"Selling cakes?" Pan Lijun was confused.
Cheng Hui narrowed his eyes: "Didn't Uncle Xu tell you that I am the deputy director of Wei Feng Cake Factory?"
Since the Hongqi Commune Food Factory was gone, she would just change it to a more resounding name.
"Ah, he said it once but didn't say much. How could he care about such trivial matters." Pan Lijun said.
Cheng Hui suddenly realized that technical men are sometimes unreliable. In their eyes, anything other than professionalism is trivial.
She smiled and said: "Our factory has encountered difficulties recently. It was shut down because of poor sales. I just want to get some business from major factories and sell some cakes. Otherwise, our factory employees will lose their jobs. This is a matter of life and death." For God’s sake, I can’t leave.”
"That's alright. You can go ahead and do your business. Your eldest brother can just follow me." Pan Lijun said.
Cheng Hui immediately glanced at Zhao Daxing.
Zhao Daxing immediately said: "That won't work! Cheng Rui was specially invited by our machinery factory from the capital to study CNC machine tools. This project is also very important, and I can't let him go."
"Zhao Daxing, do you dare to steal someone from me?" Pan Lijun said in surprise.
He is a classmate of Master Zhao Daxing, and can also be regarded as his uncle!
The relationship between the two is usually very harmonious. Zhao Daxing goes to his house every year to pay New Year greetings. Now he actually dares to steal someone from him?
Zhao Daxing's calf is a little sprained, but how can a junior uncle not have a daughter-in-law!
"No, I won't let him go unless he studies CNC machine tools well!" Zhao Daxing said.
The two started arguing.
After several back and forths, Pan Lijun became anxious.
"I'm going to call the superiors right now and ask them to send Cheng Rui to our factory! I think it's you who talks better or I talk better!"
After Pan Lijun finished speaking, he took Cheng Rui and left.
Like a little daughter-in-law, Cheng Rui wanted to resist but didn't dare. She turned to look at Cheng Hui.
Cheng Hui smiled and waved goodbye to him.
Cheng Rui was taken away obediently.
Zhao Daxing also smiled, Silly Master, the real Buddha is here!
But his uncle's head may be made of titanium alloy, but he just doesn't understand. No matter what he talked about just now, the topic didn't get to the point where he ordered the cake.
"It's okay." Cheng Hui said with a smile: "When my brother can't remember it, he will understand."
Zhao Daxing was stunned and laughed.
Cheng Hui turned to greet the leader.
"Boss, Director Zhao really didn't lie to Director Fan. I asked the machinery factory to make the machines, which are just ordinary iron frames." Cheng Hui said.
"Impossible!" Fan Guangyao said: "How do you print Spring Festival couplets on that thing? Just swipe one and let me see!"
"Didn't you already see it?" Cheng Hui said.
Fan Guangyao's face suddenly stiffened. Indeed, he had seen the large batches of goods shipped in the department store today. They were definitely not written by a person, but printed by a machine.
"Oh, by the way, you left in a hurry just now, and you left before you could take the gift I prepared for you. Xiao Jiang, go to the car and get the Spring Festival couplets with the words "Fu" in them." Cheng Hui said.
Jiang Quan turned around and disappeared. He came back less than two minutes later, holding a bunch of Spring Festival couplets with blessing characters.
Cheng Hui took it but did not hand it to Fan Guangyao, but opened it to show to the leader~
"Good calligraphy!" The leader took one look at it and praised it: "Which master can write it well?"
Cheng Hui smiled and said: "It was written by my partner, Gao Yuan, an army captain."
Gao Yuan immediately stood up and shook hands with the leader.
The leader was also a soldier before, and now he heard that Gao Yuan was also a soldier, and he felt cordial.
The key is that Gao Yuan looks so lethal that both men and women can kill each other.
The two exchanged pleasantries, and then discovered that the army numbers were all the same! Suddenly he became extremely friendly.
