"Factory? What factory?" Lin Yi asked curiously.
Speaking of this matter, Wang Jie talked about it attentively.
"It's a garment factory. It's said to be an asset of a company a long time ago. Our Ning family also started from scratch back then. This garment factory was the first pot of gold that the Ning family made."
“Perhaps it is because of this special meaning that this factory is still operating as usual despite years of losses.”
"Many people in the company suggested that the factory be abolished or closed, but Ning Xin did not agree."
Wang Jie continued, “This time it seems that the migrant workers are making trouble because of unpaid wages.”
"Our Ning Group was just praised by the city half a month ago and was named one of the top ten companies."
"Who would have thought that something like this would happen just a few days later? This is simply a slap in our face."
"So President Ning couldn't wait to go and inspect it in person."
After listening to this, Lin Yi roughly understood it, but it was not easy for Ning Xin to handle this kind of thing alone.
You have to know that Ning Xin is facing thousands of workers, and they will not obey you just because you are a president.
They only listen to money.
But if it was just a simple matter of money, Ning Xin would not have gone there in person.
What's more, Ning Xin usually stays in his office and rarely goes out, unless he communicates in person with important clients.
Most of the tasks were handed over to subordinates.
It is absolutely not feasible to use one set of methods to deal with people from the lower class or people from the upper class.
Only people at the bottom know how to communicate with people at the bottom.
Lin Yi was not optimistic that Ning Xin could handle this matter.
But since she came to him on her own initiative, she obviously wanted his help.
In addition, Lin Yi was worried about her because she was a girl, so he decided to go and take a look.
Thinking of this, Lin Yi reluctantly turned off the computer, put his cigarette in his pocket, and strode out of the office.
Seeing Lin Yi's outfit, Wang Jie curled her lips, thinking that it was really unlucky to have such a boss.
As the top executives of Ning Group, they all look well-behaved, except Lin Yi, who is an oddball.
Qi Ba left the film and television company and drove to the so-called garment factory.
With positioning navigation, Lin Yi no longer worries about not being able to find the place.
We soon entered the provincial road and drove along while humming a leisurely tune.
Forty minutes later, Lin Yi left the provincial road and the road conditions around him gradually deteriorated.
According to Lin Yi's estimation, Ning Xin's snail-like driving speed, especially on this bumpy road, he definitely wouldn't dare drive too fast.
There is a great possibility that I can catch up...
Just as he thought of this, Lin Yi saw a red Bentley parked in front of a small supermarket.
Lin Yi curled up the corner of his mouth and revealed a smile.
Lin Yi looked around and saw a tall figure in the supermarket, carrying a branded bag and buying things.
It was Ning Xin.
Lin Yi shook his head and chuckled as he walked into the supermarket.
I only saw President Ning, who usually ate delicacies and lived a life of luxury.
He was holding a pack of instant noodles and an egg that cost 50 cents each, and was picking pickles...
“Wujiang pickled mustard tuber is delicious.”
"Really?" Ning Xin replied subconsciously. When he turned around, it was Lin Yi. Suddenly, in the midst of despair and powerlessness, he seemed to see a glimmer of hope.
It was the first time she realized that Lin Yi was quite handsome...