Chapter 116 Shanghai Market (I) Director Xiang is so useful! ...
At three o'clock in the morning of the next day, Wang Ying and Zhao Yunsheng got up and tiptoed downstairs, afraid of waking up the two sleeping elders.
When I got downstairs, I found that Chen Xiuqin was already preparing breakfast in the kitchen.
"Mom, didn't I tell you last night that you don't have to get up early?" Wang Ying said.
"Get up when you wake up." Chen Xiuqin was making pancakes. On the other side, steam was rising from another stove, and eggs were cooking inside. "Go wash up and clean up."
"Well, thank you, Mom." Wang Ying was very touched. After one year of marriage, her mother-in-law really had nothing to say about her.
Everything that needed to be packed was packed last night. After Wang Ying and Zhao Yunsheng washed up, they went upstairs to take down their luggage.
She rose early and ate a leisurely breakfast. Chen Xiuqin finished her meal first, then, after putting down her chopsticks, went to the kitchen and packed a bag of freshly baked pancakes, hard-boiled eggs, a small bottle of pickled vegetables with chili sauce, and a bag of cooked peanuts into the main room. The train from Beichong to Shanghai took over ten hours, so she couldn't do without some food.
Back in the main hall, Chen Xiuqin put the food and Wang Ying's gifts together and asked, "Yingzi, did you bring your teacup?"
"I brought it. It's in my bag. Thanks, Mom." Wang Ying said.
"What are you thanking me for? You're thanking me so early in the morning." Chen Xiuqin sat down at the dining table again and took out a wad of money from her pocket and put it on the table.
Wang Ying took a quick look and saw that there were at least two hundred yuan here.
"Mom?" Wang Ying was puzzled.
"Take this money. It's a rare trip to Shanghai, so you must buy something," said Chen Xiuqin.
"Mom, I have money." Wang Ying pushed the money back in front of Chen Xiuqin. She had all her and Zhao Yunsheng's salaries with her, and she didn't have much money to spend, so she praised her a lot.
"Just take it when I tell you to," Chen Xiuqin said. "If you don't, I'll be mad."
Seeing Chen Xiuqin's insistence, Wang Ying had no choice but to accept it. She wanted to say thank you, but she felt that she had already said it several times in the morning and it would be annoying to repeat it, so she said, "Mom is so good to me."
Chen Xiuqin smiled and said, "When you go to Shanghai, buy whatever you like. Don't be stingy with your money."
"I know." Wang Ying also wanted to buy it, and she brought all her money with her.
"Be careful with your money, there are pickpockets on the train!" Chen Xiuqin reminded again.
"Okay, I'll put it close to my body." Wang Ying had been stripped once on a train in his previous life.
Wang Ying put the money away, looked at his watch, and it was almost four o'clock.
"Let's go." Zhao Yunsheng saluted.
At dawn, Zhao Yunsheng drove Wang Ying to Beichong Railway Station.
There were few pedestrians along the way, and the two chatted casually. It was exactly five o'clock when they arrived at the train station.
Time was running out, so the couple hurried to the platform. Wang Ying saw Director Xiang and the other two had already arrived, and Zhou Qianjin and Feng Yun waved to her.
As soon as Wang Ying arrived, the four of them got on the train immediately.
When Zhao Yunsheng saw Wang Ying and her colleagues getting on the train, he felt an indescribable tenderness in his heart. Yingzi was working hard towards her dream.
The train departed on time, and Zhao Yunsheng and Wang Ying waved goodbye through the window.
Zhao Yunsheng rode his bike home. When he arrived at the door of his house, he saw a red sun rising from the east.
Zhao Yunsheng suddenly had an inspiration in his mind. After returning home, he immediately spread out the manuscript paper and started writing quickly.
An hour later, a farewell essay was written in one go.
Zhao Yunsheng turned around and read the essay again. His heart was filled with emotion. He really wanted to show it to Yingzi now, or read it to her... When she came back, he must show it to her as soon as possible!
Wang Ying was on the train at the moment, chatting with her colleagues. She originally wanted to lie down and catch up on some sleep, but Zhou Qianjin and Feng Yun were too excited and kept talking. Wang Ying was infected by their excitement and kept talking to them.
