"Dad, is something wrong?"
Although Yu Zhou had drunk too much last night, he still remembered what his wife had told him in the evening.
By rights, the old man shouldn't have any important matters to find him for. But as Jiang Jie had said yesterday, he seemed anxious, which clearly meant he had something to discuss.
If his own father was looking for him, even if he had the most important matters to attend to, he couldn't refuse.
Therefore, after brushing his teeth, Yu Zhou, in a rare move, sat at the table, ate breakfast, and looked at his father.
Since Jiang Jie was now pregnant, the old couple hadn't returned to the suburbs recently and were staying in this small courtyard.
Fortunately, the small courtyard had enough rooms, enough to accommodate even more people.
At that time, the old couple had moved back to the suburbs because they didn't want to disturb the newly married couple's life.
Now that they were here to take care of their daughter-in-law, they weren't uncomfortable at all. If anything were to go wrong, Yu Zhou would have no one to turn to.
"There is indeed something, but I'm just here to pass on the message. The specific decision is yours to make."
Yu Hongchang knew that his son had achieved something now and naturally understood that many things were not as simple as they seemed.
However, this matter involved over a thousand employees of the Second Textile Factory. Even if he couldn't do anything himself, if someone asked for his help, he still had to say something.
Of course, he wouldn't make things difficult for his son, so he wouldn't let his son make any decisions.
He would just state the matter and let Yu Zhou consider it himself; that was what a father should do.
He couldn't help his son much, but at least he wouldn't be a hindrance. If he couldn't even do that, then he wouldn't have told Yu Zhou about it.
"What is it? Could it be about the Second Textile Factory?"
Yu Zhou figured out what his father wanted to talk about without even thinking much.
As an employee of the Second Textile Factory, Yu Hongchang had a deep affection for it. However, unlike Liang Xiaohai, he didn't have the ability.
So he could only watch helplessly. Even though his son was gradually gaining the ability to do something, he wouldn't force him.
"They've already started the reform, and they want me to ask if you're interested."
The old man finally said after some thought.
He knew that what Yu Zhou was doing now, selling sunflower seeds, had no relation to the garment factory at all.
But who could help it that no one from the Second Factory had achieved such success in business?
Moreover, the Second Textile Factory had been in a lot of trouble due to layoffs. Now that there was an opportunity to take over, Yu Hongchang couldn't guarantee that his son wouldn't be tempted.
After all, the factory that had rejected him before was now asking him to acquire it. This was definitely a chance to hold his head high. Who wouldn't be interested?
"Dad, what do you think? Should I get involved?"
Yu Zhou didn't give an immediate answer. In fact, he had predicted earlier that this poorly managed Second Textile Factory would eventually be privatized.
A factory with over a thousand employees, with wave after wave of layoffs, now had fewer than five hundred people left. Even in such a situation, it couldn't be managed.
It would be strange if the city didn't want to sell it off.
He just didn't expect that he, who had such a big conflict with the Second Textile Factory, would be included in the privatization plan. They really thought highly of him.
Such a huge factory, the privatization fee alone would be at least a million, right? Did he have that much money?
"It's your business, especially now that your business has grown so large. So, you should make your own decision. You don't need to consider us old folks."
"Although I still have some feelings for the factory, relatively speaking, I, this old man, won't stand by and watch you jump into a fire pit for the Second Factory."
The old man was naturally on his son's side.
He also knew very well that the current Second Textile Factory was truly on the verge of collapse. If not, how could such a huge factory be so easily privatized?
City factories were like this. The larger the scale, the more difficult it was to reform.
Perhaps Tailong Light Industry wasn't within this scope, but factories like the Second Textile Factory, which directly concerned the livelihoods of many employees, weren't that simple.
Yu Zhou actually had little interest in the textile factory unless someone approached him.
A garment factory, a textile factory, could bring him almost no profit. Even if it was managed well, it wouldn't be able to grow and become stronger.
This industry was incomparable to ordinary industries.
Famous luxury brands might make money, but they had decades or even centuries of heritage.
If a brand couldn't be established, a factory or an enterprise couldn't gain recognition and couldn't do more things.
"They all think that since you managed the dried fruit factory well, you'll be able to manage the textile factory if you buy it."
"However, these are completely different industries. How can they be the same?"
"I don't understand much about doing business, so it still depends on your decision. Only if you think this is something that can be done, then we can figure it out."
Yu Hongchang said directly after organizing his thoughts.
Now, there were only four to five hundred employees in the factory, which could be said to have shrunk to a considerable extent.
In fact, by rights, even if such a factory was losing money severely, it wouldn't have reached the point of privatization, let alone being sought after by no one.
It was just a pity that Liu Dalong's actions made everyone hesitant. They thought that most of the employees who remained in the factory now were just loafing around, which made things very difficult.
Even if the city had intentions, there weren't many people truly willing to take over.
After all, who would dare to rashly accept a factory full of problems?
"They think I have money now, so I can take over the Second Textile Factory? Who told you? The old factory director? Or someone else?"
Yu Zhou said casually, yet thoughtfully.
If it were up to him, he wouldn't be interested in this matter at all.
As a former employee of the textile factory, Yu Zhou knew better than anyone what the root cause of the textile factory's problems was.
However, knowing is one thing, and being able to perfectly solve it is another.
With great effort, Yu Zhou might indeed be able to change the situation of the entire textile factory, but that would require him to expend a great deal of energy and time to complete.