The three of them returned to the car, and Li Xiucheng put down the passenger seat and lay down to think.
I thought I could negotiate a cooperation quickly, but I didn't want to come here in a hurry. I didn't even see anyone. It was really unlucky.
Lu Pingnan was also very angry because of what just happened, and said, "Xiucheng, I think that person's attitude is wrong."
"There's something wrong." Zhao Qiang also echoed: "When I first heard that we wanted to seek cooperation, Wang was a little unhappy, but his emotions were not that strong. It wasn't until he heard that we were going to sell instruments that he became like that, just like... ..”
Lu Pingnan clapped his hands: "It's like we are enemies with him."
"Yes! That's it." Zhao Qiang nodded, feeling that this description was too appropriate, but he immediately felt confused: "But we have never met before, why does he hate us so much?"
Lu Pingnan did not expect this. At this moment, Li Xiucheng's voice sounded faintly.
"Because what he hates is not our people at all, but our behavior and salesmanship... He has touched his cake."
"Yes, what Mr. Li said makes sense."
"I see, it's no wonder."
Lu Pingnan and Zhao Qiang were stunned at the same time, and then looked at Li Xiucheng with his eyes closed: "Then Mr. Li, what should we do next?"
Under the expectant gazes of the two people, Li Xiucheng suddenly opened his eyes: "Let's dig deeper!"
....
When it was time to get off work, groups of workers left the factory together. Liu Zhiguo stretched his waist and hurried out in greasy work clothes without changing his clothes.
As soon as he reached the door, the guard grabbed him.
"Uncle Liu, wait!"
Liu Zhiguo glanced at Zhao Xue and said impatiently: "What are you doing?"
"I have something to do with you." Zhao Xue reluctantly took the loose cigarette off his left ear and put it into Liu Zhiguo's mouth.
The mellow scent of shredded tobacco entered his nose. Liu Zhiguo couldn't help but froze when he saw the brand. He hadn't smoked in a long time, let alone such a high-end Chinese smoke.
He took off his cigarette and licked his dry lips.
"Have you made a fortune? Are you trying to rectify China?"
"I've become rich and I still work as a shabby doorman?" Zhao Xue curled his lips: "Would you like to introduce you to a job where I can make some money for cigarettes?"
"What kind of work? You know I don't have time."
"I know! I won't waste your time, just a few words." Zhao Xue said, pointing to the road ahead on the right: "There is a car over there, and there are a few outsiders who want to know about the situation in the factory. I recommend about you."
"Outlander? What do you want to do?" Liu Zhiguo frowned.
"Don't worry, I just want to find some orders for cooperation, probably supply or something, but Wang Goucai stopped me. I want to find someone to inquire."
Hearing Wang Goucai, Liu Zhiguo twitched the corners of his mouth, reached out, grabbed the matches on the table and shook them.
Very full!
He nodded with satisfaction and walked out: "I understand."
"Hey! The wild goose is plucking its hair!" Zhao Xue shook his head in amusement as he watched the match go away from him, and then couldn't help sighing: "It's not easy for Lao Liu either."
No one spoke in the car, and Li Xiucheng was half asleep and half awake. Suddenly there was a knock on the car door, and he was startled. He sat up and looked out the window, and saw an old face stained with oil.
Opening the car door, Li Xiucheng got out of the car, cleared his dry throat and asked, "Excuse me, are you..."
"My name is Liu Zhiguo. Mr. Zhao said there is a job to make money for cigarettes. Is it you?" Liu Zhiguo said straight to the point.
It was rare for someone to withdraw money directly like this. Li Xiucheng was stunned and looked Liu Zhiguo up and down. This guy looked to be in his fifties or sixties. His dirty and tattered work clothes had lost their original color. They must have not been washed for a long time.
Because he is very thin, his height of about 1.7 meters makes him look particularly tall. His hair is short and uneven, which he must have done himself, and his face has deep wrinkles.
An old worker who looks extremely downtrodden.
Seeing that the young man in front of him didn't speak, Liu Zhiguo said impatiently: "What? It's not you? Then I'm leaving."
Li Xiucheng looked away and said hurriedly: "It's us, Master Liu, let's get into the car and talk."
With that said, he stepped forward and took the initiative to help open the rear door.
Liu Zhiguo was stunned by his sudden movement. How could the young man's appraising eyes just now be hidden from him, thinking that this young man looked down on him.
But he didn't expect that it was not what he thought. Instead of looking down on him, the other party actually opened the door for him himself.
Now he felt a little uncomfortable, and said awkwardly: "No, I'm covered in oil, and it won't be easy to wash the car if it's dirty."
Li Xiucheng patted the car door and said with a smile: "It's okay, let's talk about it after we get in the car. Seeing as you haven't changed your clothes, you must be in a hurry to go home. Which direction is your home? Let's talk while walking."
Once he heard that he could talk while walking, Liu Zhiguo no longer hesitated. When he got into the car, he straightened his back and moved his butt forward as little as possible to touch the seat cushion.
Li Xiucheng helped to close the door before getting into the car. "Master Liu pointed out the way down and we talked as we walked."
"Thank you." Liu Zhiguo thanked him softly and then said: "Turn around and walk straight ahead. Turn right at the second intersection..." After saying that, he suppressed another sentence: "Don't be in a hurry."
"Good!"
The car started, Liu Zhiguo felt a slight shaking, and then asked: "If you want to ask anything, just ask, I will tell you everything I know."
"My name is Li Xiucheng, we are from Xingrong Machinery Factory."
Li Xiucheng introduced himself first, and just after he finished speaking, Liu Zhiguo said: "Your DS43 pressure test pump is a bit backward. Our factory will not use it if there is no improved version."
"Huh?" Li Xiucheng said unexpectedly: "Master Liu knows about the products of our factory?"
Liu Zhiguo raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with some satisfaction, "Of course, there is no equipment related to air conditioning and pressure equipment for which I don't know the parameters and design principles."
Hiss~
Li Xiucheng was not just surprised this time, but was surprised. Air conditioners and pressure equipment ranged from high-end to ordinary, but their scope was extremely broad. If Liu Zhiguo hadn't lied, this guy would have been a technical master.
But how could a technical expert be so miserable?
He was a little confused and asked tentatively: "What position does Master Liu hold in Huabao?"
Hearing this question, Liu Zhiguo was a little disappointed and said calmly: "There is no position, just an ordinary mechanic."
Can ordinary mechanics have that kind of technical knowledge reserve? What's going on?
Either he was bragging, or there was a story.
However, it was not easy to get too in-depth with this new acquaintance, so Li Xiucheng changed the subject: "Well, the truth is, our factory has started reforms, and now we have developed new products, pressure gauges, and ordinary portable pressure gauges.
Because the production and installation of Huabao split air conditioners has a huge demand for pressure instruments, we traveled thousands of miles to seek cooperation. "