Feng Yun, in particular, had been reminded by Director Xiao back at the factory that, while traveling with Director Wang, she must learn more, observe more, and ask more questions, emulating his skills. If she encountered something she didn't understand, she should ask for advice, reminiscent of Lin Fanghua back then! As soon as she got in the car, Feng Yun began asking Wang Ying questions about her work.
Wang Ying has always been passionate about work and willing to lead others. One tree cannot make a forest. If she wants to achieve something, she must train more people. Even if these people don't follow her in the future, they are still contributing to socialist construction!
Feng Yun asked, Wang Ying answered. Zhou Qianjin would sometimes answer for Wang Ying, and sometimes join Feng Yun in asking Wang Ying questions. The three of them kept talking quietly, but Director Xiang remained silent. He leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, and it was unclear whether he was resting or asleep.
Long-distance train rides are tiring. Wang Ying sat and talked for over two hours, and her back and mouth were aching. She took out her teacup to get some tea and then went to the restroom. Feng Yun joined her.
Wang Ying had a good impression of Feng Yun. She was older than Wang Ying, married, and had a son and a daughter.
Feng Yun and Wang Ying stood outside the tea room, each holding a teacup, sipping tea and chatting. Alone, Feng Yun started talking to Wang Ying about her two children. Wang Ying didn't really like this; they'd been chatting about work, but now, alone, the two women were talking about their husbands and children. It was as if these were the only things women could talk about, even though they were on a business trip, for work.
"They usually sleep like little pigs, and I can't wake them up even if thunder hits them. This morning, my wife and I got up quietly, and eh? The two little ones woke up on their own! They hugged me and wouldn't let me go." Feng Yun sighed, "They were still crying when I left. I wonder how long it will take my mother-in-law to comfort them."
Wang Ying kept listening to Feng Yun, occasionally taking a sip of tea and nodding, but never responded.
Seeing that Wang Ying hadn't responded, Feng Yun felt that he had been talking too much. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, Director Wang, for talking to you about these trivial matters."
"It's okay, I'm fine," Wang Ying said. "I understand. It's normal for a mother to worry about her child." Although she doesn't have children now, she had them in her past life. She didn't like to talk about this, but she could understand it.
After hearing what Wang Ying said, Feng Yun continued, "Actually, I wasn't the first person our workshop chose this time. It was another colleague of mine. She's usually quite capable, but her husband wouldn't let her go on a business trip, saying that there was nothing to worry about at home. So, in the end, this matter fell to me. Fortunately, my family supports me."
Many women who could have been successful ultimately failed because of a man who held them back. Wang Ying thought of Zhao Yunsheng. Zhao Yunsheng was definitely not a husband who held her back; he was avant-garde in his thinking.
Wang Ying and Feng Yun stood for a while longer, chatting for a while, and then returned to their seats, feeling their muscles and bones loosen up. As they left, Director Xiang and Zhou Qianjin also took their teacups to the tea room.
Feng Yun could tell Wang Ying didn't want to talk about personal matters, so he stopped talking and began asking Wang Ying about work. Sure enough, as soon as the topic of work came up, Director Wang had something to say.
The ten-hour train ride was exhausting. They chatted non-stop when they first set out that morning, then took turns resting and looking after their luggage. By the time they reached Shanghai, it was already completely dark. Even so, Shanghai's nights were still brighter than those in Beijing.
Zhou Qianjin and Feng Yun were both very excited. Who wouldn’t be excited when visiting the Shanghai Stock Exchange for the first time?
After getting off the train, the four of them found a guesthouse near the train station to stay in. Shanghai is not Nanchong. Wang Ying had someone to pick her up when she went to Nanchong on a business trip, but not in Shanghai.
Several people successfully checked in after presenting their letters of introduction and work permits.
After arriving at the room, Feng Yundong took a closer look and said excitedly, "This is my first time staying in a guesthouse! It's quite clean here."
Wang Ying asked, "Which bed do you sleep in?"
"I'm fine with either. Director, you choose first," said Feng Yun.
Wang Ying chose the bed on the outside and lay down on it, stretching his limbs. Feng Yun also lay down, and once they were both there, they didn't want to get up.
