In the factory, several workers were smashing the textile machines with their axes.
They don't want to destroy it, but they want to smash the machine so that they can sell it for money.
Seeing this, Lin Chuan immediately shouted loudly: "Stop, these are factory machines, you can't do this!"
For Lin Chuan, a stranger, several workers seemed not to want to give him any face.
One of the workers even said viciously: "You should mind your own business. We are still workers in this factory. Now the boss is gone and our wages are not paid.
We just want to live and eat, if you dare to stop us, don’t blame us for being rude to you!"
Tao Ying's thin body suddenly burst out with a courage that surprised even Lin Chuan.
She came to a few workers and scolded in a cold voice: "Who said we don't have a boss? He is Lin Chuan from Mengying Textile Factory, and he is also our new boss now.
You are still workers in this factory, and you have used these equipments, how can you bear to take them?"
Several workers were stunned at first.
But instantly they became even more angry.
The worker holding the ax tightly said with despair in his eyes: "This factory was indeed sold by Xie Hongchen. How can the new boss use us?"
Several other workers shouted: "That's right, now that the workers have left, this textile factory is just an empty shell. What else can it be used for?"
"Whoever is the boss is like this. He doesn't care about the life and death of us workers. When our wives, children and parents are starving, who of you has ever cared about us?"
"Secretary Tao, it's best to leave us alone, otherwise we will be rude to you!"
Several workers were already in despair and completely lost their rationality.
He raised his ax to hit the machine again.
Even Lin Chuan was surprised that Tao Ying actually rushed directly in front of the workers, grabbed the workers' raised arms, and tried her best to prevent them from smashing the machine.
Everything is like lightning.
Before Lin Chuan could step forward, the worker viciously threw Tao Ying's thin body out.
Under the worker's angry and desperate outburst, Tao Ying's body was like a fallen leaf floating in the strong wind, and she hit the machine next to her.
Blood immediately flowed from her short hair.
When several workers saw the blood, they were so frightened that they turned around and ran out of the factory.
Lin Chuan had no intention of chasing them, and hurriedly helped up Tao Ying, who was lying on the ground and was in severe pain and dizziness.
In order to stop the bleeding, Lin Chuan took off his suit jacket and pressed it hard on her head.
"I'll take you to the hospital now. You put pressure on the wound with your hands!"
Tao Ying's body is now weak and her thoughts are empty.
In a daze, she felt that Lin Chuan's chest was extremely gentle, and that handsome face was deeply engraved in her heart.
But soon, her eyes became increasingly blurry, and she finally fainted.
In the hospital, after a series of first aid including blood transfusion, stitches, disinfection and bandaging.
Tao Ying, who was in a coma, felt a sharp pain in her scalp and suddenly opened her eyes.
At the first glance, she saw Lin Chuan's handsome face. At this moment, Tao Ying suddenly felt particularly warm and secure.
Lin Chuan smiled calmly and said: "You're awake, don't worry, it's been less than an hour since you fell into coma, and nothing has changed in the world.
Although the wound is very large, it has not caused any damage to your facial features on the top of your head. It’s just that your hair may take a long time!"
"ah?"
Tao Ying immediately reached out to touch her hair. For women, hair is the third life.
Lin Chuan was afraid that she would touch the wound, so he stretched out his hand to stop her, and then took out a mirror and let her see for herself.
Looking at the middle of her head, it felt like a big hole had been dug out. Tao Ying's heart hurt more than the wound.
Tears trickled down.
Lin Chuan comforted him with a smile: "It's okay. The doctor said that your hair will grow back in a month at most. But what I'm a little surprised about is that it was so dangerous at the time, why did you still rush up?"
Tao Ying, who was successfully diverted by Lin Chuan's question, said slowly: "This textile factory is my first job. At the beginning, I worked as an ordinary female worker in the factory.
Later, because my handwriting was beautiful, the management often asked me to write some documents and contracts. Later, Xie Hongchen asked me to be his secretary. I have a lot of affection for this textile factory.
It's just that many people don't know how to cherish it and take care of it. Since I'm still in the factory, I have to protect it. I didn't think much about it at the time, except that I didn't want them to destroy those machines!"
Lin Chuan really didn't know whether Tao Ying was innocent or stupid.
It's good to invest in your emotions, but you can't risk your life.
"You should take a good rest for the past two days, and then go back to work. I will appoint you as the general manager of the textile factory. How many workers can come back to work by then?"
"Ah? You want me to be the general manager?"
Tao Ying's big eyes widened even more at this tense moment.
"Yes, I think you love and understand the textile factory enough, so you are very suitable for this position. What I need now is to resume full production of the textile factory as soon as possible.
Now I have too many orders. This textile factory can relieve me a lot of pressure. Then the management of this factory will be left to you!"
Tao Ying nodded excitedly.
Even though the wound was painful, she didn't care.
So the next day, without the doctor's consent, he forcibly left the hospital, found a public phone, and started calling workers who had phones at home, asking them to report back to the factory immediately.
At the same time, in the conference room of Kaizhe Garment Factory.
Looking at the appalling sales data before his eyes, Wang Kaizhe's face was gloomy, as if there was a layer of frost on his face.
The top management of each department lowered their heads and said nothing.
In fact, they were all thinking about how they would shirk their fault once Wang Kaizhe got angry.
But Wang Kaizhe's cold and angry voice still broke the dead silence in the conference room.
"Can any of you tell me why this is so? The garment factory has been in operation for a month. Not only has it not made any money, but it has also lost 150,000 yuan.
I'll give you whatever you want. I've invested hundreds of thousands in advertising fees, but what have you given me? Don't pretend to be dumb, just speak to me.
If I don’t study and understand today, I won’t be able to pay you wages, and it’s absolutely impossible for me to spend money to support a bunch of losers!”
The office director looked around, and he could only speak first.