Reborn 1980: A poisonous wife is not easy to mess with

Chapter 276 This is to make things bigger!
It's a good idea.

Although the batch of fabrics were dyed fancy, they were still polyester cotton, and the crispness was a little bit crisper. If it was given away for free, it would still be... maybe, um, someone wanted it?
Wei Min thought for a while and then nodded: "Okay, then Xinlan will go to the factory with me tomorrow, and if we lose money, we will drag the fabric back first."

After saying this, Wei Min quickly straightened his face, "However, these losses were caused by me, and they can only be counted on me personally, and cannot be counted into our business accounts. Otherwise, I would rather put those losses The cloth was dragged outside the city and burned."

Anya rubbed her face awkwardly: "Aunt Wei, you are so smart that no one will be your friend."

She originally wanted to get the fabric back first, and then give it away for free to the customers who came to buy or make clothes, so that this batch of fabric could be counted as cost and allocated to Wei Min to share half of it.

Anyway, she didn't pay attention to this small amount of money.

Song Wenping studied the production process for a few days, and then came to ask her a few questions. After understanding the production process, he went to Yangcheng Yunfushan Pharmaceutical Factory with Gao Chenggong yesterday.

Not to mention that the deposit in her passbook is enough now, and there will be a bigger income in a few days.

To Wei Min, the compensation of [-] to [-] to [-] yuan is all he has, but to Anya, it is nothing more than a drizzle.

Considering Wei Min's temperament, Anya came up with this method of secretly helping, but Wei Min had already spoken up.

For a strong character, forced alms is a kind of insult.

Anya didn't insist either, she just nodded in agreement.

There is no need for two people to share it, but the batch of fabrics was pulled back, and the money was lost, so it can't be left there for others to take advantage of.

Early the next morning, Wei Min and Li Xinlan went to the bank to withdraw money, and then went to the knitting factory.

It was the first time for Li Xinlan to come to the knitting factory. After entering the factory, the workers she met on the road either lowered their heads when they saw Wei Min and walked over as if they didn't see them, or they thought that others couldn't see them, pointing fingers at Wei Min. Pointing.

After entering the office building, this feeling became even stronger. Many people looked at Wei Min as if they were looking at some garbage.

No matter how peaceful Li Xinlan's temperament was, she also felt angry in her heart. She held Wei Min's arm tightly and walked side by side with her with her chest out.

Wei Min understood Li Xinlan's thoughts, patted her hand lightly, took her up to the second floor and walked into the accounting room, and greeted the forty-something sitting by the window: "Sister Wen."

Wen Aiju was doing the accounts when she heard a voice and raised her head: "It's Xiao Wei, you came just in time.

The factory leader said that you have to pay the compensation within three days, otherwise, you will be sued in court.

It's useless for you to come here today to beg for mercy. If you have this time to dawdle here, it's better to go home and find relatives and friends to borrow money.

By the way, do you want to sell your house on Qinghe Street?If you want to sell it, I can contact you with a buyer, and I can give you cash in one hand—"

"Who said Sister Wei wanted to sell the house?" Li Xinlan was angry and interrupted Wen Aiju directly, "We won't sell that house!"

Wen Aiju is able to be the chief financial officer in the factory because of her connections and background. The salary of the whole factory has to be signed and sent out from her hand. Who doesn't greet her with a smile when she sees her?
I have never met Li Xinlan yelling at her so rudely!

Wen Aiju's face was elongated: "If you don't sell it? If you don't sell it, how can you pay for it? Let me tell you, three days!

Once the three days come, if you don’t lose money, you can wait to go to prison to eat, and then don’t regret it—”

Wei Min put the satchel he was carrying on the table: "You have time to grind your mouth here, why don't you quickly count the money!"

The zipper of the satchel has been unzipped, revealing two stacks of neatly tied blue-gray hundred-dollar bills inside.

Wen Aiju's throat seemed to be pinched by someone, she stared at the two stacks of [-]% new banknotes in her bag, and finally choked out a sentence:
"Where did you get so much money?"

You know, the compensation that Wei Min has to pay is not 1000 or 18900 yuan, but 2 yuan, nearly [-] yuan!

A ten-thousand-dollar household is already a big deal, okay? Wei Min took out 2 yuan all of a sudden. She is an ordinary worker, and at most she is a team leader. Where did she get so much money?

Wei Min replied indifferently: "Where did I get so much money, what does it matter to you?"

Wen Aiju's eyes immediately sank, and she stared fiercely: "You stole the materials from the factory and sold them!"

Li Xinlan hated this woman so much, she pushed back unceremoniously: "When you catch a thief and take the stolen goods, you will say that she is stealing materials, and I will say that you have enriched your own pocket by making fake accounts!"

She simply choked back, but Wen Aiju felt guilty for a while.

Taking advantage of the convenience of the head of the finance section, she did secretly make some false accounts, and took a lot of money from the public account...

I didn't wipe my butt clean, if I were to be carried up by this dazed woman, I would definitely not be able to please.

Wen Aiju didn't dare to get entangled in this kind of matter anymore, and reached out to get the money angrily: "Forget it, forget it, I won't talk nonsense with you here, anyway, I will be fired anyway, and I don't care about anything before, now Settle the bill!"

However, Wei Min held down Wen Aiju's hand when she was withdrawing money.

Wen Aiju raised her head and stared at Wei Min: "Wei Min, what do you mean, if you want compensation, hurry up!"

"Since I have already paid compensation for this batch of fabric, it must be mine, and I will take it back."

Wen Aiju looked at Wei Min in surprise for several times before sneering: "You think the factory is your home, so you can do whatever you want?"

Wei Min has already offended her so much today, even if she left that batch of cloth as a rag to wipe engine oil for others, she wouldn't let Wei Min take away a foot!
"You don't understand the meaning of compensation according to the price?" Wei Min pulled the satchel back and zipped it up, "I've lost all the money, and the broken things are mine, so why don't I take them back?" ?”

"No! If it's broken, it belongs to the collective, and it belongs to the country. Why should I give it to you!"

Wen Aiju bit her to death and didn't let go, and Wei Min didn't bother to talk nonsense with her here: "Okay, don't let me take it away, then I'll go to the Light Industry Bureau to find the leader right now, and see if anyone is reasonable!
If the leader of the bureau is unreasonable, I will go to the government, the leader of the county party committee, or go to the city—"

This is to make things bigger!
Wen Aiju still had some common sense in politics, and she screamed sharply: "How dare you! You are making a political mistake, and the organization will deal with you!"

Wei Min gave Wen Aiju a funny look: "Organization? You mean the factory office? I've already been fired, why should the factory office deal with me? Or, which law did I violate?"

Wen Aiju was speechless.

Ordinary people are afraid of being dealt with because they have to rely on this job and hold this iron rice bowl.

Now that Wei Min has lost her job and her iron rice bowl has been broken, what is she afraid of?
(End of this chapter)