Xu Weiwei watched as Wang Shouren's expression changed from helplessness to calmness to enthusiasm.
It was also the first time she had ever seen Wang Shouren with such an expression.
The speed at which that expression changed is incredible.
"Hahahaha!" A hearty laugh came from the other end of the phone: "My old man was right, your face can change in an instant. You know what I want, right?"
"I know, I know. How much do you want?"
"What's the price? Don't try to fool me."
"Not expensive! 3500 is fine!"
"3500? That's not expensive. How about this, you send 100 cars first and we'll test the effect. If it's good, we'll place the order. Can you deliver them in half a month? Oh, and remember to put our post office logo on them."
"Sure, no problem. I'll personally deliver it to you in half a month, and then we can have a couple of drinks."
"Goodness, this is the first time I've ever heard you offer to buy drinks. Fine, I'll wait for your treat!"
After saying that, the phone call ended.
Xu Weiwei blinked as she looked at Wang Shouren.
Wang Shouren laughed: "Go ahead and arrange it, 100 vehicles, to the post office."
Xu Weiwei was still blinking at him.
"how?"
"Why are you so happy? You've sold quite a lot these past few days, haven't you?"
“Those are all military units, there’s not much money to be made there.” Wang Shouren shook his head. In a good mood, he was still willing to teach Xu Weiwei, the newcomer: “The real money is made by these external departments. There’s a profit of over two thousand per vehicle.”
"Isn't that only 100 vehicles?"
"Heh, just you wait and see," Wang Shouren chuckled, offering no further explanation.
These days, what kind of advertising is the best? It has to be post office advertising.
"Please arrange for the technical department to modify the appearance."
"Oh, okay." Xu Weiwei paused for a moment, then picked up the documents and headed to the technical department.
After get off work, the people in Workshop 1 were overjoyed, while the people in Workshop 2 were extremely disappointed.
Li Laosi, Zhao Wu, and Wang Wang gathered together.
They were discussing something.
"Damn it, those bullshit factory director's bullshit regulations have made the security patrols much stricter these past few days, it's making things difficult for us." Zhao Wu kicked a nearby tree hard.
Li Laosi and his gang were never good people to begin with. Before that, they were a bunch of philanthropists, only they had reformed. Even after reforming, they didn't stop. Unlike Liu Hang, who smuggled out large items, they stole parts and sold them. They didn't care about their factory wages; the smuggled goods they stole each month could easily fetch over a hundred yuan.
What really bothers them is that the security department has now started conducting body searches.
This had never happened before, which is why Li Laosi always seemed to be encouraging the workers to cause trouble. Only by getting rid of the factory manager could they go back to how things were before.
"I heard that the security department's salary has also been increased, and they will be recruiting more staff," Wang Wang said, sharing the information he had gathered.
Then, all three of them fell silent.
In any case, going to Workshop 1 was not their choice. People like them would never choose to work properly.
"How about we pull off a big heist?" Li Laosi said through gritted teeth.
"How do we do it?" The two perked up.
"There are quite a few valuable items in the factory..."
"Wait, boss, you mean after we do this job, we'll run away?"
“No.” Li Laosi shook his head: “Let’s do a big job. We don’t need to run away. After we’re done, the next day, we’ll go to Workshop One. They told us to resign, right? So we’ll resign. After this big job, we’ll quit. With our skills, we can earn over a hundred yuan in Workshop One. Even if the factory manager is dishonest and fires us, it doesn’t matter. We’ll make a big profit, that’s enough.”
"But if I make a big profit and don't run away, won't I get caught?"
"Those who run are more likely to be caught..."
"There's no one in the security office at night, just an old man. It's suitable for us to handle it."
After discussing the details, the group nodded and went their separate ways.
The night was dark and the wind was high.
A bright moon hangs high in the sky.
The motorcycle factory used to have security, with the security department assigning some guards for night watch. However, the factory suffered losses year after year, and many security personnel were transferred. This resulted in no one guarding the area late at night, mainly because there were no residential areas nearby, making it unlikely anyone would come to steal anything. Besides, it would be really difficult for Liu Hang and his group to operate if someone were on guard in the middle of the night.
And so, only Grandpa Qiu was left.
Grandpa Qiu had indeed kept watch late into the night before, but Liu Hang had called him home several times, so he knew nothing about what Liu Hang and his men were doing.
The three men, hunched over, entered the factory through a dog hole on the side.
Having worked at this factory for several years, Li Laosi was quite familiar with it.
The three men were extremely arrogant; they simply wrapped black cloth around their faces and considered it done. After entering the factory, they swaggered towards the factory buildings.
"Fifth Brother, you stay outside and provide backup. I'll go in first and scout things out," Li Laosi said in a low voice, arranging the tactics.
He squatted down in front of the warehouse, holding a small wire in his hand, and poked and prodded in the lock of the warehouse door. After a short while, the warehouse door was opened.
"Wow, fourth brother, you've got the skills just as good." Wang Wang gave a thumbs up.
"Of course, how could my cooking skills be lacking?" Li Laosi smiled smugly, opened the warehouse door, and walked inside.
Upon entering the warehouse, one is immediately struck by the dazzling array of machinery.
"Come on, follow me. Let's move these things out."
"Fourth brother, how much can we make on this trip?"
"I don't know. We'll move as many as we can. At least, earning a few hundred dollars is better than doing nothing. But after this job, we can't continue. We'll have to rest for a few years."
"That's good. Working in Workshop One can earn quite a bit."
"Alright, hurry up."
Several people began to move things with great effort.
Grandpa Qiu lay in the guardhouse, half-asleep. For years, he'd been the one guarding the place late at night. He had no children, so he basically considered the guardhouse his home, and slept there too. Since no one else guarded the factory at night, he was practically the only security personnel there.
Most people think he sleeps in the guardhouse at night, but in fact he gets up to patrol every night around two or three in the morning. He used to get up twice a night.
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