The next morning, around seven o'clock, Wang Jun drove over, and Wang Ying came along.
"Brother Jun, Sister Wang, so early?" Chen Xihua was a little surprised, holding a half-eaten steamed bun in her hand. She was having breakfast on the first floor of the hotel with Uncle Zhang and Li Shisheng.
"Little Fifth Sister, don't rush, eat slowly. It's my grandfather who urged my brother to eat. My grandfather knows you're here and heard you also want to cooperate. He'll probably go to the No. 2 Garment Factory later." Wang Ying gave Little Fifth Sister a heads-up so she could be mentally prepared.
"Huh? Your grandfather? He..." Chen Xihua almost choked while biting her steamed bun. Was Old Factory Director Wang going too? Did he not want the No. 2 Garment Factory to be acquired? She didn't intend to acquire it completely; it was a collaborative effort. She should agree, right?
"Little Fifth Sister, you'll find out soon enough!" Wang Jun was a little embarrassed. He couldn't figure out his grandfather's thoughts. When he left in the morning, his grandfather looked calm and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or not.
Ten minutes later, the five people got into a small truck and set off for the No. 2 Garment Factory. The provincial capital of the southern province is called Yun City, and the No. 2 Garment Factory is located five or six kilometers away in the southern suburbs of Yun City, a half-hour drive from the city center.
Around eight o'clock, Chen Xihua and her group arrived at the No. 2 Garment Factory. She noticed that there were relatively few buildings in the suburbs and some farmland in the distance. The No. 2 Garment Factory was located on a large open plain in the southern suburbs of the city, covering an area of more than ten acres. The buildings were all single-story bungalows, except for one small two-story building that looked like the office building for the leaders.
When Wang Jun parked his car at the entrance of the No. 2 Garment Factory, Chen Xihua saw from inside the car that the iron plaque above the entrance had the four large characters "No. 2 Garment Factory" written on it. It was a bit old, but the words were still clearly visible!
At this moment, four or five people were already standing at the door. One of them was an elderly man in his sixties or seventies with white hair, wearing a Zhongshan suit. He stood in the middle with a calm expression. His eyes were a little small, but they seemed to be slightly narrowed, as if to see people more clearly. They were a little cloudy, but very sharp and stubborn.
He must be Wang Jun's grandfather, the first director of the No. 2 Garment Factory!
The person supporting him was a man in his fifties, wearing a blue-black work uniform. His face showed some fatigue and worry, but his eyes were very easygoing, generous, steady, and conscientious.
This should be the current factory director, and also the uncle of Wang Jun and his sister.
Sure enough, Chen Xihua had just guessed that!
Wang Ying opened the car door, jumped out, and ran over to support the old man on the other side. She said anxiously, "Grandpa, why are you waiting at the door instead of sitting inside? You just recovered from your cold!" Then she called out to the person next to her, "Uncle!"
"I'm fine, Xiaoying, why are you in such a hurry, young lady?" The old man finally showed a slight expression on his face, blaming his granddaughter for always being so impulsive!
"Xiaoying, what brings you here? Isn't your shop open today?" The man in his fifties, whom she called "uncle," asked Wang Ying gently.
"Uncle, you'll find out soon enough!" Wang Ying said, feigning mystery and speaking in a lighthearted tone.
A minute later, Chen Xihua and Wang Jun, along with the other three, got out of the car and approached the gate to greet the group.
"Grandpa, Uncle, let's go in first!" Wang Jun saw his grandfather with a serious face at the door and was afraid that Chen Xihua would be in a difficult position, so he quickly told them to go in!
However, Grandpa Wang, who was at the front, only glanced at his grandson without saying a word, but fixed his gaze on Chen Xihua behind him.
A girl who was not yet thirteen years old, about 1.6 meters tall, with regular and delicate features, not yet fully grown up and still a bit childish, with a generous and proper smile on her face, and bright, dark eyes that were very clever and bright when she looked around. She was dressed in clothes that looked like boys' clothes, a white top and black pants, and her hair was tied in a high ponytail. She was a spirited little girl and looked quite nice!
And he's carrying a blue schoolbag on his back! Could this be some kid on a field trip to the suburbs?
But Grandpa Wang knew in his heart that it wasn't her. It was this little girl who dared to ask for 60% of the shares of the No. 2 Garment Factory. He wanted to see just how capable she was!
