Chapter 69

At the Fourth Food Factory, workers carried red buckets and wiped the glass windows vigorously with rags.

Director Qian put one hand on his waist and held a purple clay teapot in the other, pointing and saying, "Clean the upper left corner, quickly, so that the distinguished guest can see what it looks like when there is dust on it."

The worker who was cleaning the windows with his back to him rolled his eyes and stretched out his arms to clean them. It was said that a Hong Kong businessman was coming to visit the factory. As soon as the news came, the factory director used the loudspeaker of the radio station to broadcast the news to everyone that they had to come to work early and do a thorough cleaning.

So the workers worked hard to clean the glass all morning.

Director Qian took a sip of the tea in the purple clay teapot, squinted his eyes, and looked at his factory like Maitreya Buddha. Director Qian's father was the earliest veteran of this factory. When the factory was built, the first batch of sugar was made by Director Qian's father.

Director Qian grew up in this factory. He has been running around in the factory buildings since he was old enough to play hide-and-seek. There is no place he has not been to. This place is like his home.

I just don't know what's going on. The performance has been getting worse and worse in recent years. He didn't care at first and continued to live his leisurely life. After all, the factory's performance is poor, what does it have to do with him as the factory director? Anyway, everything is paid for by the "plan", so it doesn't matter what happens, as long as it doesn't delay his morning tea.

However, the situation changed and reform took place! This "reform" "reformed" his leisure time. How dare the supply and marketing cooperatives refuse to accept the goods from their factory? It was really outrageous.

Director Qian still had some feelings for the Fourth Food Factory. Seeing the situation change, he was secretly anxious. He had no choice but to be anxious. When the bonus was lowered, the workers lined up outside his office and made a fuss.

They are colleagues who have spent a long time together, and Director Qian cannot really ignore their opinions.

After worrying for half a year, I finally heard good news that a businessman from Hong Kong planned to visit the factory.

This is a rare opportunity. He is from Hong Kong and he knows he has a lot of money. If he can place an order, it must be a big order! Then the Fourth Food Factory can earn foreign exchange. The next time he meets the director of another food factory, he will be able to hold his head high.

The premise is that this person has to be real.

Director Qian is a "second-generation factory manager". To have managed to get to the position of factory director in such a chaotic era, he must have some outstanding qualities and is not just a good-for-nothing.

Therefore, this inspection was very important. Not only was it the legendary Hong Kong businessman who was inspecting the Fourth Food Factory, but it was also him as the factory director who was inspecting the other party.

Humph, if it is true, then of course he is welcome. But if someone uses the name to do trouble, then he has the ability to make people pay for it.

Director Qian narrowed his eyes, took another sip of tea, and continued to direct: "The one on the right, wash the rag and wipe it again. Make sure it is polished."

A worker who was watching the movement of the gate shouted from afar: "Here they come, they are at the door!"

As soon as she stepped into the gate of the Fourth Food Factory, Chen Lanjun smelled a sweet scent.

Compared to other factory managers, one big advantage of working in a food factory is that the smell in the factory is more pleasant, unlike the unpleasant smell of engine oil or glue.

After all, it was an old state-owned food factory, and the scale of the building was more impressive than her small factory in the countryside of Pengcheng. Four Soviet-style red brick factory buildings stood upright in the sun, and in front of the first factory building there was a lavish red brick covered corridor.

There are two red brick bungalows on the right. The one in front has signs that read "Workers' Canteen" and "Convenience Store". From the one in the back you can faintly hear the childish singing of children, "Our motherland is a garden, and the flowers in the garden are so bright"... It sounds like a nursery teacher is teaching singing.

A state-owned factory, a small but complete society, is home to the backbone of this country.

Chen Lanjun felt a little emotional. Who could have thought that everything so prosperous before her would collapse so easily in the future?

If we manage it well now, maybe it's not too late.

"General Manager Chen, this way."

Chen Lanjun came to her senses and followed him forward. Many people suddenly walked out of the corridor of the first factory building, led by a fat middle-aged man wearing a blue Mao suit and smiling.

