Chapter 151 It is already merciful of me not to hit you

Disgrace! Wu Ya, you son of a bitch! Today I have suffered the greatest humiliation of my life! You must compensate me, you have to compensate me!

The moment they met, Huang Silu's endless roaring washed over Wu Ya like towering waves and a collapsing sky. As he jumped up and down incessantly, it was as if he had just survived a living hell. In this purgatory, he had been pinned to the ground and brutally ravaged by countless people!

The pain on his face and that heart-rending expression had reached the verge of utter despair and breakdown!

Yet.

Fatty Huang, what is wrong with you? Could it be that because you were running errands for me, on your way back you were...

Looking at him, Wu Ya not only showed no trace of sympathy, but his eyes were instead filled with teasing and suppressed laughter. The words coming out of his mouth carried an obvious alternate meaning!

Shut your trap! Nothing good ever comes out of a dog's mouth! My face was utterly slapped by your future parents-in-law! What the hell? Ah! What the hell! Changing faces faster than flipping a book! How can people be so snobbish to this extent? Poor Liu Qian, such a sensible and well-educated girl, how could she have such parents?

Huang Silu glared with his eyes wide open, cutting Wu Ya off from continuing. Following another bout of venting, the fire in his heart finally subsided just a bit.

Tell me, how do you plan to soothe my severely wounded soul?

In his opinion, whether it was putting in effort or suffering trauma, it was all endured on Wu Ya's behalf. No matter what, shouldn't Wu Ya show some gratitude?

But little did he expect.

Soothe? That is what women do! Go find Qiao Ya!

Wu Ya actually rubbed the back of his head, turned around, and walked towards his house! As if Huang Silu suffering grievances had nothing to do with him at all!

Wu Ya, you bastard! Is there any justice left in this world?

Watching Wu Ya's retreating figure, Huang Silu roared once more, crying out to the heavens. Unfortunately, Wu Ya's shadow was already gone.

The next day, early morning.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

Rumble, rumble, rumble~

The Cansi Textile Factory remained as bustling and full of production fervor as it had been these past few days. Stacks of inspected finished products were neatly piled up in the warehouse, growing larger and larger!

With the tuning of machinery and equipment, production had reached its optimal state, and output had achieved a qualitative leap forward!

Three thousand pieces per shift. The daily output reached over nine thousand!

However, this speed also began to cause Wu Ya anxiety.

Ever since Sister Chai withdrew from the market, I've cut off my only channel! Yet her wholesale operations will still take a few days to launch! How am I supposed to get through these next few days?

The wholesale business in the general market was still in its startup phase. Chai Yanfen spent every day immersed there, tallying up the backlog at various stalls caused by her previous suppression. Once they cleared their inventory, official operations could begin.

However, the reports coming back indicated that it would take at least three more days!

Three days.

Just the newly produced quantity alone had already reached over twenty thousand pieces! That didn't even include the existing inventory of over ten thousand pieces! Combined, it totaled well over forty thousand!

Such a massive inventory backlog had reached a point where Wu Ya could hardly bear it!

The orders Uncle Chen brought back have already been shipped! If not for those funds, production would have already halted! But for orders like this where the returns take effect only in the long term, without a massive volume, I simply cannot sustain myself!

This was Wu Ya's current predicament: massive output but a severe lack of orders! Aside from the ones Old Wang had just brought back and waiting for Sister Chai's end, there were no channels left to dump the goods!

After all, though he was expanding rapidly, his foundation was not deep. Therefore, cash flow had to be swift, and production and sales had to remain balanced so he could quickly reach an optimal state. Otherwise, limited working capital would end up tied up in an infinite amount of products!

And so, a vicious cycle would begin.

Shut down production, wait for sales, and then wait to get the money back to buy rice for the pot?

An enterprise like that—let alone facing external suppression and peer rivalry—would collapse entirely from the consumption during the waiting period alone!

Boss Wu, the fabrics you've already paid for can only guarantee six days of production before they run out! Even if I support you by letting you use the materials first and pay later, it can only extend it by another five days at most! Coupled with your plan for advanced capital and buybacks which will soon be approved, that is also a huge sum of money! So you need to think of a solution quickly!