"Hello Grandpa Wang, hello Factory Manager, my name is Chen Xihua, you can call me Xiao Wu. These two are from our small workshop, Zhang Anmin and Li Shisheng. We came from Gaoyang County, Jiang City. We apologize for bothering you!" Chen Xihua noticed Grandpa Wang's gaze, but she was not timid at all. She quickly stepped forward, nodded slightly, and greeted him with a very confident and generous smile!
"Hello, Mr. Wang! Hello, Factory Director!" Uncle Zhang and Li Shisheng also stepped forward, greeted them politely, and then stepped back.
The factory manager replied with a smile, "Hello, Miss Chen!"
At this moment, only Chen Xihua, the Wang family grandfather and grandson, and the factory director were in the middle of the doorway!
Chen Xihua stood there calmly, letting them look her over!
"Grandpa, Uncle, let's go in first! Little Fifth Miss, this is my grandpa and my eldest uncle. My uncle's surname is Yang!" Wang Jun couldn't stand it anymore. His eyelids twitched. Grandpa really had to keep staring at Chen Xihua at the factory gate. Was he unhappy that he brought someone back? Or was he unhappy that it was just a young girl?
Wang Ying, supporting her grandfather, also noticed that the atmosphere was a bit off. She blinked and secretly winked at Chen Xihua: Little Fifth Sister, don't mind him, my grandfather is just like that, a bit serious!
“Yes, yes, Father, let’s go in first! Miss Wu, this way please!” The fifty-year-old man was none other than Director Yang of the No. 2 Garment Factory! He quickly spoke up to ease the awkwardness.
"Okay, Director Yang, thank you for your help!" Chen Xihua first smiled and glanced at Sister Wang Ying, then greeted Director Yang again.
After Director Yang spoke, even though Grandpa Wang didn't say a word, the group still managed to enter the No. 2 Garment Factory and went up to the second floor of the separate two-story office building, where there was a large office!
Inside was a long table. Director Yang helped Grandpa Wang to the front and sat down at the head of the table. Chen Xihua and the other two sat opposite them, with their backs to the outside and near the door.
Wang Jun and his sister sat on either side of the long table, along with two office directors from the No. 2 Garment Factory.
"Miss Chen Xihua, my son Junzi said you also have some ideas about my No. 2 Garment Factory. So please tell us!" Factory Director Yang spoke first, after all, he was the host! If he didn't take the initiative to speak and tried to make things difficult for a young girl, that wouldn't be a show of force, but rather a sign of weakness and lack of responsibility!
“Okay, Director Yang, you can just call me Xiao Wu!” Chen Xihua nodded in response, then took out the project plan that Old Man Qin had written for her from her blue backpack, as well as five or six clothing design sketches that she had drawn during the summer vacation!
"Director Yang, this is my project proposal. Please take a look!" Chen Xihua stood up, picked up the proposal and design drawings, walked to Director Yang, and handed them to him with both hands.
Although the person who speaks first or expresses their intentions first is more likely to lose in negotiations, she felt there was no need to waste time. After all, she was the junior, so being straightforward would better express her sincerity!
"Okay, okay!" Factory Director Yang smiled and took it, then began to look at it carefully.
Grandpa Wang next to him wanted to see, but was unwilling to take the initiative to move closer. He glanced at his son-in-law and thought, "Such a blockhead! Can't he just lay it out in the middle to look at it?" Then he turned to Chen Xihua, who was walking back to her seat calmly. "The young lady is quite sensible!"
After about ten minutes, Director Yang finished reading, feeling excited, hesitant, and uneasy.
He looked up and found his father-in-law looking at him strangely. At first, he didn't understand what it meant, but when he noticed his father-in-law glancing at the plan in his hand, he immediately understood and handed it over, but he was still looking at a few drawings in his hand!
“Then I’ll call you Little Fifth Sister. I want to ask…” Factory Director Yang had finished reading and was about to ask some questions when Grandpa Wang interrupted him.
"Old man, I haven't finished reading yet!" Grandpa Wang glared at him, his slightly hoarse throat emitting a deep sound.
Chen Xihua sat quietly. She noticed that Grandpa Wang's temper was a bit like Old Man Qin's. They were both stubborn and a bit obstinate, but not in a way that was stuck in their ways.
She looked around again. Shi Sheng was sitting on the edge of the chair, his body slightly tense, looking a little nervous. Uncle Zhang was sitting very upright, his facial expression well-controlled; it was clear that even after retiring from the army, he still maintained a good mental state!
About ten minutes later, Grandpa Wang had finished looking at it and was now looking at the design drawings!
"Chen girl, you didn't write this project proposal, did you?" Grandpa Wang could tell at a glance that the handwriting on the proposal must have been done by a calligrapher with decades of experience!
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