Cheng Hui did not interrupt the chat between the two. The leader seemed to be a bit chauvinistic and would not allow women to interrupt when talking at home.
She went to find Fan Guangyao.
Fan Guangyao was a little distracted. He was probably desperately arranging and combining the dozens of iron frames in his mind.
Finally came to the conclusion that Cheng Hui was lying to him!
Cheng Hui didn't want to provoke him anymore, it was so pitiful.
"Director Fan, it's not impossible to tell you how these iron frames can be turned into a machine that can produce tens of thousands of Spring Festival couplets a day. Each person in your factory can order five cakes," Cheng Hui said.
Fan Guangyao immediately gritted his teeth. After so many years of asking for food, this was the first time he was being begged for!
"We have 20,000 people in our factory. Five workers per person costs 100,000 yuan!" he said.
"Yes, it's only 100,000. It's too cheap. If you go out and buy an imported printing press that is not as efficient as this, it will cost at least several hundred thousand dollars. So, you can order 20 of them each, and I will tell you." Cheng Hui said.
Fan Guangyao immediately said: "Five!"
"No, 15." Cheng Hui said.
The two saw and sawed, and the final number was set at eight.
However, Cheng Hui told him that he would be given a 20% discount, and eight items would only cost six and a half, which made him feel more comfortable.
"But I can't tell you the specific usage until the first day of the new year." Cheng Hui said.
Fan Guangyao's face turned red, and smoke was coming out of his head. He felt that he had been tricked.
"Who wants to buy Spring Festival couplets after the New Year? Are you kidding me?" He turned to the leader and cried: "Look, she bullied me!"
Cheng Hui was even more aggrieved than him: "I still feel that I have suffered a loss. The market for Spring Festival couplets is completely blank. The market in the country belongs to you alone. Next year, you only need to prepare early, distribute goods in advance, follow the supply and marketing system, and sell to Across the country, you can make millions or even tens of millions a year.
"This is still one year. From now on, it will be millions, tens of millions, and hundreds of millions in a few years... No, this business will not be done.
"Uncle, find me a small printing shop. I'll change my career."
"Okay, okay!" Zhao Daxing agreed wholeheartedly. Don't tell me, he took it seriously, he was really moved, and he even wanted to do it!
Fan Guangyao was anxious: "No, no, no, I was wrong. I will teach you the first grade of junior high school! If I sell it next year, I will sell it next year! It all depends on you!"
"Then add another condition. From now on, all the old newspapers and waste cigarette boxes from your factory will be given to me for free," Cheng Hui said.
"What do you want that thing for? It's worthless!" Zhao Daxing said, "I want something else."
"If I sell waste paper, I can give some subsidies to the food factory." Cheng Hui said: "The printing factory can sell other things to create benefits for the country, so how can I make money with the country? I just want useless things."
Used books can also be sold for takeout at a discount, while expired newspapers can only be sold as scrap paper.
But Cheng Hui, who has been there, knows that old newspapers and old cigarette boxes are valuable.
Others don't know this.
The leader's eyes changed when he looked at Cheng Hui. Is this a young comrade with such progressive ideas?
Zhao Daxing knew he had a job.
"Leader, this is Cheng Hui, Engineer Cheng, who repaired our imported machine as I mentioned to you before.
"There are also new machines in the enamel factory, which she...and her brother made together."
The leader stood up and shook hands with Cheng Hui excitedly: "So it's you!"
He has received a lot of praise because of Cheng Hui, and I heard that he will be given a promotion!
Cheng Hui said a few words and pulled back her hand: "Leader, I have always wanted to make some contribution to the country. If you can't do big things, just do small things. This year, our Wei Feng Food Factory sponsored the Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters for everyone in our unit. "
Only the Spring Festival couplets with the word "Fu" will be given, but no cake will be given.
"Why do I need your stuff for nothing? It's all the hard work of the workers, and the production materials are also the cost. Let's do this. Each person in our unit will order 5 cakes as a New Year's benefit!" the leader said.