Standing beside him, Factory Director Pei looked at the flourishing production scene, his face brimming with anxiety!

There was a time when he dreamed of seeing such a sight! But now, this very scene filled him with dread!

For a manufacturing enterprise, nothing is more terrifying than a lack of orders! That is an abyss of no return. A massive inventory backlog will drag you straight to the bottom of the abyss, leaving you powerless to climb out, forcing you to simply wait for external aid.

And external aid?

That is the market.

However, the most terrifying thing about the market is its uncontrollability! Especially for clothing products. With the deepening of the country's opening up, all kinds of trends had blown into the nation, and the speed of product iteration was visibly accelerating!

If the styles in your inventory go out of fashion while you are waiting, then what you wait for won't be external aid.

Instead, it will be... your death notice!

What's more, Wu Ya was soon going to face the advance-funded project as well! That project had seemed quite feasible a few days ago, but now it had become adding frost to snow!

Therefore, he was extremely worried for Wu Ya!

Yet.

Hmm, as long as we can hold out for ten days, money will not be a problem! What I'm worried about now are orders, orders! Without orders, there is no foundation for long-term development. That is the most terrifying thing! As for money? I'm not worried about it at all!

Factory Director Pei's worries were apparently considered a non-issue by Wu Ya!

Clearly, the worries of the two men were not on the same frequency! This also proved how vastly different mindsets arise from different perspectives!

Money is not a problem? But do you have money right now?

Clearly, Factory Director Pei had misunderstood Wu Ya's meaning. Without money, they would face production suspension, and consumption is a loss that never stops! You aren't worried about the biggest trouble right in front of you, yet you're considering things that are still in progress? Wasn't this putting the cart before the horse?

After all, wholesale was a long-term undertaking. How could one rush it at a moment like this? Production was the vitality of an enterprise! Once production stopped, it would rapidly bleed out!

Oh?

Sensing the change in Factory Director Pei's tone, Wu Ya paused for a moment before hurriedly putting on a smile.

Hahaha, Factory Director Pei, I understand what you mean. But I really am not boasting; I will definitely be able to resolve the money issue after ten days! But if there are still no orders, that will be the decisive factor that proves fatal to us!

Amid hearty laughter, Wu Ya explained his thoughts.

Orders. Ten days later, with the re-entry into the bond market, money would certainly no longer be a problem. But what about after that? If there were still no large-scale or high-volume orders, once this batch of money was spent, they would face a genuine crisis!

Just how massive would the inventory be by that time? Once it went out of style, it would all become garbage! Even throwing it away would cost a huge sum of money!

Oh? I wonder how Chen Boyuan is getting on over there!

Seeing Wu Ya so confident, Factory Director Pei shifted the topic to Old Chen. Since the boss wasn't worried about money, why should he fret? Naturally, it made sense to follow the boss's lead and consider the matter of orders instead. Wasn't Chen Boyuan busy setting up the sales department these past two days? The faster his progress, the quicker the orders would arrive.

Let's go take a look at his place!

Wu Ya nodded decisively. Standing in the workshop right now would only increase his anxiety; it was better to go check on Chen Boyuan's progress.

Subsequently, the two left the workshop, and Wu Ya strode toward the direction of the office.

However, he was called back by Factory Director Pei.

Hehe, we aren't going to the office. To give him room to maneuver, I cleared out a warehouse for him yesterday afternoon. The old man looks like he's about to go all out! I'm afraid that if he recruits too many people, he might end up knocking the walls down!

Factory Director Pei chuckled good-naturedly with a teasing tone.

Chen Boyuan. Ever since he placed the advertisement, it had immediately caused a sensational effect.

Suiyan District was inherently a light industrial city. Backed by coal resources, the surrounding suburbs were filled with large and small factories. Yet, due to the environmental limitations of that era, almost all of them were textile enterprises—and moreover, all of collective or state-owned nature!

Driven by personal connections, one could imagine just how many sales and procurement personnel a single factory would harbor.

Once these people stepped up, very few of them were genuinely dedicated to working earnestly for the enterprise. Coupled with the influence of societal trends, taking bribes, extortion, and asking for favors had become everyday occurrences.

