After listening, Lin Chuan roughly understood what was going on.
"Director Wang, may I take a look at the blueprints and the damp timber?"
Wang Bin nodded. "No problem, I'll take you to the factory."
Wang Bin is now feeling like he's trying anything, even if it's a hopeless situation.
If we can't deliver in time, we'll lose a lot of money.
But it wouldn't hurt to let Lin Chuan take a look now.
Lin Chuan followed Wang Bin to the factory. Wang Bin called out, "Old Fang, find me the blueprints for this wardrobe."
Fang Xingde was a veteran in the factory and considered himself to be skilled and experienced.
"Factory manager, the blueprints." He took the blueprints over and glanced at Lin Chuan several times.
Wang Bin handed the blueprints to Lin Chuan, then walked towards the area in the factory where the damp wood was stored.
Lin Chuan looked at the blueprints. They were actually typical modular cabinets of this era, quite long and capable of taking up an entire wall.
On the far left is a double-door wardrobe, in the middle is a dressing table style, and on the right is a single-door wardrobe with a mirror.
It must be said that at this time, this type of modular cabinet was very popular, and the price was also high.
Lin Chuan then looked at the piece of damp wood that Wang Bin had mentioned. It was a small square piece of very good quality, inlaid between the wardrobe and the dressing table.
It's now warped due to moisture and can no longer be inlaid.
Actually, if Wang Bin and the others weren't in a hurry to use this thing, they could have simply discarded it and carved it into other designs to make a headboard or something.
Wang Bin noticed that Lin Chuan seemed to be thinking about something, so he didn't disturb him.
After a long pause, Lin Chuan finally spoke, "Director Wang, this Xiao Fang isn't impossible to change, it'll just be a little troublesome."
Wang Bin hadn't held out much hope, thinking that at worst he could just lose money and start over once the timber arrived.
Upon hearing Lin Chuan's words, his eyes lit up immediately. "Lin Chuan, you mean this can be changed?"
Lin Chuan nodded, "It's just a bit troublesome."
Fang Xingde, who had come over from the side, looked Lin Chuan up and down. "Young man," he said, "you don't look that old, do you? This wood is all warped like this. How are you going to fix it? You can't just make empty promises. Besides, furniture factories are known for their integrity. They'd rather lose money than sell inferior goods."
Lin Chuan had seen too many people like Fang Xingde in his past life. They were old, considered themselves to have the most experience, and looked down on young people.
More often than not, they are unwilling to accept new things.
Lin Chuan naturally didn't want to argue with him too much; he wanted to see if Wang Bin would do it or not.
Lin Chuan picked up the most warped piece of wood. "Director Wang, the wood is severely warped. We can recut the wardrobe and dressing table next to it to fit this warped piece of wood. Of course, these pieces of wood will also need to be trimmed to make them look nice and neat, and to ensure they fit together perfectly."
Fang Xingde mocked Lin Chuan from the side, "You recut the sides? They were all neat before, how are you going to cut them? Young man, I can tell you don't do things often, and you don't have much work experience, do you? It's not what you imagined."
Lin Chuan laughed and said, "Actually, when we make furniture, why does every piece of wood have to be perfectly square?"
In his past life, he saw many creative furniture pieces that sold well and were very effective.
Fang Xingde seemed about to say something, but Wang Bin waved his hand, "Lin Chuan, I understand what you're saying, but how do you re-cut both sides and make them fit perfectly?"
Lin Chuan said confidently, "I can draw it myself. Director Wang, your workers can just carve it out according to the lines I draw. If you're worried about the effect, we can try one set and see the result. If it works, the others can be made the same way."
Wang Bin couldn't imagine what it would look like after the repair, but seeing Lin Chuan's confident demeanor in his early twenties, he regained his confidence.
"Okay, Lin Chuan, you try one set first, and I'll take a look."
Fang Xingde looked down on Lin Chuan, always thinking he was too young.
"Young man, are you twenty years old this year?"
Lin Chuan said, "Twenty-two."
"Twenty-two is a good age, but it's never good for young people to talk big," Fang Xingde said.
Lin Chuan didn't mind. "You're right. Young people should be more down-to-earth and do practical things."
Fang Xingde didn't say anything more. He wanted to see what Lin Chuan could do with the modular cabinet.
He knew Wang Bin was anxious, but Tang Xuezhen had brought the person over, so he couldn't just ignore it.
"Hey Da Bin, you're really in a hurry. Lin Chuan came all the way here for me. He's been on the road for so long, he needs to rest."
Wang Bin slapped his forehead and laughed, "Sorry, sorry, I was too hasty. Lin Chuan, let's go eat first, then get some rest, and we'll deal with it tomorrow."
The group arrived at the state-run restaurant, where Wang Bin ordered four dishes: braised pork, a large platter of braised pork head and pork hock, stewed cabbage with pork belly and tofu, and scrambled eggs with scallions.
You should know that these are all fancy dishes, and not many families can afford to eat them.
Lin Chuan was indeed hungry after all that running around, so he didn't hold back.
A few people sat together, eating and chatting. The atmosphere was quite nice, but no one drank alcohol.
After dinner, Wang Bin originally intended to take Lin Chuan back to his home, since it would be convenient for him to go to the factory the next day.
Tang Xuezhen refused, saying, "I have something to discuss with Lin Chuan. I'll deliver it to you first thing tomorrow morning."
Lin Chuan then went back to Tang Xuezhen's home.
Tang Xuezhen's home is in the alley behind the Grain and Oil Reserve Bureau.
The yard was tidy and some things were drying.
Dried potatoes, dried eggplant, garlic, and so on—they're clearly frugal people; they've prepared everything.
As soon as you enter, you'll see Tang Xuezhen's wife, Luo Yazhu, cooking.
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