Wang Ying felt his eyelids drooping, and he struggled to get up. He said, "I'm going to the bathroom to take a shower. Can you stay here and watch over the luggage?"
"Okay." Feng Yun was also very sleepy.
"Don't fall asleep." Wang Ying warned.
Feng Yun simply sat up and said, "Director, please go quickly."
Wang Ying took her clothes and went to the public bathroom in the guesthouse to take a shower. There was no one in the bathroom at that time. Wang Ying took a quick shower, washed away the fatigue in her body, and returned to the room feeling relaxed.
After Wang Ying returned to her room, Feng Yun took over the washing.
The guesthouse sent over a pot of hot water. Wang Ying poured a cup of it, took out his own dry food, and ate it with the hot water. As he ate, Wang Ying wondered if Zhao Yunsheng was asleep by now.
Zhao Yunsheng lay in bed, still awake, thinking about Wang Ying. This time, Yingzi's business trip would take a week. A whole week! In their first year of marriage, this was the longest they'd been apart.
Wang Ying slept soundly that night, and the next morning at six o'clock, Wang Ying and her friends got up. After washing up, they went to the lobby of the guesthouse.
Zhou Qian stepped forward and said, "Director, I've already found out how to get to the Victory Equipment Factory. Let's go there after breakfast."
"Okay." Wang Ying responded.
Feng Yun asked: "How do we get there? Take the tram or the bus?"
"Well, take the tram." Zhou Qianjin said.
The four of them ate a big bowl of wontons each at a small wonton stall next to the guesthouse, and then set off for the Victory Machinery Factory with the specialty products of their Beichong Non-staple Food Factory.
There are many people in Shanghai, and the trams are particularly crowded in the morning. Wang Ying and Feng Yun were squeezed together by the passengers. Feng Yun did not feel uncomfortable, but rather a little excited.
"Director, there are so many people! The tram runs so fast. I wish we could have a tram in Beichong someday." Feng Yun whispered to Wang Ying.
Wang Ying saw the person next to Feng Yun, glanced at her, smiled and didn't answer.
At that time, Shanghai had trams and buses, but Beichong did not have its first bus line until the early 1980s. The gap was huge.
The Victory Machinery Factory was not far from the train station; it took more than half an hour to get there by tram. After getting off the tram, Feng Yun looked back at the departing tram; she really liked trams.
After getting off the tram, Zhou Qianjin said, "Go south."
The four of them walked south for about a mile and saw the sign of Victory Equipment.
Wang Ying nudged Director Xiang, who had been relatively quiet and hadn't said much the entire time, with his arm and said, "Director, it's up to you now!"
Xiang Huaimin nodded, unlike when he was at the factory, when he would start arguing with Wang Ying as soon as he opened his mouth.
The iron gate of the Victory Machinery Factory was closed. There was a communication room next to the door where you could see the guard inside.
The four of them came to the window of the factory's communication room. The old comrade in the communication room opened the small window and asked, "What do you do?"
The man spoke in Shanghai dialect, but they all understood. Zhou Qianjin stepped forward, handed over their letter of introduction, and said with a smile: "Comrade, we are here for an inspection."
The doorman at the reception desk looked at the letter of introduction and said to another person, "Go in and ask."
A younger comrade came out and walked into the factory.
"Please wait here for a while." The old comrade in the communication room switched to standard accent and spoke to Wang Ying and others.
Wang Ying and his companions waited for about ten minutes. Just now, they went to call someone outside the door and found a man and a woman wearing the uniforms of the equipment factory coming over.
Both of them were smiling. When they were about to reach Wang Ying and the others, the iron door outside the message room was opened and Wang Ying and the others were let in.
"Comrades from Beichong, welcome, welcome!" The two men shook hands with Wang Ying and others one by one with a very warm attitude.
The two comrades brought Wang Ying and the others into an office. After they sat down, one of them poured them a cup of tea, and then they started introducing themselves to each other and understanding the basic situation.
After some pleasantries, Han Qun, a man from the equipment factory, said, "I heard you heard about our factory from a newspaper report. It's really not easy! I don't know what your factory is like now. Why don't you introduce it first?"