However, with the arrival of the reform tide, the wave of closures for collective and state-owned enterprises also began to surge. Thus, amidst the grievances of laid-off workers, many corporate parasites consequently became targets for venting anger. The public universally believed that had it not been for their corruption, the enterprises would not have declined.

Consequently, reporting became rampant, leading to the downfall of countless individuals. Their living conditions plummeted overnight from enviable status directly to the verge of destitution.

At this juncture, Chen Boyuan threw these people a lifeline. One could easily predict how many would break their heads trying to get this job!

Therefore, Factory Director Pei simply handed over a warehouse to serve as the location for this recruitment.

Hahaha, Factory Director Pei is thoughtful as always! I wonder how many people Uncle Chen has recruited by now? I'm afraid after this time, he might really get a taste of what it feels like to be a commander-in-chief!

Wu Ya burst out laughing upon hearing this.

Ready to go all out? This Chen Boyuan might actually pull it off! After all, he had given him one month to claim the number one spot in the entire province! This task was definitely no walk in the park. Without a massive and elite sales team, it would be utterly impossible to accomplish.

Right over there, let's go.

Factory Director Pei also smiled and raised a hand to point.

Commander-in-chief? Don't even mention it—if Chen Boyuan had a few dozen people under his command, he would undoubtedly wield the imposing aura of an army general.

Soon.

It's my turn, this is my information sheet.

What are you rushing for? Line up and maintain order, do you even understand basic etiquette?

Hey, you stepped on my foot! Back up a bit!

A flurry of vexing noises drifted over from afar.

Wu Ya raised his eyes to look. Outside a warehouse door, it was already packed with people. Three layers deep, completely impassable. They were crowding and shoving against one another, all scrambling to edge their way forward while holding their information sheets high above their heads for fear they would be crushed.

The order at the scene was somewhat chaotic.

Yet there was no help for it. It was so difficult this time to find a factory willing to take people like them, allowing them to walk proudly among others again—who wouldn't want to fight for it?

Especially since this recruitment drive had not yet disclosed the specific headcount! This only heightened the inner anxiety of the applicants. What if they were a step too late and missed out on the job?

Thus, it further intensified the disorder at the scene.

So lively, huh?

Wu Ya quickened his pace. Upon approaching, the feeling of fighting for movie tickets instantly washed over him.

This Chen Boyuan, didn't I assign him two staff members? How could he still let the scene become this chaotic?

Factory Director Pei frowned in displeasure.

A crowded recruitment venue like this reflected poorly on Cansi's management! It was a slap to Cansi's face. Thus, he took a few strides faster than Wu Ya.

Everyone, please make way, line up in order and register properly!

Approaching the crowd, Factory Director Pei raised his voice and shouted.

Little did he expect, the moment his voice fell:

What kind of thing are you? Making a racket here? Telling us to make way so you can cut in line and squeeze ahead? In your dreams!

That's right, where did this stinky bug crawl out from? How dare you point fingers here?

Pay him no mind, he's just a lunatic! Thinking he's still back in his glory days, where he's the center of attention wherever he goes? Pah!

Not a single person obeyed his command. Instead, he was subjected to a thorough, scathing verbal lashing!

Hahaha...

Watching Factory Director Pei standing frozen in place with a livid expression, completely at a loss for where to vent his frustration, Wu Ya couldn't help but laugh out loud.

These people had been subjected to discrimination and pent-up frustration for all these years. If they hadn't vented now, they probably would have been depressed to the point of illness.

Now, having finally found such an opportunity, they arrived only to find a sea of humanity. Fearing that being a single step behind would shatter their hopes, they were risking their lives to squeeze out even a sliver of a chance. This only further inflamed their irritability.

At a time like this, instead of first stating your identity, you stand behind the crowd and boldly shout for people to make way? They didn't beat you up, and that's already a blessing!

Boss Wu, there's nothing funny about this, is it?

Finally, Factory Director Pei found an outlet for his grievance.

He had been cursed out, hadn't he? And wasn't it all because of the mess your people stirred up? Yet not only did you not help shout for order, but you were also here gloating!

To be cursed out—and cursed out so viciously—was it really that funny?

Factory Director Pei was displeased.