Even the Most Generous Women Have Their Little Tempers

"Then let's hold a quick meeting now! Old Lu, have you finished eating?"

"Mmm, just finished. Let's go, we'll meet now. We really can't keep dragging this out."

Lu Zhizhang wiped his mouth and called everyone along, never noticing the faint displeasure on Lai Jiayi's face.

Why should I accommodate your schedule?

Once people passed forty, their energy began to wane. Lai Jiayi was used to taking a short nap at noon, and having Li Ye and Lu Zhizhang take up her lunch break made her very uncomfortable.

Ever since coming to the First Branch Factory, she had felt that this place had "no rules at all," which made someone accustomed to all kinds of rules deeply uneasy.

After the three arrived at Lu Zhizhang's office, Lai Jiayi finally stated the purpose of the meeting.

"Our unit now has eighteen hundred employees. Out in the world, that already counts as no small organization, yet our welfare facilities are terribly inadequate.

"We have no kindergarten, no hospital, no school, and even less a tertiary-industry company. This causes tremendous inconvenience in the lives of our factory employees.

"When I was at my previous unit, I managed these matters before. It could be said that if workers' benefits aren't handled well, it will certainly have a serious impact on their enthusiasm for production."

This time, Lai Jiayi had not brought up any hollow, grandiose nonsense. She wanted to improve the benefits and treatment of the First Branch Factory's workers.

Improving workers' benefits and treatment had always been one of Li Ye's concerns. But now that Lai Jiayi had raised it, Li Ye did not immediately agree, because every one of these proposals required money.

Within any unit, financial authority was of paramount importance.

Although the First Branch Factory now had a Finance Department,