Even the recipe is ready-made...
"We also heard that the production of this thing has to come from our old factory in Shanghai. That way we can rest assured!"
Although the compliment from Zhang Hongcheng was very comfortable to wear, the factory manager was still very conflicted.
"But Chief Zhang, the quantity you requested is too little!"
"We'll leave two thousand yuan here at the guesthouse. That should be enough."
"Two thousand, that's... okay? Then I'll make plans..."
For most of November, Chu Miaohong found that Zhang Hongcheng was very busy.
Sometimes I would run back just to eat her meal, give her a kiss and leave.
Zhang Hongcheng told her that he was conducting a comprehensive survey of the handicraft industry for small collective enterprises in Shanghai.
Looking at his confident look, it seems that this so-called investigation can really reveal something good?
She was both convinced and skeptical about this.
The second batch of sofa sets was delivered in the middle of the month, and the guesthouse earned more than 7,000 yuan.
Zhang Hongcheng called Secretary Zhao on time and said that the guesthouse had revenue again this month.
But Secretary Zhao only heard that the guesthouse could not receive guests yet, so he lost interest in listening any further.
How much money can a woodworking workshop with no equipment earn?
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Hongcheng shrugged and said, "We have already reported it anyway."
Who told you not to send an accountant who can do the accounting to Shanghai...
"Director!"
Chen Shuang rushed into the guesthouse like a gust of wind.
"Good news, the wood the Corps sent us has arrived!"
Zhang Hongcheng nodded casually.
"oh."
For him, the good news was just average.
But Chen Shuang seemed very anxious.
"Director, please don't be so careless. Several units are trying to steal our wood!"
Eh?
Zhang Hongcheng laughed immediately.
Hey, this is the real good news!
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