Chapter 134 Look how I deal with him!
"It's really made of those iron frames. If you don't believe me, come with me to have a look when you have time." Cheng Hui whispered, "But it has to be kept secret, otherwise if the printing factory finds out, they'll take my job away.
"It was a good thing that I went to the paper mill yesterday, otherwise they would have poached me. Director Fan from the printing factory actually took a note and asked the paper mill to give them new kraft paper so that he could make handbags and sell them himself!"
She actually talked about these things among her own people.
Zhao Daxing's eyes widened. "Printing factory? Fan Guangyao? He is a man with evil intentions. Just wait, I will find a way to deal with him!"
I heard that a few machines in the printing factory just broke down. Although the machines were not produced by their factory, the parts that needed to be replaced were produced by them.
Their factory mainly produces lathes, but they have many lathes with low demand or high-precision lathes in their own hands. They also sell products turned by lathes and machine parts.
It’s not that he won’t give them the money, but that would affect the interests of the country. If he holds them back for a few days, he will definitely not let them have a good New Year!
"As for the paper mill, I will go find Lu Weimin in a while. If he dares not keep his promise and sell the new paper to others, if his machine breaks down again, don't expect anyone to repair it for him!" Zhao Daxing said.
Now the machine is working overtime and it breaks down every other day.
Because they were the ones who made the modifications, and because Cheng Hui needed it, Zhao Daxing would send someone to fix it whenever he received a call.
"If he dares to break his promise, we will find another small paper mill, modify the machines, and make new kraft paper. It won't be a big deal." Zhao Daxing said again.
He even talked about his own affairs.
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "Uncle, if you have time, go to our production team and see if it is really printed in those iron frames."
Zhao Daxing's interest was piqued all of a sudden, and he wanted to go and see it right away!
Too bad he doesn't have a car anymore.
There were 10,000 people in the machinery factory, including several hundred leaders, but only three carts. He gave one away, so they were not enough.
Cheng Hui could guess all of this: "Uncle, I'll pick you up after I finish my work today and then send you back afterward."
Zhao Daxing nodded repeatedly.
Cheng Hui said goodbye to him and went to the department store.
There was no outsider, Sun Peng, in the car.
There are only Gao Yuan and Jiang Quan left.
Cheng Hui immediately fell into Gao Yuan's arms and laughed non-stop.
She fumbled with the leather seat of the car: "I've been thinking about it for a long time, and finally got it!"
In her eyes, this SH760 was actually very broken, but at this moment, it was a symbol of status.
Ordinary people could not own a private car at all. It was not until 1987 that the first private car appeared in mainland China.
If she had taken the normal route and worked hard for more than ten years, even if she had really become a factory manager or something, she wouldn't have been able to afford a car.
Of course, using someone else's driver is not as convenient as using your own.
Use someone else who is your uncle, has cigarettes and is obedient, and use your own people, and they will go wherever you tell them to.
"Xiao Jiang, stop at the door of the tailor shop and see if my clothes are ready." Cheng Hui said.
"Okay." Jiang Quan's voice was clear and respectful.
Cheng Hui laughed again.
Gao Yuan saw that she was as happy as a child who got a new toy, and he also had a smile on his face.
But he also looked at the car. She liked riding in a small car so much, so she should ride in a small car.
By next year, he should be able to get a jeep.
No, the jeep is too bumpy. It seems he needs to work harder!
"Do you want to go back to Beijing? When are you going back?" Gao Yuan suddenly asked.
Just now, when Cheng Hui said that the Northeast was not suitable for children to live in and the teaching quality was not good, he could see that she was serious.
Thinking about the cold weather and the baby that was about to be born in her belly, Gao Yuan suddenly felt distressed. He couldn't let his child get cold!
"I can't leave here yet. I need to accumulate some experience before I can go back. Maybe next year, when the welfare housing here is built and allocated to me, and the food factory is arranged, I will go back." Cheng Hui said.
