During this period, Ling's father went to the school and donated the first bursary in the name of Ling's Garment Factory to help students in the school who were from poor families but had excellent academic performance.
As the class monitor, Miao Maimai was very happy when she heard the news. She even asked Ling Xiaowei: "Ling Xiaowei, you know, a big boss has set up a scholarship fund in the school town. The first place can get 500 yuan a semester.
That’s a lot!” Miao Maimai was thinking in her mind, her family’s annual income had never been that much.
Every year, the rice and wheat are harvested and sold at the grain station. Seven to eight hundred kilograms of rice can only be sold for less than two hundred yuan.
She has four brothers and sisters in her family. She is the third child. The eldest and second sisters are all married and no longer care about the family. Thinking of this Miao Maimai makes her feel aggrieved and sad. She does not want to become like the eldest and second sisters and be sold.
Be someone else's wife.
"Ling Xiaowei, do you think I can get a scholarship? With money, I can continue to study." Miao Maimai said yearningly.
"Of course you can, Miao Maimai, come on, I believe you can do it." Ling Xiaowei encouraged, in fact, she did this not for you, Qi Lei. Unfortunately, Qi Lei went to Jinling, and I don't know if he will come back.
Otherwise, with Qi Lei's grades, it would be really easy to get this scholarship.
"I heard from the head teacher that this big boss owns a clothing factory called Ling's Garment Factory, Ling Xiaowei. This boss has the same surname as you. People named Ling are all good people." Miao Maimai was really happy, and by the way,
Praise Ling Xiaowei again.
Ling Xiaowei laughed, a little embarrassed, she didn't want to be discovered about her relationship with Ling's Garment Factory.
There were more courses in the second year of junior high school, and the intensity of study was much more intense than in the first year of junior high school. Ling Xiaowei spent more and more time studying and did not care much about things in the factory.
But every day after school, I would go back to the factory to take a look.
Lao Zhang from the town sent another twenty kilograms of duck down. I heard from him that he had collected all the ducks in the surrounding villages! Even Guangming Village had been collected.
No wonder there have been a lot of ducks and geese missing in the village recently. Those geese are very fierce and chase people from time to time. Ling Xiaowei was chased several times and was even pecked once.
Good harvest! Pluck all these bad geese and take them away.
The goods are coming in bit by bit, and the clothes are being made one by one, but the sales volume is really worrying!
Ling Guoqiang made several calls, but no one collected his down jackets.
Now the factory warehouse is full of down jackets, and rumors have begun to spread in the factory, saying that the factory has a large backlog of inventory that cannot be sold, and that Ling's Garment Factory is going bankrupt.
This rumor is becoming more and more true as the backlog of clothes grows.
Especially the workers in the factory, seeing the factory director frowning every day, everyone began to worry even more, worrying whether the Ling's Garment Factory would close down and whether they would lose their jobs.
No, at first an old worker found Zhang Cuifen and said, "Cuifen, we can't sell this down jacket, why are we still making it? We'd better stop doing it. If we continue like this, will the factory go bankrupt?"
"Tao Lan, what are you talking about? I can't come up with anything decent every time." Wang Juan was always at odds with Tao Lan.
"Wang Juan, I didn't say this. Everyone said it. Besides, I hope something happens to the factory! I was afraid of something happening, so I stood up and said this." Tao Lan said angrily.
"You just don't have good intentions. Just touch your conscience. If you work here, you will lose one day's salary!" Wang Juan's voice became louder.
"Hey, what are you doing so loudly? What did I say? There are so many down jackets in the warehouse that cannot be sold. Is this true? If the clothes cannot be sold, there is still money to pay us wages!" Tao Lan thought of this
I suddenly felt anxious about the matter. I pulled Zhang Cuifen and cried: "Cuifen, I really do it for the factory! Go talk to the factory director and stop making down jackets."
Zhang Cuifen was almost furious. This Tao Lan was such a busybody, and before she even got into trouble, she started to badmouth her.
"Tao Lan, this is the decision of the factory director. If you say you won't do it, you won't do it. You are here to work. You can do whatever you are told. The factory will not miss you a penny."
Zhang Cuifen gave Tao Lan a violent blow.
Tao Lan immediately fell silent, but she still felt dissatisfied. This month was a lot for her, but what about next month? If the factory closed down, where would she find such a good and well-paying job in the future?
No! She couldn't let this factory close down.
Zhang Cuifen drove all the workers who were watching the excitement back to the workshop.
Then she went to Ling Guoqiang and told her about it.
"Guoqiang, let's not make these clothes. This warehouse is almost full! People's hearts in this factory have begun to waver." Zhang Cuifen said worriedly.
"It's okay, keep doing it, Xiaowei said, the time is not up yet! When the time is up, the clothes will be sold naturally." Ling Guoqiang had talked to Xiaowei about this matter before, but Xiaowei was very insistent and even talked to him
After getting to the bottom of it, she wanted to see everyone's reaction through this incident.
After hearing this, Ling Guoqiang was puzzled for a long time, not understanding what his daughter meant. After asking again, he realized that Xiaowei wanted to play a long game to catch a big fish. Thinking of Xiaowei's deep and dark eyes, Ling Guoqiang felt that
I have become this father for nothing, my brain is not as good as Xiaowei's, and I always feel that Xiaowei seems to be setting up a big trap.
Ling Guoqiang was very curious, but Xiaowei said that the time had not come yet, and she would tell him when the right opportunity came. She also told him to act well, keep an eye on everyone in the factory, and not let him tell him.
Zhang Cuifen.
He vaguely understood something, so when Zhang Cuifen came to speak, he refrained from telling the truth to Zhang Cuifen.
Seeing Ling Guoqiang's insistence, Zhang Cuifen had no choice but to sigh and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll go to the workshop and keep an eye on them."
The more it is at this time, the more chaos there will be in the factory. Zhang Cuifen is worried! She has to watch carefully to prevent anything from happening.
Time passes day by day, it is almost the end of November, and the weather is still bright and sunny every day. During the day, I stop at the factory gate and bask in the sun. Not to mention how comfortable I feel. In a few days, my salary will be paid at the end of the month.
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Some people in the factory have become passive and slack in work. News about the difficulties encountered in the factory is spreading more and more in the factory, and these news have spread outside.
Many people in the village had heard that Zhang Cuifen would be pointed at by others when she walked on the road, and some people began to say mean things about her behind her back.
I remember how prosperous the factory was when it first opened, but now it’s almost gone! There’s no shortage of people in this world who can laugh at others.