Soul Returns to Hong Kong: From Tailor Shop to Richest Woman

Lin Ying opened the drawer and took out the factory dormitory list; the first phase was built in large quantities, and many people said she was wasting money at the time, but now it seems fortunate that she didn't cut corners.

She took out her pen and did the math: "Four-person rooms will be used as standard for now, up to six-person rooms, but no more than eight-person rooms; the vacant temporary training building will be renovated and used for the new female security guards; for the male staff, the dormitories originally reserved for the outsourced construction teams will be vacated, and the construction teams will live in houses rented by the outside companies."

Chen Guodong cautioned, "This will increase rental costs."

Lin Ying looked at him and said, "The construction team is for the short term, while the security team is for the long term; it's not hard to do the math."

Chen Guodong nodded: "Understood."

He Fangqin continued, "Then I'll have the logistics department purchase beds, cabinets, bedding, and uniforms in advance."

"Buy it! Upgrade the access control and lighting in the women's dormitory area as well; add lights where there aren't enough streetlights, and install guard posts in blind spots, so we don't have to wait for people to come before we fix things."

After the security arrangements were finalized, Lin Ying stayed in Shenzhen for two more days to confirm that the fourth batch of production was entering the formal preparation period. The quantity of materials had been locked in, and there were no major problems with the equipment debugging.

Chen Jian made a new plan for the production line cycle time, and Sun Miaoshu refined the incoming material inspection form to a new level.

Seeing Lin Ying about to leave, Liu Yang chased after her to the entrance of the R&D building: "Boss, are you really not going to finish reviewing the second-generation plan before you leave?"

"You go first."

Lin Ying slung her bag over her shoulder. "I'm going to Guangzhou in a few days."

Liu Yang was stunned: "Going to Guangzhou again? Didn't you say you weren't going to drive long distances anymore?"

"The last trip."

"Your 'last trip' sounds like the prelude to your next trip."

Lin Ying looked at him: "Are you starting to boss people around now?"

Liu Yang immediately shook his head: "We wouldn't dare. It's just that your situation is special right now, and everyone is afraid that Manager He will scold us for not keeping an eye on you."

Lin Ying: "I went to Guangzhou to handle the shares of the toy factory. I didn't go to the workshop or stay up all night."

Liu Yang was relieved: "That's alright."

On January 9th, Lin Ying took a car to Gulin Village in Huangpu District, Guangzhou; this time, she was accompanied only by Lin Jianying, who came from Hong Kong, and an accountant.

When the car entered the village, the village entrance was much more lively than it had been two years ago.

Several trucks were parked by the roadside, and a few young people were moving cardboard boxes with the Gulin Toys logo printed on them.

Many villagers no longer work in the fields; they have built new houses with their wages and dividends from the toy factory. When Lin Ying got out of the car, Lin Zong was already waiting at the door.

"Fifth Uncle, Happy New Year."

"Ah Ying is here."

When Lin Zong saw her, he was initially pleased, then looked at her again and asked, "Have you lost weight?"

Lin Ying smiled and said, "No, I've been eating quite well lately."

Lin Zong welcomed the people into the house: "Come in and have some tea."

The tea room on the second floor was the same as before. Soon after, Lin Weiqiang arrived. He looked much more mature than he had two years ago and was wearing the factory jacket.

"Sister Ying." Lin Weiqiang called out to her, then stood to the side without sitting down.

Lin Ying pointed to the chair: "Sit down, you're in management now."

Lin Weiqiang then sat down.

After two rounds of tea, Lin Ying opened the file folder: "Fifth Uncle, I've come this time to deal with my shares in the toy factory."

Lin Zongduan was somewhat surprised: "Business is so good, you want to sell?"

"Yes, I'm too busy with the TV factory in Shenzhen expanding production, developing second-generation products, and other plans. The toy factory is already on track, and if I continue to hold shares, it will only distract me."

