Su Yang looked at Yang Jianqiao with a smile and said, "it seems that he has been depressed for a long time. Now he is finally released. Don't disturb him. Let him vent, or he will have mental illness."

A few minutes later, Yang Jianqiao finished venting, went to Su Yang with a red face, and said, "if you can solve these problems, there will be no problem in resuming production. I will contact the workers now and let them come back." With that, Yang Jianqiao took out his mobile phone and called the workers one by one.

"Wang... I'm Lao Yang. Hurry back to the factory... Today, I need to pay my salary in arrears, and I need to pay one month's salary in advance. Hurry back."

"Ma... Hurry back and get paid..."

When he said these words, Yang Jianqiao's face was excited and his voice was trembling. He always wanted to pay the workers, but he was powerless. Today, he was able to tell the workers to get their wages.

Hundreds of workers, technicians and the management of the pharmaceutical factory, Yang Jianqiao informed one by one that the phone was dead.

Su Yang motioned to Chen Biyao to call and arrange for the financial staff to come. In order to increase the shock effect, all the wages were paid in cash, and the number on the card was far less real than the money in front of her.

After the call, Yang Jianqiao excitedly walked up to Su Yang and said, "within an hour, all the people were present. I also called the domestic agency of foreign manufacturers, and they agreed to arrange for someone to come tomorrow."

"Well done." Su Yang praised.

Suddenly, Su Yang thought of a question and asked: "director Yang, when you said the question just now, you didn't say about the raw materials. How much raw materials do we have in stock?"

Yang Jianqiao immediately replied: "there are a lot of stocks, which can meet the consumption of half a month. At that time, when the pharmaceutical factory was in chaos, I tried to ensure that there was no loss in the raw material warehouse and it was well preserved."

The front is all bad news. Now I finally hear the good news. Besides the production line, the most expensive thing in a pharmaceutical factory is medicinal materials.

Su Yang said excitedly: "director Yang, this is the best news I heard today. Let's go and take us to have a look."

Three people to the back of the warehouse, raw material warehouse construction is very standard, is a typical constant temperature warehouse, the door of a temporary house, through the house to enter the warehouse.

The house is made of simple wooden boards, with a simple wooden bed and some daily necessities. It's two words, picking up leaks.

"To protect the warehouse, I've been at the door." Yang Jianqiao smiles and opens the door of the warehouse.

Su Yang felt that his nose was sour, and the old factory director, who was devoted to his duty, was worthy of respect.

Enter the warehouse, looking at the neatly placed shelves, spotless, the temperature is appropriate, the ground spotless, like a mirror.

"This is the most valuable thing for a pharmaceutical factory. Only when the medicinal materials are preserved can there be hope." Yang Jianqiao said with relief.

Su Yang walked slowly in the warehouse. All the medicinal materials were stored separately according to their types. Most of them were common medicinal materials, and one third were precious medicinal materials.

Finally, Su Yang's eyes fell on the last special shelf. The reason why it was special was that the shelf was very small, with only two layers, and there was no label classification for the boxes storing medicinal materials.

Yang Jianqiao, who followed him, hastily introduced: "these medicinal materials are very precious and rare. I spent several years collecting them and storing them separately."