Jiang Quan immediately glanced at Cheng Hui in the rearview mirror, and then found that Cheng Hui was also looking at him.
He immediately said, "I didn't hear anything. I promise not to tell anyone."
If I say this, the morale of the people in the factory will probably be dispersed.
Cheng Hui immediately smiled: "Xiao Jiang, if you are willing to leave this place, then come with me to Beijing and continue to drive for me."
Jiang Quan suddenly felt like he was given a shot of chicken blood!
He is not a local and has no relatives or friends here. Why would he be reluctant to leave? Just when I was feeling a little reluctant to let go of Cheng Hui, the good factory manager, I heard that they were going to take him away.
Go to the capital city he longed for, the center of the motherland, the paradise in his heart.
What else is there to say?
"Wherever the factory director is, I'll be there! I'll drive for the factory director all my life!" he said.
Cheng Hui smiled immediately.
Gao Yuan wanted to roll his eyes again!
But the two of them did it right in front of him, openly... He couldn't even get angry, so he could only stare at Jiang Quan for a few seconds.
Jiang Quan didn't dare to look at him, otherwise his hands would shake and he wouldn't be able to drive steadily!
Arriving at the department store, Cheng Hui was greeted warmly as soon as she entered the room.
She smiled and waved the rolled-up red paper in her hand and said, "I've brought you goodies again!"
"What good stuff?" everyone asked.
"I'll go find Manager Cui first, and you'll know in a while." Cheng Hui said with a smile.
"Go quickly."
Everyone was laughing and joking, and they were as happy to see her as if they were seeing their own relatives.
Their unused cloth coupons, cotton coupons, and wine coupons, which used to be sold for only a few cents or dimes, can now be exchanged for cakes and handbags from Cheng Hui.
Another huge profit.
Cheng Hui first went to the Weifeng Cake sales point on the second floor to take a look.
Today's sale is almost over and there are only a few people in line.
Because of the high demand recently, they only said they were out of stock after 11 o'clock.
The counter was empty but the people were present. A few people refused to leave and kept trying to persuade the salesperson to sell them a few handbags individually.
"Don't tell me you don't have it. I know you sell it individually." A customer whispered.
The salesperson quickly said, "Don't talk nonsense! We have a certain number of bags for our cakes every day. We only have a certain number of bags left after we sell them. We can't make any mistakes."
He lowered his voice again and said, "But I also know what you said. Those were the bags our staff got when they bought the cakes themselves. They couldn't use the bags that were shared."
In fact, many of them were exchanged for tickets, but they were definitely not taken casually. Cheng Hui controlled this very strictly.
Scarcity makes things valuable; if they are everywhere, they become worthless.
"Okay, okay, okay, I don't care how you got here, give me one! How much?"
The two men went to the corner to trade.
Cheng Hui pretended not to see it, this was exactly the effect she wanted.
She went up to the third floor, and before she reached Cui Degui's office, Cui Degui came out to greet her.
"I heard it as soon as you came in! Only with you would they be so happy." Cui Degui said.
His tone was inexplicably a little sour. As a hardworking manager, he was not as popular among his employees as Cheng Hui.
But thanks to Cheng Hui, things are much better now. At least no one is sarcastic to him anymore. They all smile sincerely when they meet, which makes people happy.
"Uncle, I've brought you another good thing today." Cheng Hui said with a smile, "I guarantee everyone will praise you then."
"Really? There is such a good thing? What is it?" Cui Degui said, looking at the red paper in Cheng Hui's hand.
In fact, he had some guesses. It was rolled up like this, with the red edge showing, so he guessed it was Spring Festival couplets, the word "Fu" or something like that.
I'm a little disappointed. Their unit has several employees who are good at calligraphy. Every Chinese New Year, the unit would organize these people to write Spring Festival couplets and the word "Fu" for everyone.
They don't lack this stuff.
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