"General Manager Chen has come from afar, thank you for your hard work."

Chen Lanjun nodded and took off her sunglasses: "It's not that I came from far away. I've been back to Suicheng for a few days."

Director Qian led the way with a smile: "Isn't Mr. Chen from Hong Kong?"

"My eldest sister is," Chen Lanjun said, "She passed away many years ago. You know."

"I understand, I understand. So that's why. I hear Mr. Chen's accent doesn't sound like he's from Hong Kong." Director Qian nodded quickly, with an expression that said, "Mr. Chen is really courageous. There are many wealthy people in Hong Kong now, and they all came from here."

"My sister is definitely capable, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to create this family business. Thanks to her and the opening up of the Special Administrative Region, I was able to get a job and do a little work."

Director Qian smiled and said:

"The voice of a young phoenix is ​​definitely clearer than that of an old phoenix. The meeting room is on the next floor. Please come in."

After a few simple conversations, Chen Lanjun's expression became a little more serious.

This Factory Director Qian is definitely not the fool that the legend says he is, and he is definitely not someone who is easily fooled.

Although he was smiling and looked like the silly son of a landlord, he asked her questions as soon as they met and even set a small trap. He asked her questions even though he clearly heard her accent. If she lied directly, she would be exposed immediately.

This man is very wary. It would be impossible to directly use his status to intimidate him and ask him to agree to contract the workshop, as he did in Pengcheng County. He would have to think carefully and be more roundabout.

Chen Lanjun lowered her eyes, thinking as she walked, and by the time she arrived at the meeting room, she had made up her mind.

The white porcelain cup with tea leaves already in it was filled with hot water. In the rising steam, Director Qian introduced the basic situation of the factory with a smile. "...In short, our Fourth Food Factory has a long history, has been commended by the superiors, and the workers are also very experienced. No matter how big the order is, we will definitely complete the task with high standards and strict requirements."

The factory cadres sitting nearby quietly turned their heads away, unable to bear to look directly at him. They were impressed by Director Qian's attitude of lying with his eyes open. He had been commended by his superiors, but that was during the time of the old director. How could it have anything to do with the present?

Director Qian talked a lot and Chen Lanjun listened quietly, trying to catch some truth from the boasting. This factory used to mainly produce candies, biscuits and other foods, so it had a solid foundation.

After Director Qian finished speaking, there was silence for a while, but Chen Lanjun was still silent.

Director Qian had no choice but to remind him awkwardly: "Um, Mr. Chen, I have finished my introduction."

Chen Lanjun nodded, without commenting, and said, "I am a pragmatic person. If it is convenient, why don't we go to visit the factory first?"

"Okay, I'll take you there."

Director Qian stood up and winked at the worker sitting next to him. The worker understood and hurried into the factory to open several temporarily idle production lines.

A worker scoffed: "Didn't they say it would waste electricity if it was not released?"

"The Hong Kong businessmen are here, so we have to open the business. If they can place an order, we will get our bonus! Don't be so sullen, smile. Today, Director Qian is so smiling."

Come to think of it, since it’s for yourself, just smile.

So when Chen Lanjun arrived at the workshop, what she saw were the workers smiling beside the production line. You have to say, they really looked happy and positive, if you ignored the small amount of materials on the production line.

When they arrived at the workshop, Chen Lanjun still said nothing. She folded her arms and watched the whole process in silence with a very arrogant look.

Even when Director Qian asked her questions, she would answer with just one or two words.

Director Qian was a little anxious because of Chen Lanjun's attitude, as he was not sure about her attitude.

After the factory tour, Chen Lanjun put on his sunglasses again and led the group away without expressing any opinions or mentioning any cooperation.

The next day, Director Qian called Atong, who had introduced Chen Lanjun to the factory, to his office and asked, "What exactly does Mr. Chen mean?"

Atong hesitated: "Actually... forget it."

"Forget it, just explain yourself clearly." Director Qian's face darkened and he asked Atong to explain himself clearly.

Atong sighed: "Xiao Chen always feels that our existing equipment may not meet the requirements of their company."