Zhou Qianjin volunteered. He glanced at Wang Ying, and when Wang Ying nodded, he began introducing their factory to the two of them, also taking out their products. There was an eight-piece package of peach cakes, a one-pound package of shaqi ma, a package of sesame biscuits, and a package of mung bean cakes—all in new packaging designed by Wang Ying and Qiu Zhenhua.
"Hey? Your packaging is pretty good!" Tao Juan, a female comrade from the equipment factory, said while talking about Shaqima.
Han Qun also said: "It's really good, but this kind of oil paper packaging is easy to transfer flavors, and it will easily make the biscuits soft and damp when used to wrap them."
Zhou Qianjin said with a smile: "Isn't it precisely to solve these problems that we came to your factory for inspection?"
Both sides laughed. After Zhou Qianjin introduced the pastry workshop, Feng Yun introduced the soy products workshop. Feng Yun's words were basically what Wang Ying taught her on the way. It was her first business trip and her first time speaking in front of people, but she was not stage-frightened and spoke very well.
After the people from Beichong introduced the non-staple food factory, Han Qun began to introduce their equipment factory, of course mainly introducing the food vacuum packaging machine.
When Han Qun introduced the prospects of the vacuum packaging machine, Director Xiang glanced at Wang Ying and thought that what Wang Ying said was exactly the same as what Han Qun said.
After the introduction, Han Qun said, "Seeing is believing. Let me take you to see the machine."
On the way there, Wang Ying asked, "Comrade Han, are there any other manufacturers like us who came to inspect the factory after reading the report?"
"No, only you guys!" Han Qun said with a smile, "We were all surprised."
"Then how many manufacturers are using your machines now?" Wang Ying asked again.
"Our machine was produced not long ago. Now there are a few companies using it in Shanghai, but I believe it will be sold nationwide in the future," said Han Qun.
Wang Ying smiled and said, "Of course. Look, we've come to your door."
The group chatted and laughed as they arrived at the warehouse where the proofing machines were kept. After entering, Wang Ying saw the true appearance of the machine. She was actually a little disappointed. She thought that a machine with such a high-tech name would be bigger and more heavy-duty, but in fact it was just a small to medium-sized machine not much bigger than a twin-tub washing machine.
However, in this case, the machine should not be too expensive, and the factory and leaders should be more easily accepted. Thinking of this, Wang Ying felt that the appearance of the machine is not important, as long as it is practical.
"Let me show you." Han Qun said as he took out a packaging bag, and Tao Juan put the mung bean cakes that Wang Ying and others brought into it.
Han Qun explained the various components and working principles of the vacuum packaging machine while placing the packaging bag into the vacuum chamber and turning it on. A vacuum pump evacuated the air from the chamber, then heat-sealed it. When the vacuum chamber was opened, a vacuum-packed bag of mung bean cakes appeared inside.
Wang Ying looked at Director Xiang and felt that Director Xiang's visit might have been in vain. It seemed that there was nothing difficult to understand about this high-tech.
"Look, the operation is very convenient and quick." Han Qun showed Wang Ying the vacuum-packed mung bean cake.
"Indeed." After Wang Ying looked at it, he handed it to Director Xiang, who took a look and then handed it to Feng Yun.
"This kind of bag also needs to be custom-made, right?" Feng Yun said.
"If you want to customize packaging bags, we can also introduce you to the factory." Han Qun said immediately.
This kind of bag should be able to be made by the plastic factory in Nanchong. There is no need to order it from Shanghai as the transportation cost is too high.
"We'll talk about this later." Wang Ying said.
"What do you think of the machine? Do you have any other questions?" Han Qun asked.
Wang Ying looked at Director Xiang again, thinking that he should ask some professional questions, because his trip shouldn't be in vain!
Director Xiang understood and coughed lightly. "What is the power of the machine? How long can it be used continuously? Can the vacuum level be adjusted? What is the service life of the vacuum pump? Is the heating strip stable? If there is liquid in the package, will it be sucked out? If there is powder in the package, will it be sucked out?"
Director Xiang asked seven questions in a row, leaving Wang Ying and Han Qun stunned. Wang Ying wanted to applaud Director Xiang. She had just felt that Director Xiang's visit was in vain. How could Director Xiang's visit be in vain? Director Xiang was so helpful!
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