In the morning, Li Wenjun discovered that Li Changming was making children's dining chairs again, and asked strangely: "Dad, it's too early for you to make it for my little nephew."
Li Wenyong became angry and hit Li Wenjun on the arm: "What nonsense are you talking about? Uncle Su next door saw Diandian's chair and thought it was good. He wanted to make one for his grandson."
Li Wenjun suddenly understood, avoiding Li Wenyong, and nodded: "Dad, not bad. Your carpentry business has started. How much do you charge for a chair?"
Li Changming glared: "You bastard are talking nonsense again. Do you have the nerve to accept money for helping me make a small object?"
Li Wenjun smiled: "As long as you are happy."
You are embarrassed to accept money, but others are embarrassed to do things for you in vain, and if there is the first one, there will be the second one. Make a chair today and make a bed tomorrow. As long as Li Changming doesn't resist, it will only become more and more excessive.
However, he has no intention of stopping Li Changming now.
First, Li Changming wanted to practice and find out how he felt before.
Secondly, there is no point in talking about profits before word of mouth has been established.
Li Wenjun went out to practice football, but he saw a strange middle-aged man standing at the door with his hands behind his back, looking around.
"Who are you looking for?" he stepped forward and asked.
"Is Comrade Li Wenjun here?" the man said.
Li Wenjun nodded: "Yes, I am."
The man looked Li Wenjun up and down: "Not bad, young man. I heard that you made the walkie-talkie that Director Zhou holds?"
Li Wenjun chuckled secretly: Sure enough, no matter how much Zhou Liguo kept it secret, someone would still find out the truth.
He also recognized that this person seemed to be sitting on the stage at the conference that day. He was the leader of the phosphate mine of the brother unit.
The man said: "I also want to rent two for half a year, but I don't have that much money with me. I only bring 100 yuan. Can I write you an IOU first?"
Li Wenjun smiled: "Yes, why not? Since we are brothers, I will rent it to you at the price given to Director Zhou, and the conditions are the same. Please come in."
Li Wenjun turned around and came out with the contract.
The man looked around in the living room and sighed: "It's really hard for you to make such sophisticated equipment under such conditions. Have you ever thought about developing in other units?"
When Li Wenjun heard this, he said, "Hey, renting something is fake, but poaching is real."
He replied sincerely: "I've thought about it, but my family are all here. Unless I can't stay any longer, I won't leave for the time being."
The man nodded, took the contract, read it, signed and fingerprinted it, left his detailed mailing address and phone number, wrote an IOU, and said: "I will remit the remaining 500 yuan to you when I get back. You arrive Just send the IOU back to me when the time comes."
"Okay, this is nothing." Li Wenjun took 10 pieces of unity. The best thing about this era is that everyone is more honest. After all, most of them are public versus public.
Li Wenjun took out two walkie-talkies and showed them to the man for trial use.
After making so many, his production level of that key component is getting higher and higher. The clarity of calls is also much higher.
The man was very satisfied: "If you want to leave at any time, please call me at any time. We can also help with your family's work at that time. As far as I know, your lover, father and brother are the backbone of various positions, so We welcome them, too. It's not a big deal."
Li Wenjun smiled and said: "Okay, thank you for thinking so highly of me."
He knew this feeling of thirsting for talents.
When the company is expanding rapidly, as long as someone comes, he will start to figure out in his mind what position this person is suitable for and what conditions he can give to impress him.
When Li Wenjun sent the other party out, he caught a glimpse of Wang Xiaoshan in the distance pretending to be passing by accidentally. He was secretly amused: "If you want to see it, just look at it openly. There is no need to be so evasive. I'm afraid you don't know."
The preliminary round was played for four consecutive days. Women's basketball games basically rely on group fights. Whichever team can score a few goals between group fights will win.
The referee was also completely flat, unless the fight for the ball reached a stalemate, then he would blow the whistle to stop the one-on-one fight, and then switch to fighting for the ball in the middle line, so that all the lesbians could join the "battle".
The audience watched the game with the mentality of watching a martial arts movie. Anyway, at the end of every game, no player can leave neatly and intact.
When the last game ended, Zhao Lin shouted angrily from the sidelines: "Today's martial arts competition was really exciting."
Li Wenjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Is this a martial arts competition? Neither free fighting nor Sanda include fighting like this."
Although there is no suspense in the men's team, it is much more exciting.
The men's team of the hospital were all doctors and were weaker than those of the government team, and they ran into the traditional strong technical school team. The technical school team was afraid of being too rude and hurting the doctors, and would be retaliated against in the hospital bed later, so they played cautiously.
The doctor is used to handling the scalpel and is very careful.
The two teams played very civilized and cleanly, and the hospital team also lost very cleanly.
The transport team was originally relatively strong, but unfortunately it encountered the overlord team underground and was killed immediately.
The logistics people are all employees of the canteen supply and marketing cooperative, and they have no power to fight back against the school team.
A summary: miserable!
Two words to sum it up: miserable!
Three words to summarize: Too miserable!
The situation of the logistics team was so bad that the cheerleaders cried loudly and said, "It's too hurtful. In the future, when we provide meals to the children in the school, we should provide less food. Only vegetables and no meat."
Li Wenjun must watch every game. He clearly remembers each team's tactics, advantages and disadvantages, and who is the main player in each position.
It is said that if you know yourself and your enemy, you will never be in danger. Since you are going to compete, of course you must strive to win first place.
And his goal is not just to be number one in the mining area.
In August, the provincial mining basketball competition will be held in the provincial capital. He is going to play in the provincial capital, and it is best to participate in the national mining basketball competition.
He was stupid before, thinking that he could win if he was strong, and never bothered to study his opponent. Later, I was hit a lot by others, and I realized that it was much easier to seize the other party's shortcomings and hit them hard than to confront them head-on.
As a result, after much research, the other teams have figured out strategies to deal with it, but the underground team has some headaches.
And he found that his biggest opponent was his brother-Li Wenyong.
Li Wenyong's physical advantage lies there.
The offense is fierce, the defense is tight, the skills are comprehensive, and the organizational ability is strong. He is not soft when he can play rogue, and he is not timid when it comes to skills. In confrontation, he is the strongest among the strongest.
The cooperation of key teammates is pretty good.
The only shortcoming is probably the lack of flexibility.
However, the tactics they used were hard-core enough. Against other teams, it was like a fully armed modern army fighting primitive people, killing everyone without having to adapt.
The most important thing is that he is afraid of hurting Li Wenyong's self-esteem if he wins. If you lose the fight, you will lose another good advertising opportunity.
It's really a bit of a dilemma, it's nerve-wracking...
