Of course Lin Nianhe talks nonsense, to be precise - at certain times, she talks a lot of nonsense, to the extent that there is about one serious word in every hundred sentences.
But that can only happen when she is completely relaxed, and Factory Manager Wang will probably never see her again in this life.
Under this unattractive misunderstanding, Director Wang stared at Lin Nianhe, his brain working rapidly, recalling every sentence, every word, and even every sentence she had said.
His emotions were always tense when he came into contact with Lin Nianhe recently, and because of Director Sun, he couldn't help but recall the words of those who had been in contact with Lin Nianhe...
He is a human being, not a tape recorder. How could this be imagined?
He thought, thought, thought... and succeeded in destroying himself.
Lin Nianhe saw him covering his head in pain, confused and helpless.
What's wrong with this guy?
Didn't she just ask him if he wanted a production line? Why did he suddenly break down and show it to her?
This question...is that difficult to answer?
Lin Nianhe was a little doubtful about life.
"Director Wang? What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Lin Nianhe put aside his doubts and waved to the workshop directors nearby: "Come quickly and take Factory Director Wang to the hospital."
"no, I'm fine."
Director Wang wiped his face vigorously and manually opened his frown.
Lin Nianhe looked at him suspiciously: "Director Wang, are you really okay? I am not in a hurry to answer what I am telling you now. It will be the same after you recover your health."
Director Wang shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, I'm fine, I'm really fine... Ahem, it's fine."
Lin Nianhe: "..."
She really couldn't believe this.
However, Factory Director Wang was very insistent. He frowned, looked at Lin Nianhe firmly, and asked sincerely: "When will the production line you mentioned be built? How much will it cost?"
Xishi is a very special city. It is not large in area and is not the provincial capital. However, relying on the steel factory, the living standards of Xishi's citizens are much better than those in cities of the same size, which in turn promotes the vigorous development of light industries including food factories.
This is actually easy to understand - the steel plant has good profits, workers are naturally well treated, people have money, and their purchasing power is naturally greater. Capital flows to light factories, and the factory will naturally develop faster.
If it were a factory with no money, the factory director would feel unworthy when Lin Nianhe started to draw up the pie of earning foreign exchange through exports, and it would be impossible to hear her talk about purchasing a production line at this moment.
Director Wang, however, was thinking about feasibility.
Lin Nianhe was afraid of irritating him to collapse again, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "I don't know the cost of building the production line. I can only try my best to get you a cost price, but this price must be kept confidential by you. This counts as me. Support food factories."
The brand-new production line Lin Nianhe mentioned was actually the automatic filling and ligation production line invented by Japan Benz a few years later to make ham sausage. With her master's teachings and the fact that she was already very skilled at drawing out the drawings, Lin Nianhe was confident that she could draw the drawings before the Spring Festival, then hand them to Rong Zhiguo in person and accept his ridicule, ridicule and ridicule.
Lin Nianhe currently cannot predict the impact of the early release of ham sausage that should enter our country in ten years. The only thing she knows is that young people will no longer want to use this technology to make money.
What an imperative reason.
Lin Nianhe was thinking about what was on his mind, and Director Wang was also making quick calculations.
The food factory's profits have always been good, and it holds the top spot in the Xi City Light Industry Bureau. If it can develop further...
He doesn't want to take risks, but he doesn't want to fall behind in such a glorious thing as earning foreign exchange through exports!
Factory Manager Wang frowned and thought hard for a long time, and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for you. If the production line can really make it, I will definitely do it! But the price... Ahem, Xiaolin, you can't understand it now. , if the price is too high and I really can’t afford it..."
Lin Nianhe smiled lightly: "Don't joke with me. Xi City is a heavy industrial city, backed by a steel factory, and you have a close friendship with Uncle Sun. Money is the least of the problems, right?"
Lin Nianhe's attitude is very firm - no bargaining, no credit!
Seeing what Director Wang had to say, Lin Nianhe said directly: "After I prepare the design drawings of this production line, I will directly transfer it to the Jingcheng Machinery Factory for production. Although the machinery factory will give priority to foreign trade exports, they also have their own principles. , then you can go to the capital and have detailed discussions with them."
Director Wang choked back his words.
His mouth was half open, and no words came out for a while.
That's right, no matter how powerful Lin Nianhe is, she is only an eighteen-year-old girl. Even if she has face, she cannot really have the ability to influence the sales pricing and process of a factory.
He could only grasp the most important sentence: "Xiao Lin, you must say a few more words for me!"
"Of course, Wang Shumei is my best friend. She is from Xixi City, so I will naturally consider her and her hometown."
Lin Nianhe's smile was as bright as a flower, and the fox's tail was wagging.
Factory Director Wang: "...!"
He is not a fool, of course he knows what Lin Nianhe's words mean——
Watch out for Chen Daya in prison and Dad Wang outside prison, and don't let them act like monsters.
Factory Director Wang twitched the corner of his lips and replied in a seemingly irrelevant manner: "Of course, of course, I will do what I should do."
Lin Nianhe was very satisfied with this statement. She kept smiling and chatted with Factory Director Wang for a few words before leaving.
Factory Director Wang quickly took out a bunch of gifts that he had prepared for her and said, "These are the products of our factory. Please help taste them to see if you can contribute to earning foreign exchange through exports!"
It was a rattan box, very big, weighing thirty to forty pounds.
Lin Nianhe smiled slightly, but his words were extremely firm: "No need, I have basically eaten all the things you have here, and I have already made a judgment. You can take these things back."
Giving gifts is an art, and receiving gifts is a skill.
Many times, accepting a gift is setting a price for yourself. Only if you don't accept it will people be in awe, uncertain and guessing.
Lin Nianhe came and left empty-handed, leaving hope for the food factory and countless dead brain cells for Director Wang.
Director Wang stood at the factory gate for a long time, thinking for a long time. The only thing he wanted to understand was——
He had to go to the steel factory to find Lao Sun. He might not be able to borrow money from him in the future!
Thinking like this, Director Wang went to the steel factory without stopping.
Director Sun happened to be in the factory and welcomed him into the office enthusiastically.
Director Sun seemed to know what Director Wang had gone through. He poured him a cup of tea, suppressed a bad smile and asked, "How about it? Send Comrade Xiao Lin back?"
Factory Director Wang glared at him and took a sip of hot water before breathing a sigh of relief.
Speaking of Lin Nianhe, Factory Manager Wang couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, if only my daughter could be as capable as Xiao Lin."
Director Sun looked at him in shock: "Has your ancestral tomb been moved to the imperial mausoleum?"
