Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

Although it wasn't explicitly stated, everyone began to regard Jin Yuanyuan as the acting chairperson of Jin Yaya Textile Co., Ltd. After all, she was the only daughter of the company's chairperson and the one destined to inherit the family business.

"You can take care of things for a couple more days. The doctor here said I need to rest for another two days because there's a blood clot in my brain... It's a small blood clot, nothing serious... Hey, don't come yet, finish the orders first..." Zhu Hongying instructed Jin Yuanyuan. "Cao Xiaoyu is supposed to go on a business trip to meet clients in a few days, we can't keep him waiting. It's the end of the year, he needs to travel around. His mother isn't feeling well either, let her rest for a couple more days. Your aunt and uncle are flying tomorrow, don't tell them about my little blood clot. Your third aunt is here with me, but she has to go cook for her mother-in-law, she can't go back. Don't count on your uncle, he's busier than any of us... Yuanyuan, you're free anyway, help your mother out."

Now that things have come to this point, what can Jin Yuanyuan do?

She worked as a factory worker in the workshop at night and studied documents in the office during the day, trying to familiarize herself with everything as quickly as possible. The sock-knitting machines never stopped, roaring 24 hours a day. Under the tutelage of workshop supervisor Lin Zhiqiang, Jin Yuanyuan even learned how to apply machine oil and change stitches. She was quite proud of herself. She initially wanted to post it on social media to show off, but felt the workshop and the sock-knitting machines weren't up to par, so she held back.

Lin Zhiqiang had been working at Jin Yaya for eight years. He was hardworking, skilled, and a great help to Zhu Hongying. So when Jin Yuanyuan came to temporarily take over, he immediately started showing her around the place.

However, five days later, when the shipment was 80% complete, Lin Zhiqiang suddenly took a day off, saying his child was sick. As a result, Jin Yuanyuan had to stay in the hosiery workshop for another day and night, and she was on the verge of a breakdown.

The next day, when Lin Zhiqiang came to work, he found Jin Yuanyuan and asked hesitantly, "Yuanyuan, I know it's not appropriate to say this now, but my situation is a bit special right now."

"Please go ahead and say it," Jin Yuanyuan quickly and politely replied.

"Well, my wife is pregnant with our third child... I already have two kids, and now we're expecting our third, so things are a bit tight." Lin Zhiqiang forced a smile. "I just wanted to ask if I could get a raise at the end of the year... I've worked at Jin Yaya for a long time, and I've only gotten one raise. I know big companies usually give raises at the end of the year..."

"Oh, oh, oh, I understand, I understand." How could Jin Yuanyuan not understand? "Let me think about it, and let me calculate it."

"Yuanyuan, if my wife hadn't been pregnant with our third child, I wouldn't have made this request..." Lin Zhiqiang's face was a little red, and he looked quite embarrassed. "I still have a mortgage and a car loan to pay, and life is really tough for me."

"Oh, oh, oh, it's going up, it's going up." Jin Yuanyuan couldn't stand seeing someone begging her; her empathy was too strong. "I'll have someone arrange things for you later. Just focus on your work; things will get better."

"Thank you, Yuanyuan, thank you so much." Lin Zhiqiang bowed to Jin Yuanyuan, making her feel very embarrassed.

However, the embarrassing thing happened next.

By the afternoon, news of Lin Zhiqiang's 20% raise had spread throughout Jin Yaya, and several people came to Jin Yuanyuan to ask her about the raise.

Jin Yuanyuan initially said it was because Lin Zhiqiang had a third child, but then those people started saying they had children of their own, sick family members, and couldn't pay their mortgages... Suddenly things got chaotic.

"Raise! I'll give you all a raise!" Jin Yuanyuan was also a little annoyed, looking at the people who had gathered around her in the lounge. "We'll take on another big order at the end of the year, and everyone will get a 20% raise."

After packing everything at the courier station and loading it onto the car, Jin Yuanyuan sat down by the roadside without any regard for her image, rubbing her arms and calves and sighing, realizing that this was much more tiring than doing any promotional activities.

The workshop will be able to resume normal production today, and everyone can leave work on time. Jin Yuanyuan is thinking that she must go back to her small apartment in Hangzhou tonight to get some clean clothes and relax for a while. Otherwise, the constant roar of the sock-knitting machines is driving her crazy.

the phone is ringing.

It was Zhu Hongying who called.

"Jin Yuanyuan! Get over here right now!" Sure enough, Zhu Hongying's loud shout startled Jin Yuanyuan so much that she almost dropped her phone.

The atmosphere in Zhu Hongying's hospital room was somewhat tense.

"You just raise prices whenever you want? Do you know what that means? Do you even understand?" Zhu Hongying's voice was extremely shrill. She was sitting on the bed with an IV drip in her arm.

