Wei Kaiyun remained expressionless throughout the process, giving no response to these aggressive tactics.
"Director Wei, is your silence a sign of dissatisfaction?"
Wei Kaiyun suddenly placed his hand on the table. "I am listening to everyone's demands and will respond accordingly. Have you all finished speaking?"
The meeting room fell silent, "Since everyone has finished, let me summarize. You believe the textile factory is not being proactive and cannot keep up with production demands.
I understand everyone's urgency, but we must start from the actual situation.
In other words, please do not spout nonsense without basis.
We are currently working overtime, with three shifts for workers. While people can rest, the equipment is only serviced once a month and has never stopped."
"That's your textile factory's problem," a man wearing glasses and a white shirt said coolly.
"Of course, it is our textile factory's problem if we cannot meet your unrealistic expectations.
