Chapter 133 Uncle, I have shallow eye sockets, don't say that
Cheng Hui said: "There is an employee in charge of delivery in our factory. He used to drive a truck, but he was fired because of something. He can drive, so you give the truck to him and you can go back alone.
"So, you are the only one who is idle in the driver class. If a new car comes, who will drive it if you don't?"
Sun Peng clapped his hands in surprise: "This is a good idea!"
But it seems like something is missing.
Cheng Hui continued, "As for the reason, I will go and tell Director Zhao about my contributions to the machinery factory, solving the problem of imported machines and researching enameling machines. It's okay to borrow an old car, but it's wrong to occupy the employees of the machinery factory. After all, I'm not from the machinery factory.
"Is it okay to say this?"
Sun Peng nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, okay!"
That way he won't have any problems.
Sun Peng always thought he was a steady person, but now he rubbed his hands without caring about his appearance, and said with emotion: "Xiao Cheng, thanks to you! Otherwise, I really don't know how I would have passed this level!"
If Gao Yuan hadn't been standing next to him and watching him closely...he really wanted to grab Cheng Hui's hand and shake it hard.
He was almost ambushed!
Regardless of whether he was sent here by someone who really set a trap for him or it was just a coincidence, the final result was only one:
He had not appeared in front of his leader for a long time, and he had the important task of picking up Xiao Cheng and could not leave, so the new car was given to the backup driver!
Their factory has several backup drivers.
Thanks to Xiao Cheng, the conspiracy was resolved just as it began.
"You are my benefactor!" Sun Peng said excitedly.
Cheng Hui laughed, not hiding her happiness at all: "Of course I'm happy to be able to help Uncle Sun. Uncle Sun always drives me very carefully, trying not to bump around or stop suddenly, for fear that I'll feel uncomfortable. I know all that."
This is indeed the case. Sun Peng took care of her when she was a pregnant woman and was always very careful when driving.
Sun Peng was a grown man, and tears were in his eyes. These words made him feel warmer than even Cheng Hui's advice.
When you do good things without expecting anything else, being sincerely thanked by others is the greatest reward.
"Don't say anything more. Call the guy in your factory who can drive over here. I want to see how good his skills are. If his skills are not good, I will risk it all and would rather not drive the new car than let you drive it!" said Sun Peng.
"Uncle, I have shallow eye sockets, so please don't say that." Cheng Hui said with emotion.
Gao Yuan...suddenly wanted to roll his eyes!
If Sun Peng wasn't in his forties and had an unsightly beard, he would have been angry!
"Didn't you just say that you have a lot of things to do today? You need to go to the department store and visit other factories?" Gao Yuan said to Cheng Hui.
"Oh yes, I have a lot to do today. It's a good thing that Uncle Sun is here, otherwise I would have no idea how to go to the provincial capital." Cheng Hui said.
"Get in the car quickly!" Sun Peng said immediately.
Cheng Hui took a bunch of ready-made Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters and got in the car with Gao Yuan. When passing by the food factory, she called Jiang Quan up.
"Starting today, you will drive this car." Cheng Hui said to Jiang Quan.
Jiang Quan was confused. Can he drive again?
"Let me see how your handlebars are. They have to be good." Sun Peng said as he got off the car.
Jiang Quan glanced at him and sat in the driving seat neatly. How about the handlebars? Much better than you!
Sure enough, although he hadn't touched a car for a long time, and had never driven a small car before, Jiang Quan got into the state as soon as he got behind the steering wheel.
The first 100 meters were a bit unstable, but it became very stable afterwards.
Whenever turning, meeting cars, going uphill or downhill, Sun Peng had his words prepared and his mouth open, but he just couldn't utter a word of instruction.
No chance!
I have to admit that he drives as well as he does!
"That's good. I feel relieved." Sun Peng said with a smile.
"Go to the machinery factory." Cheng Hui said.
When they arrived at the machinery factory, Cheng Hui took a few people directly to find Zhao Daxing.
Zhao Daxing was in the yard watching several people loading the ovens that had been made overnight into a truck.
Cheng Hui saw it from a distance, with a smile on her face. It really is good to let it air out.
Before, it would take her two or three days to receive the goods, but now it’s done for her overnight.
"Uncle, let me tell you something." Cheng Hui found him and told him that she wanted to leave the car and go back.
Zhao Daxing didn't have many conspiracies or twists and turns in his mind. He asked Sun Peng to go yesterday because he felt that Sun Peng was more familiar with Cheng Hui, and the two seemed to get along well.
Now that he heard that Cheng Hui wanted to use his own people, and after confirming again and again that Jiang's boxing skills were good, he agreed.
It doesn't matter, they are all small things.
Cheng Hui smiled at Sun Peng and said, "Done."
Sun Peng gave her a grateful smile in return.
Cheng Hui was about to leave, and Zhao Daxing immediately made small talk: "You said you wanted three machines, and I made them for you overnight and was just about to send them to you.
"There's no news from the Provincial Food Factory yet? Do you want me to help you speak up? Your aunt's classmate is the wife of their factory director, so I have some influence!"
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "Thank you, uncle, but it's not necessary now. I'll give them a few more days. If it still doesn't work, I'll just close the food factory. I'll find a way to relocate the people there and I'll go back to Beijing."
"No, don't go back to Beijing, our machinery factory needs you!" said Zhao Daxing.
"The Northeast is too cold and not suitable for children to live in. The teaching quality is also..." Cheng Hui quickly stopped talking. The quality of teaching is not important now, and they can't take the college entrance examination.
"Oh, by the way, uncle, I brought you something." Cheng Hui took out the Spring Festival couplets and the word "Fu" and gave them to him.
"This is a new benefit I researched. Our factory has ordered 50,000 cakes, so we will also participate in this benefit."
She talked about giving a small "Fu" character with one cake, a medium-sized "Fu" character with two cakes, and so on, and giving Spring Festival couplets with five cakes.
"Please ask the office to count whether each person wants Spring Festival couplets or the Chinese character for "Fu". Do all five cakes have five small Chinese characters for "Fu"? Or a few small ones and a few large ones? Also..."
She paused and said, "Didn't our factory order 5 cakes before? I'll count that as a benefit for you too! So our factory employees can exchange 10 cakes per person for benefits."
Zhao Daxing had already read all the Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters, and praised them repeatedly: "Whose calligraphy is this? It's really brilliant, but he can't write so many by himself, right?"
He thought it was handwritten. There are 10,000 people in their factory. If each person wrote 10 Chinese characters for "Fu" or two pairs of Spring Festival couplets, this person would not be able to finish writing them by the next Chinese New Year.
Another advantage of screen-printed Spring Festival couplets is that the characters look more like handwriting than those printed by a machine.
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "This was written by Gao Yuan."
Just as Zhao Daxing was about to praise him, Cheng Hui said, "It's not handwritten, it's machine-printed."
Zhao Daxing's voice suddenly broke: "You're making a new machine again?"
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "It's not a new machine, it's just the iron frames from yesterday, but it's faster to use than a printing press."
Zhao Daxing...sounds even more powerful, but he doesn't believe it!
Dozens of broken iron frames can be turned into a printing press? Then he ate them all!
Cheng Hui must have made a new machine. Could it be that she is selling it to another machinery factory?
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