I Have a Wealth Gathering Array-Chapter 330: Signing the Contract

After a while, all the dishes were ready, and the family of three were eating.

"Honey, what’s wrong? Why do you look so worried?" Seeing Li Xinmei looking troubled, Chen Dazhi couldn’t help but ask.

"I’ll tell you later," Li Xinmei sighed.

Upon hearing this, Chen Jing immediately expressed dissatisfaction: "Mom, if you have something to say, just say it. I’m almost a sophomore now, are you still keeping family matters from me?"

"Yes, honey, just tell us if there’s something," Chen Dazhi also said.

Li Xinmei hesitated for a moment and sighed, "It’s about our clothing factory. The factory director might be planning to lease out the entire factory."

"Lease out the clothing factory?"

Hearing this, Chen Dazhi’s expression changed.

Nowadays, clothing factories with low profits are often transferred, leaving many employees facing unemployment, leading to countless job losses.

This phenomenon is quite common now.

Chen Jing also showed a worried expression and said, "Mom, will the new boss let you go?"

She also knew some things about the clothing factory.

"Not sure."

Li Xinmei shook her head and said, "If I’m let go, my only concern would be your education, Jing."

"Mom, it’s okay, I might get a scholarship next semester, and I can also work part-time." Hearing this, Chen Jing quickly said, "Don’t stress too much."

Looking at her sensible daughter, Li Xinmei touched her head and smiled, "Forget it, it’s too early to say anything now. Maybe the factory won’t need to be transferred, and even if it does, I might not be let go. The new boss is Chinese, and he might value us Chinese a bit more."

The family continued eating, but they were noticeably silent after what Li Xinmei said earlier.

After dinner, there was suddenly a knock on the door.

"I’ll get it." Chen Jing quickly got up to open the villa’s door.

Several middle-aged women appeared outside, holding some items in their hands.

"Mom, Aunt Zhou Qing and the others are here for you," seeing the visitors, Chen Jing quickly said.

"Jing, you’re looking prettier," the leading middle-aged woman said with a smile.

"Oh, it’s Zhou Qing."

Li Xinmei came over and looked at the visitors.

Zhou Qing was from her hometown, and they had known each other for many years.

"Jing, go make some tea," Li Xinmei said, letting Zhou Qing and the others inside.

Chen Jing nodded, made a few cups of tea, and then Li Xinmei asked her to return to her room.

"You didn’t have to bring anything when you came." After Chen Jing closed the room door, Li Xinmei said.

"Just a little something," Zhou Qing smiled and said.

"Xinmei, we’re here this time to ask about the situation at the factory. When can we start working?"

They had been resting at home for quite some time, and without work, life was indeed difficult in the high-consumption United States.

As for finding new jobs, they could only go to clothing factories, and there were many closed clothing factories now. In the United States, it’s also quite difficult for them, as Chinese, to find a job.

"Yes, Xinmei, the factory has been asking us to rest without pay. If things go on like this, I won’t have enough money for my family."

"We just want to know if you can arrange for us to work a few days, at least earn some money."

The others chimed in.

Li Xinmei, as the deputy director, had some authority, and they wanted to leverage some connections.

Upon hearing this, Li Xinmei didn’t know what to say. She was worried she might lose her job herself.

The factory’s efficiency was declining, and even if it wasn’t transferred, the number of employees would continue to decrease.

Inside the room, Chen Jing quietly perked up her ears, pressing against the door, eavesdropping on what Li Xinmei and the others were saying.

These familiar aunts were all concerned about work matters.

"Jing, let’s go out tomorrow." Suddenly, a message popped up on her phone.

It was from her good friend Li Lanlan.

"No, Lanlan, I’m planning to study hard."

Upon seeing the message, Chen Jing replied.

Her aunts’ circumstances were like this, her mother might also be unemployed, and she couldn’t continue playing recklessly. She had to start striving to earn a scholarship after school started.

She glanced at her phone, then at the new friends section, and couldn’t help but sigh.

She had given Qin Yun her contact information, but he hadn’t added her on WeChat.

Chances are they won’t meet again.

...

In an empty shop, Qin Yun looked at the layout inside.

"President Qin, this shop previously operated as a clothing store, with an area of two hundred and thirty square meters..." Li Zhiruo said beside him.

After inspecting the last clothing factory, Qin Yun came to a clothing shop that had already been looked over.

"Have you contacted the shop owner?" Qin Yun asked.

"Already contacted. The shop owner can sign a contract for up to three years, with rent paid every three months, starting with a six-month payment," Li Zhiruo replied.

Qin Yun pondered for a moment and said, "Negotiate with the shop owner, I’ll pay the six months’ rent within a month, with subsequent payments regular."

Currently, funds were tight for Qin Yun, and he couldn’t afford to pay upfront.

Because he was planning to open not just one clothing store but thirty!

And each of the thirty stores had an area of over two hundred square meters! The funds required, even just for rent, were incredibly large.

"Okay, President Qin," Li Zhiruo quickly nodded.

Looking at a place not far from here, there was a large clothing store, Yangyu Clothing, with an area of over four hundred square meters, where a dozen customers were browsing clothes, clearly doing good business.

Yangyu’s marketing in the United States was excellent, using various means to retain customers, leaving almost no clothing store on the nearby streets comparable.

However, Celestial Fortune was soon to arrive.

As he observed, Qin Yun’s phone rang, he glanced at it and answered immediately.

"President Qin, everything is taken care of."

Yang Xi’s voice came from the phone.

...

At Meiyuan Clothing Factory, Qin Yun met Old Jack again.

"Oh, dear Qin, thank God for bringing us together again," Old Jack’s face was full of joy.

He knew Qin Yun was about to sign a contract with him to lease this large clothing factory.

He felt relieved, finally able to let go.

"Factory Director Jack, let’s sign the contract!" Qin Yun smiled.

Having already checked it out thoroughly, he didn’t want to waste any more time.

Both quickly signed the contract, and Qin Yun planned to sign for two years for this clothing factory.

Beside him, Li Xinmei watched the contract being signed, feeling obviously anxious.

Meiyuan Clothing Factory had indeed been transferred, and what happens next entirely depended on the young man’s plans.

After all contracts and paperwork were signed, Old Jack enthusiastically said, "Dear Qin, let me introduce the factory workers to you, you can choose to keep them or let them go."