Ye Yuze, and stood up immediately. She hugged him as if she was afraid that he would run away.

Ye Yuze threw him away: "Get out, labor and management don't like men!"

Fatty Tang burst into tears: "Ye Yuze, you can't just leave your brother alone!"

People passing by looked curiously at the two men performing erotic scenes here. Ye Yuze was a celebrity. From time to time, girls would peek here and whisper something to their companions.

Ye Yuze was so angry that he wanted to slap the boy, so he carried him into the research institute.

The atmosphere in the conference room was a little tense. Liu Jianguo made an impassioned speech and detailed everything Ye Yuze had done in the past few years. Including the ten pieces of steel rolling equipment that I bought with US dollars and sold them to the city in RMB at a fair price.

Everyone was silent. In fact, there were many things that everyone knew without saying anything. Finally, Liu Jianguo said: "I will report this matter to my superiors." Then he opened the door and walked out.

Liu Yafei's face was ashen and he left the conference room without saying a word.

Ye Yuze pushed Fatty Tang to the office chair and sat down: "Are you going crazy? What do you want to do?"

Fatty Tang looked aggrieved: "Ye Yuze, tell me, do I always treat you as a brother? Why do you treat me like this?"

"What the hell did I do to you? Don't act like a resentful woman?" Ye Yuze was filled with anger.

"Ye, what is a resentful woman?" A big head with blond hair squeezed in through the crack of the door and asked curiously.

Ye Yuze glanced at this curious baby from the United States feebly, and complained feebly: "Resentful wife."

The big head shrank back again, muttering to himself: "But he is obviously a man, and the Chinese language is really weird."

Ye Yuze walked around the research institute to see if nothing was wrong, then turned around and walked out. Here he was originally a soy sauce guy.

As a result, he turned around and Fatty Tang followed closely. Ye Yuze scolded angrily: "Didn't I tell you everything clearly? What else can you ask me to do?"

All the equipment was installed quickly, and Mao Doudou could not put it down as he looked at the imported machines with English logos, and his eyes were full of little stars.

"Mr. Mei, are you ready to give birth?" She turned around and looked at the plum blossoms with a satisfied expression on her face, and asked.

Plum Blossom waved her hand: "Start work!"

"Rumble!" In an instant, the noisy sound of machines filled the factory space.

In the end, more than a hundred workers came over from Tangcheng. There was nothing we could do about it. Most of the workers there were middle-aged women, and it was impossible for them to leave their families and careers and run thousands of miles away. So most of the people who came out were young people and some workers with older children.

But this is not a big deal. Recruiting workers here is too easy. Just post a notice and it will be full in no time.

Mei Hua was a little frustrated when she first came here. After all, she had to do it out of necessity. But he soon got excited again.

Because there were so many surprises for her here, such as all kinds of fabrics that she could not imagine, and there was nothing she could not buy.

Also, there are many manufacturers that process denim clothes here. She only needs to place the order. The processing speed of these manufacturers is so fast that she can't believe it.

This made her, who was still a little worried about foreign trade orders, quickly feel at ease. As for the internal renovation of the factory, she didn't have to worry about the individual construction teams at all, as long as she stated her requirements.

Not only was it completed quickly and well, but the manager also asked her about detailed requirements again and again, which often made Meihua feel like an amateur.

All this made Meihua feel something different. Completely incompatible with her first forty years. But she likes it.

Meihua is different from most of the women in the Corps. She went to the Corps directly from the army. So in terms of discipline, she is stronger than the average person.

In her life dictionary, the most prominent word should be "obey!"

But since starting a business with her son, she began to have many different things in her mind. It can also be that you have a lot of autonomy.

For example, regarding values, she used to think that having too much money was a sin. When she started making money, the numbers in her bankbook often kept her awake at night. After all, the education she received since childhood and so many years of military and regiment life told her that this was wrong.

But as time went by, she discovered that money is actually a good thing. While her own life is getting better, she can also help many people.

For example, most of the Tangcheng workers who followed her to Guangzhou were female workers who she had helped solve practical difficulties.

So now Meihua's motivation for making money is not how much money she wants to save, but how many people she can help.

For example, when she looked at the happy faces of these little girls from all over the world who spoke different dialects, she felt particularly satisfied.

Mao Doudou trotted around in various workshops, round and round. If someone could calculate the distance, this girl would have run the length of a marathon in half a day. The key is that she doesn't know she's tired yet!

Most of the workers are skilled workers, but the machines are a little different. But once you become familiar with it, it becomes much more efficient than the previous machines.

Meihua walked towards the office building with satisfaction. With this edamame, it seemed that she really didn't have to worry about production.