"What's wrong with a raise? It's only fair that it should be a little higher at the end of the year!" Jin Yuanyuan frowned, her voice not loud, because seeing her mother's current state, she couldn't get angry and had to hold back.

"Why the price increase? What gives you the right to raise it? Are there any new orders? Have all the goods been sold? How much inventory do you have left? How much bad debt is on the books? Have you been looking at them these past few days? Do you even know how to run a business? I only put you on as an agent for a few days, and you've caused this mess? Do you even want Jin Yaya to survive?"

If she hadn't been receiving an IV drip, Zhu Hongying would likely have stood in front of Jin Yuanyuan and yelled at her even louder.

"I..." In front of her mother, the child always feels inferior. Jin Yuanyuan wanted to say something, but the words stuck in her throat, and she felt that whatever she said would be wrong.

"You should have seen this year's income and expenditure situation. Forget about raising wages, even paying wages is difficult. You're promising everyone a raise now, but what if you can't raise them next year? Recruiting next year will likely be even more difficult. How are we going to survive? Do you think it's something special that you can finish a shipment by working overtime for ten days?"

"This year has indeed been more difficult, but if we don't offer a raise to appease them, the turnover rate will likely be even higher. That's how it is in our American company; we give everyone a raise at the end of each year..."

"What do you know? If you don't increase your salary, you won't be able to retain your staff either."

"It's impossible for it not to go up; it's bound to go up!"

"Then show me a raise! You know Jin Yaya hasn't had a raise in years..."

"Isn't that perfect? ​​It should go up!"

As the mother and daughter talked, their voices grew louder and louder, and their emotions got the better of them; there was no way to stop them.

The third aunt, standing nearby, also shouted anxiously, "Shut up, everyone! What's all the commotion about! Yuanyuan, can't you see your mother is still on an IV drip? Second sister, you should also keep quiet! Don't get agitated!"

"It wasn't me who wanted to argue, it was her who argued with me." Jin Yuanyuan felt very wronged and wanted to cry.

"Jin Yuanyuan, you've been an employee for too long. Don't try to talk to me with your foreign theories. Besides, that's employee thinking. Put yourself in her shoes. You're the boss now. You need to consider the company's future development, not just this immediate 20%! Remember, you're the boss! Not an employee! Not an employee getting paid!"

"How can you retain staff if you don't consider things from their perspective?"

"Fine, then take a look at the company's accounts. Tell me, what did you use to raise everyone's pay? Selling the factory?" As she spoke, Zhu Hongying pulled a large folder from the bedside table and threw it on the floor. "Pick it up! This is the foundation of our family."

Jin Yuanyuan was so angry that her hands were trembling. If this person hadn't been her own mother, she would have slammed the door and stormed out long ago.

Auntie San sighed and picked up the account book. She didn't know how else she could mediate the fight.

"Yuanyuan, your mother and I have been looking at the accounts these past few days, and it's true that we're spending more than we earn. It's really tough right now... Originally, we could still have around 20 million yuan at the end of each year, but now we only have a little over 1 million yuan, which isn't even enough to pay salaries and rent."

"Can you earn it? Do you have the ability?" Zhu Hongying shouted again.

At that moment, Jin Yuanyuan suddenly felt that her mother looked exactly like she had when she went to her father's workplace to make a scene about divorce years ago. The same hoarse voice, the same roar. What did she want to do? Why couldn't she lower her voice and have a proper talk?

"You think you're so great? Studying abroad is so impressive? Wasn't it all paid for by your dad? And now? You're a director at a big company, right? Didn't they fire you the first one they fired? What makes you so great? What right do you have to ask for a raise? You haven't accomplished anything!"

Each sentence came crashing down like a barrage of cannonballs.

Jin Yuanyuan felt suffocated.

"I was fired by the company, but it was a decision made by head office, a decision based on my position, and a decision based on the environment. I really couldn't do anything about it. But I'll find a job soon, and soon I'll be a director at a major international company again!"

"Heh, you'll still get fired! Because you'll always be an employee! You'll never be the boss, and you'll never know what a boss is!"

"So what do you want from me? Tell me!" Jin Yuanyuan took a deep breath, trying to control her tone. "From childhood to adulthood, you've constantly demanded this and that from me. And now? What do you want me to do?"

"I don't object to you raising their salaries. But the condition is that you have to earn 30 million for Jin Yaya! One year!"

"good!"

"Signature and fingerprints, thirty million!"

"Okay!" Jin Yuanyuan, holding her breath, flipped to a page in the folder and quickly wrote: "Earn 30 million for Jin Yaya within one year from today! Otherwise, I will leave with nothing and have nothing to do with Jin Yaya again!"

Without a stamp, he simply smeared lipstick on his injured index finger, whose fingerprints were illegible, and pressed it onto the page.

Because only she has such scar-like fingerprints!