Chapter 170 Will He Get a Slap in the Face?
Fan Guangyao's hand shook, and the ink bottle in his hand fell down, hitting the gauze with a "click".
I don’t know what was coated on the gauze, a thin layer of something, and it made a crisp “crackling” sound and then became broken into pieces.
Cheng Hui walked in with a smile: "What are you applying? Glue or paint?"
A look of gloating on his face, without any attempt to conceal it.
Fan Guangyao's shock wore off, and he gave up hope, chuckling, "Guess."
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "I can't guess that, just like you can't guess what I use."
"Hehe...Why is Director Cheng here? Are you here to discuss cooperation after the New Year?" Fan Guangyao said.
"Well, considering your behavior of stealing food, I have decided not to cooperate with you. I..."
"Stop! Isn't it okay that I was wrong?" Fan Guangyao shouted.
If Cheng Hui wasn't a woman, he would have thrown himself on her and cried!
Are you so irritable?
"I'm just kidding." Cheng Hui raised the roast duck in her hand and said, "I'm here to give you a gift. It's a new product from my food factory, Peking duck."
As he said this, he took out the roast duck, placed it on some brown paper, and chopped it into small pieces.
"Everyone try it," she said.
so good?
Several people in the room looked at her strangely. She was just scaring people, and now she was delivering roast duck?
But this roast duck tastes so delicious, it’s worthy of being the legendary Beijing roast duck. Let’s eat it first.
Some of the chefs washed their hands and some did not. They started eating and applauded.
Cheng Hui said to Fan Guangyao, "The department store sells them for 8 yuan each, and I sell them wholesale to the supply and marketing cooperative for 6 yuan each. Since we are old acquaintances, I will also sell them to you for 6 yuan each. How many should our printing factory order?"
It’s not about whether to decide or not, but about directly deciding on a few.
indefinite? Then what I just said was not a joke.
Fan Guangyao choked on a mouthful of duck meat, unable to swallow it or spit it out, and almost choked to death!
He said that she would not come to him for no reason, and it turned out that she came to ask for money!
6 bucks a piece, why don’t you go and grab one?
He said with a bitter face: "It's not that I don't want to order, I wish everyone could order 10! But we are a printing factory, not a banknote printing factory...
"Previously, we ordered 10 cakes per person, which cost 200,000 yuan. Our factory really can't afford to spend more money on other benefits!"
"If we have money, can we just order it? We don't need 10 per person, 2 will be enough." Cheng Hui said.
Fan Guangyao nodded immediately: "Of course! If you have money, it will happen!"
There’s no money to be made even if you kill me.
The higher-ups will no longer approve them to order Peking duck for RMB 240,000, which would make them so happy that their noses are bubbling.
"Director Fan, how about this? I will teach you the technique of printing Spring Festival couplets now. You can print as many as you can by working overtime in the next few days, and then sell them to other provinces. With the money you earn, you can find a way to pay 240,000 for the order of our roast duck. How do you think about that?" Cheng Hui asked.
Plans are not as fast as changes. Who knew that she would take over the cannery now? Her time is limited and she will only stay for one year, so she will not miss any opportunity to make money.
After the Chinese New Year, the business of both roast duck and cakes will suddenly cool down.
Factories will no longer be generous in setting up welfare benefits.
Generally, factories only provide benefits three times a year: Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and Spring Festival.
So we have to make money before the New Year.
As long as these Spring Festival couplets are not sold in this province, it doesn't matter if I teach them to Fan Guangyao now.
Fan Guangyao's eyes were as bright as light bulbs, and his mind was working rapidly, calculating how much money he could earn in the next few days and how to make the calculation appropriately.
Learn the technology first, then make money! We’ll talk about whether to order roast duck or not later! If the higher-ups don't allow him to make a decision, what can he do?
"Deal!" he said immediately.
Cheng Hui said: "As for why you want 240,000, I don't care. I only know that if you break your promise, even if your printing factory learns how to make the Spring Festival couplets, the production task will not be assigned to you.
"I know the president of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative very well. If you don't believe me, you can try it."
If you are not given a production task, you cannot print or sell!
Not everyone has her courage, connections and abilities.
She was a commoner, and she did something against the rules, but there was no supervisor to supervise her.
Fan Guangyao was different. He dared to break the rules, and a series of leaders scolded him one by one.
Cheng Hui added: "Or, I can teach all the printing houses in the world how to print Spring Festival couplets. I can also take out a little money and give Spring Festival couplets to the people for free. Even if you print them, you won't be able to sell them."
Fan Guangyao...he was sure that this girl had a really bad temper!
"Look at you, what do you think of my uncle? I always keep my word! It's just two roast ducks, what's the big deal! It's not that serious..." Fan Guangyao said.
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "Then let's make it a deal. Send someone to Gaojiatun to wait for me tomorrow."
"Isn't that a bit too late? Let's hurry up and go now," Fan Guangyao said. Time is running out!
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "I am busy now. I have to go to the provincial party committee to deliver roast duck to my leader Zhang Guangming. I also have to go to the aircraft factory to see my uncle Xu Zheng. I have to have dinner with him and factory director Pan Lijun in the evening. I really don't have time today."
Fan Guangyao was shocked.
Any one of these three names can stop him from selling Spring Festival couplets!
"Let's go." Cheng Hui waved and left.
After being stunned for a while, Fan Guangyao started to move. He tried to find a way to trick the president of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative into cooperating with him to transport the Spring Festival couplets to other provinces to sell!
We also have to set a suitable price, at least enough for him to earn 240,000 yuan for the roast duck! Otherwise, do you want him to pay for it?
Also, how could he get his superiors to agree to let him spend 240,000 to order two roast ducks per person... It was too extravagant, and he couldn't even open his mouth to say that.
Other people may not even get one duck leg as a benefit, but he ordered 2!
If he dares to open his mouth, his leader will give him a slap in the face, right?
If it really doesn't work, just do it first and report later!
I would rather get slapped twice than offend Cheng Huiqiang!
You're just a little girl, but you have such a bad temper!
However, when he saw the secretary of the president of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, he quietly asked, "Cheng Hui, you know her, right? She's the director Cheng who makes Weifeng cakes, Spring Festival couplets, and roast duck. I heard that our president is very familiar with her? Is that true?"
The secretary said seriously, "I don't know."
Just when Fan Guangyao thought Cheng Hui was bragging, the secretary said faintly, "I only know that Cheng Hui came over yesterday and put the account book in front of the president... and the president gave her more than 30,000 yuan of the cannery's accounts that had been rotten for three years."
Fan Guangyao......
"Today Cheng Hui said that the roast duck would be sold for 6 yuan, and the president agreed without hesitation." The secretary added.
Fan Guangyao... "I'm actually pretty close to Xiao Cheng! She even calls me uncle!"
The secretary looked surprised: "Is this true? Why haven't I heard you say you have such a powerful relative before?"
"What's true or false? Do you know how popular the majestic Spring Festival couplets are now? This technology is worth tens of millions! Xiao Cheng, no, my niece, taught me this technology without saying a word! Just wait, our factory will be able to produce Spring Festival couplets tomorrow or the day after tomorrow! I'll give you a few pairs then." Fan Guangyao said proudly.
"Is it true? Then let me thank Director Fan first!" the secretary said in surprise.
Fan Guangyao, who had sharp eyes, immediately noticed that the secretary's attitude towards him became more respectful~
.......
Cheng Hui went to the provincial party committee.
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