Tian Qingyuan's phone call came at three o'clock sharp.
He said, there is good news and bad news——
The good news is that after a show of hands, the factory agreed to the decision to open a temporary branch factory in Shili Brigade, and will send an accountant and a quality inspector to take charge of the branch factory;
The bad news is that the Shili Brigade Branch Factory needs to bear all the match processing and transportation tasks of Lan County Commune, and complete it stably with quality and quantity.
To Lin Nianhe, these two pieces of news were good news and even better news.
Is that a mission?
No, it's all money.
The folks from the Shili Brigade can't finish their work. Isn't there still a Jiuli Brigade? Even the Jiuli Brigade can't finish it? Then there are other teams!
If all the teams are mobilized and still can't finish... Then she will give a speech on "Increasing revenue and reducing expenditure for the four modernizations - starting from saving a match". This must be a problem of waste, and we must be held accountable. .
Lin Nianhe agreed without much hesitation and said loudly: "Uncle Tian, don't worry, we will guarantee the quality and quantity of the products. You don't have to worry about transportation. Even if you have to carry them to various supply and marketing cooperatives in the wind and snow, , we will not delay the delivery time."
Tian Qingyuan smiled and said, "Okay, come to my place tomorrow if you are free. Even though it is a temporary branch factory, we still need to have the necessary program files."
"No problem. I'll go to the match factory to find you at eight o'clock tomorrow."
"OK."
Lin Nianhe hung up the phone and dialed the number of the brigade headquarters.
Li Dahe may have been watching the phone these days. He picked up the phone as soon as it rang: "Hello, is this Lin Nianhe?"
"It's me, Uncle Captain."
"Hey, how are you? Did you get into any trouble? Did you get into any fights or quarrels with anyone? Can you eat enough outside?"
Lin Nianhe's heart felt warm. She smiled and said, "The three of us are very good. Don't worry. I want to report to you about the match factory."
"As long as everything is fine... Ah, what do you think? Let me work for them?" Li Dahe breathed a sigh of relief, then cleared his throat and acted like a captain again.
Lin Nianhe's voice was a little hesitant: "It's okay to work, but we have to cooperate with the requirements of the match factory."
Li Dahe felt a chill in his heart, but he still said: "Cooperate, fully cooperate! How do they ask us to cooperate? We have to deliver goods to them, right? Yes, we can do it, these are nothing... Lin Yatou, talk to them carefully, As long as you let us do it, we can pay a little less."
"That's not true," Lin Nianhe suppressed a smile, "it's just that they want to set up a temporary branch factory in our brigade and let us be responsible for the supply of matches in the entire Lan County... Oh, uncle captain, don't you think this is a bit too tiring? ?”
Li Dahe finally heard the evil smile held in Lin Nianhe's voice.
He glared and gritted his teeth.
Whenever Lin Nianhe was in front of him, he would definitely kick him.
Jing will make fun of him!
Li Dahe gasped for several breaths, and then he realized belatedly: "What did you say? They want to set up a branch factory here? Is that factory director out of his mind or does he have some information that fell into your hands? ?”
Lin Nianhe: "..."
No one thinks about her wisdom and kindness?
Is she the kind of person who would use threats as a means to satisfy her own needs?
…
"Sister Lan, it's not impossible if you don't want to go, but I may get sore arms from taking too many things, and then I won't be able to sleep well and get out of bed, and then I won't be able to discuss business with Director Tian. , and then our job fell through, and then..."
Wen Lan: "Shut up and go!"
Wang Shumei silently gave Lin Nianhe a thumbs up: "It has to be you."
Lin Nianhe shook off his braid, dragged Wang Shumei, and followed Wen Lan out of the guest house.
Is this a threat?
No, this is a reasonable analysis of what might happen in the future.
The three of them got on the bus to go to the bookstore. Wang Shumei finally remembered to ask: "Nianhe, what do you think about persuading the match factory to set up a branch factory?"
When Lin Nianhe said this, she really didn't think it would happen, but the match factory actually agreed.
In addition to finding it incredible, she also felt that this matter might not be as simple as it seemed.
Lin Nianhe said frankly: "I didn't think much about it. This way I don't have to deliver goods to the provincial capital. I can make more money."
Wang Shumei: "..."
Because they didn’t want to deliver goods to the provincial capital, they persuaded the factory to open a branch factory in front of their house.
Is this something a human being can do?
Lin Nianhe leaned on the back of the chair and shook his feet, muttering: "Go to the match factory tomorrow to discuss wages. Pasting matchboxes is pasting matchboxes, and transportation is transportation. We can't just mix it up and blur it out."
Wang Shumei: "..."
She is trying to kill the match factory!
Lin Nianhe continued to mutter: "I'm done here. After I get back, I'll find an opportunity to go to the textile factory for a walk. Many girls in our brigade can do tailoring work, and it would be good to pick up some hairdressing work."
Wang Shumei: "..."
OK, the match factory is not alone, another victim factory is about to appear.
Wang Shumei has only one thought now - Lin Nianhe deserves to make money!
Lin deservedly took them to the bookstore, because the salesperson in the bookstore still remembered her from her last generous act. When he saw her coming in, he reminded her: "Comrade, we get off work at six o'clock here."
There was no concept of working overtime at the moment, and it was impossible for her to stay with her for another three or four hours.
Lin Nianhe said with a smile: "It's okay, I bought less this time."
"That's fine, you take your pick."
An hour later, the salesperson looked at Lin Nianhe with complicated eyes and said tremblingly: "A total of one hundred and seventy-two yuan and eight cents."
Is this called buying less?
Her arms hurt even after she settled the accounts!
Wen Lan's expression was even more sad than the salesperson's. Without him, she would have to carry half of these books.
She just said that she didn’t want to go shopping with these two people!
Lin Nianhe paid the money and smiled and touched Wen Lan with his elbow: "Sister Lan, you..."
"I know, I'll take it!" Wen Lan rolled her eyes at them and bent down to carry the book.
Could she still expect these two women to move?
Lin Nianhe saw her holding up half of the book and said, "What I want to say is that while you and Sister Shumei are reading here, I'll go find a tricycle."
Wen Lan: "..."
It's a good thing to find a tricycle.
But why not say it before she picked up the book?
In order to appease Sister Lan and avoid being beaten, Lin Nianhe asked Wen Lan to take the book back to the guest house in a tricycle, while he and Wang Shumei squeezed into the bus.
It was time to get off work, and there were so many people on the bus that Lin Nianhe was so crowded that he could hardly breathe.
Wang Shumei dragged her to a small corner, and the two of them could barely stand still.
The two of them had just stood there for a while when they heard the people sitting next to them complain: "I don't know what the factory director is thinking, why would he go to such a small and broken place to set up a factory..."
