The cook pointed towards the workshop. "The boss is inside instructing the workers. You can go in and see him yourself."
Kong Wing-yan said thank you, carefully stepped aside from the dog cage, and walked towards the workshop. She had only taken two steps when the plump cook behind her began to scold:
"Fuck you! If any bastard dares to try and pick me up again, I'll unleash my dogs and bite his balls off!"
Kong Wing-yan turned around and saw two young men clinging to the factory wall, their heads sticking out. Clearly, the cook had just been yelling at them. The two young men looked at the cook with distressed expressions, pleading, "Sister Xiong, I didn't even flirt with her. I was just waiting for A-Fen to get up so we could go to the movies. You don't have to be so fierce every time, do you?"
The cook, hands on her hips and wielding a knife, exuded an aura more imposing than a gangster Big Brother, yelling at the two young men against the wall, "You good-for-nothings! You're not even as good as women at making money, yet you dare to come here and flirt with girls? Look down at yourselves and see if you've given birth to anything valuable down there, are you even worthy of the girls at Jiuguang? Get out of here! If you dare wake the girls sleeping in the dorms, I'll castrate you!"
The cook's vulgar language didn't bother Kong Wing-yan. It was obvious that the cook was protecting the girls she was talking about. She was just curious about Song Tianyao. This guy said he was going to study for a few months, but now he's secretly opened a factory? Where did he find such a fierce-looking cook?
Stepping into the workshop, Kong Wing-yan was taken aback again. There were at least sixty or seventy women working methodically in front of various machines, all dressed in dark blue denim outfits.
A young man dressed in jeans was bending over, rinsing his tangled hair from a large tub. As he rinsed, he instructed the two female workers beside him, "Rinsing your hair isn't about straightening it now. You'll have a chance to straighten it later when the hair is being drained. Don't waste time. Your main task is to wash this hair quickly and cleanly, and then send it to the workers operating the hair draining machine."
Amidst the machine noise, Kong Wing-yan raised her voice slightly and asked a female worker who was listening to the young man's explanation, "Excuse me, could you tell me where Song Tianyao is?"
Hearing someone speak to him, the young man stood up. Kong Wing-yan was stunned. The young man in front of her was Song Tianyao, who was now wearing a dirty denim jacket. Seeing Kong Wing-yan, Song Tianyao grinned and said, "Miss Jiang, what brings you to see me?"
"Why did you give up being a secretary and come here to do manual labor? Aren't you the factory owner?" Looking at Song Tianyao, whose eyes were still sharp but whose appearance was somewhat haggard, Kong Wing-yan blurted out in disbelief. Seeing Song Tianyao like this made Kong Wing-yan feel a little sorry for him. How did the Secretary Song who used to be so well-dressed and talkative become a dirty worker?
"It's just our own small business, of course we'll put in the effort." Song Tianyao instructed the two female workers to continue rinsing as he had just told them, then casually wiped his hands on his jeans. "It's too noisy here, let's talk in my office."
Chapter 226 Going Out
After the two returned to Song Tianyao's office, Fu Xinniang brought a kettle to make tea for them and left. Kong Wing-yan looked around the office, then at Song Tianyao yawning at his desk, and smiled as she said, "Even when you're tired, you can't shake your habit of liking pretty girls? Even making tea for you requires such a beautiful woman?"
"Okay, tell me about your business. I need to go back to the workshop and keep an eye on the workers. I just taught them how to operate the equipment, and they're still a bit clumsy." Song Tianyao took out a crumpled cigarette case from his denim jacket pocket, lit one, and asked Kong Wing-yan.
Kong Wing-yan awkwardly explained the matter of Oxfam's second drug donation. Logically speaking, Song Tianyao was now only nominally affiliated with Crown Asia Company, and it was inappropriate to bother him with specific matters. However, Chu Xiaozhong was not in a position to get involved in this kind of thing, Likang's manager Chu Shuheng had no experience and did not know how to intervene, and the real boss Chu Xiaoxin was too lazy to get involved. In fact, he directly sent Kong Wing-yan to ask Song Tianyao, making it seem as if Kong Wing-yan was completely incompetent.
"It's best to handle them separately. Donations of medicine to Oxfam should still be made under the name of Likang Company. After all, Mr. Chu is the owner of Likang Company, while Crown Asia Company is not aboveboard. There are too many implications between them, one openly and one covertly, one going out and one coming in. Separating them is better; don't be afraid of the trouble involved." After hearing Kong Wing-yan's purpose, Song Tianyao said calmly, "This way, even if it really comes to a drastic decision, we can directly sever the connection between Crown Asia Company and Likang Company. Abandoning Crown Asia Company will be much easier and will allow Likang Company to maneuver more easily. This is also why I initially suggested that Mr. Chu establish several secondary distribution companies."
When Song Tianyao uttered words like "abandoning Crown Asia Company is a brave act of cutting off one's own arm," his voice was as calm as that of a bystander. He didn't consider that he was still the registered owner of Crown Asia Company, and that he would be made a scapegoat if Crown Asia Company were abandoned.
Women are often more emotional than men, and even someone as capable as Kong Wing-yan felt a little uncomfortable hearing Song Tianyao talk about it so calmly. "You... aren't you worried about yourself?"
"Foolish." Song Tianyao smiled at Kong Wing-yan and said, "As the head of the family, are you willing to watch your son's subordinates fly away completely? Of course, it's best to let them fly like kites. On the surface, I'm free, but the string has to be handed over to them. Otherwise, if you use their name and then really sever ties with them, wouldn't the family lose everything? Crown Asia won't be in trouble. When there's something I need to handle, the Chu Family will naturally let me handle it. This is just to put the Chu Family at ease, and also to put my own mind at ease. Otherwise, if I really severed ties with the Chu Family, I wouldn't have any constraints whatsoever. Don't wait for others to deal with me. Chan Ah-sap might even want to kill me. But now, although I no longer refer to myself as Mr. Chu's secretary, if you mention it, one of the Chu Family's five distribution companies is mine, so I'm still a member of the Chu Family."
"What if I hadn't asked you and had directly transferred the Oxfam donation to Crown Asia?" Kong Wing-yan Song Tianyao's words and asked a question that piqued her curiosity.
Song Tianyao took a drag of his cigarette. "You're a secretary, not stupid. How could you make decisions on your own? In the end, wouldn't you have to ask Mr. Chu? And then what? Didn't my Big Brother send you to see me so I could tell you the answer?"