Lin Weiqiang hurriedly said, "Sister Ying, do you think there's something we did wrong?"

"no."

Lin Ying looked at him and said, "You did a great job, that's why I'm selling."

Lin Zong didn't dwell on these things; he asked Lin Ying, "Ying, who do you want to sell it to?"

"We'll prioritize selling to our own family. This factory was originally an investment project for Gulin Village, and I don't want outside capital interfering. The price will be negotiated based on accounting calculations and a discount on future profits. We won't take advantage of you, nor will we give it away for free."

Lin Zong looked at Lin Jianying.

Lin Jianying nodded: "I've looked at the accounts, and the factory's profits have indeed been good these past two years; if Aying puts her shares out there, there's no worry about finding buyers."

Lin Zong put down his teacup: "I can't make this decision by myself. Let's have a meeting."

That afternoon, the Lin Clan Ancestral Hall held another meeting.

This time it wasn't as chaotic as it was two years ago. Two years ago, when people heard about five million, they first didn't believe it, and then they got excited.

Now everyone knows that this young man really did build a factory from scratch.

Inside the ancestral hall, after Lin Zong finished explaining the situation, someone immediately asked, "Why did A-Ying want to sell? Is something wrong with the factory?"

Lin Weiqiang stood up: "No! The factory's orders are booked until next year."

Another older member of the tribe asked, "If we buy it, where will the money come from?"

Lin Zong looked at everyone and said, "There is a portion in the village collective account and a portion in the factory's retained profits. If that's not enough, each household can purchase more if they wish. Once the shares are bought back, they will be jointly held by the family, and the subsequent dividends will be distributed according to the rules."

Someone muttered as they did the math: "This isn't a small amount of money."

"The factory is making money now."

"If an outsider buys it, will we still have the final say in the future?"

Once this was said, everyone understood the point: Gulin Toy Factory was not only a profitable factory, but also the livelihood of the young people in the village.

If the shares are sold to outsiders, and the other party wants to change management, reduce wages, or sell assets, the village may not be able to stop them.

Lin Zong finally made the decision: "Buy."

After two rounds of price negotiations, the accountant broke down the costs and benefits, including assets, profits, orders, equipment depreciation, and cash flow.

The final price was 16 million RMB.

All the shares held by Lin Ying were transferred to the Gu Lin family collective and several major contributing family members.

On the day Attorney Shen came to sign the papers, Lin Weiqiang's fingers trembled slightly as he held the pen.

Lin Ying looked at him: "What are you afraid of?"

Lin Weiqiang said in a low voice, "Sister Ying, it's sixteen million. I've never even seen one million six hundred thousand before."

You will see more in the future.

Lin Ying handed over the contract, saying, "Remember, the more money you have, the clearer the accounts need to be; if you fight over profit sharing, this factory will run into trouble sooner or later; replace equipment when necessary, and set aside money for R&D; toy factories are most afraid of plagiarism, so don't just think about living off past achievements."

Lin Weiqiang carefully wrote it down: "I know."

After the contract was signed, the accountant confirmed that the payments would be received in batches.

The first payment of eight million was transferred to Lin Ying's designated account on the same day, and the remaining eight million was to be settled within three months as per the agreement.

Lin Zong escorted her to the village entrance: "Aying, you're the one who helped build this factory."

Lin Ying looked at the trucks coming and going not far away: "Fifth Uncle, I only lit the first fire; it was the people in the village who really built up the factory."

Lin Zong shook his head: "Without the first fire, a pile of firewood will remain just a pile of firewood no matter how long it sits."

Lin Ying did not argue further.

Before she got into the car, Lin Weiqiang suddenly chased after her.

"Sister Ying."

Lin Weiqiang stood by the car door: "If anything major happens at the factory in the future, will I still be able to ask you for help?"

Lin Ying: "You can ask questions, but don't ask about everything; you need to learn to make your own decisions."

Lin Weiqiang nodded: "I understand."