Chapter 179 Why is she crying?
"The Seventh Machinery Factory." Cheng Hui said.
Zhang Liang asked curiously, "The Seventh Machinery Factory? Isn't this a lathe factory?"
"We have also started some new businesses recently," said Cheng Hui.
She didn't say that she designed the machine, and she would let Zhao Daxing tell her when she met him later.
Zhang Liang stopped asking and was indeed considering meeting Zhao Daxing later and asking him some questions.
Now, he was touring the factory to take a closer look at the performance of the machine.
It won’t work if things go wrong frequently.
Cheng Hui asked him to look at it himself and she went back to the office.
Guo Dajun came over immediately and asked in a low voice: "Where did this fat sheep come from?"
Cheng Hui was happy. Although this was not the fat sheep she was really looking for today, if she fooled him well, this sheep would become even fatter.
"I'm from the Ministry of Commerce in Beijing, in charge of the Canton Fair." Cheng Hui said.
Guo Dajun took a deep breath and said, "Can we earn foreign exchange now?"
This local was much more excited about earning foreign exchange than Cheng Hui.
Earning foreign exchange is the supreme honor!
Cheng Hui thought about it and shook her head: "This time we can only help others earn foreign exchange. Our products cannot be transported over long distances."
Add enough preservatives? That would be boring and foreign businessmen wouldn’t like it either.
Just as Guo Dajun was about to be disappointed, he heard Cheng Hui say, "At most, we can use this opportunity to expand the scale of the factory and move it to the capital."
Guo Dajun couldn't breathe again.
Is he going to Beijing to be a factory manager? I never dared to think so even in my dreams!
"Hui'er, tell me, how do we fool him?" Guo Dajun asked excitedly.
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "Leave this to me."
"Okay, okay!" Guo Dajun said with a smile.
Fan Guangyao suddenly knocked on the door and came in, also with a happy look on his face and carrying a sack behind him.
"Director Cheng, I'm glad to have accomplished your mission. I'm here to give you the money!" he said with a smile.
"It's to pay back the money." Cheng Hui said.
Fan Guangyao...really won't suffer any loss.
But he didn't dare to be angry now. Besides, so much money was recovered by others for him.
The bad debts that are recovered are like money picked up for free.
He opened the sack and started taking out money, taking out 100,000 yuan.
There is still some left in the sack, and a total of 200,000 yuan needs to be recovered.
He didn't pay for the roast duck even though he hadn't eaten it yet.
Cheng Hui smiled, took the 80,000 yuan, and returned the remaining 20,000 yuan to him.
"One thing is one thing. 200,000 cakes cost 160,000 yuan. Actually, you still owe me 80,000 yuan." Cheng Hui said.
The 100,000 I mentioned before was just a casual remark.
Fan Guangyao put the 20,000 yuan back into the sack with a smile: "Director Cheng is so generous..."
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "There are 40,000 roast ducks. 20,000 will be delivered to your factory today and tomorrow. The remaining 20,000 will be delivered the day before the New Year. They will be reserved for your employees to eat on New Year's Eve. That's just right."
Cheng Hui looked at his sack and said, "20,000 roast ducks, 120,000 yuan."
Fan Guangyao...you are not the one who only wants food, you are the one who wants food!
He even suspected that Cheng Hui had colluded with the people from the newspaper! I will return him 200,000 today and give it all to Cheng Hui!
Then could you please be a little more capable and let me get the 320,000 back in one piece?
Cheng Hui smiled slightly. This was really not the case. If it weren’t for Fan Guangyao’s stinginess in protecting the sack, she wouldn’t have thought of it.
The influence of the morning was still there. Besides, the money was unexpected money and it would be impossible to get it back without Cheng Hui.
If I give it all to her now, I'll have 120,000 yuan less to pay for the roast duck in the future, and maybe I'll get less of a slap in the face.
Fan Guangyao sighed and pushed the sack forward: "It's all yours."
Cheng Hui happily pulled the sack to her feet~
Then he called Yu Baolai, Wang Hui and Li Yan to come and count the money.
Now the largest denomination is 10 yuan, and 200,000 is equivalent to 2 million in the future, which takes a long time to count.
Yu Baolai didn't order anything because he was a little excited and afraid of ordering the wrong thing.
Thinking back to the past...it wasn't for long, maybe just three days ago, he was so worried that he couldn't see the way forward.
The family’s savings have been spent, and he has borrowed money from relatives and friends. He will soon be unable to pay for his grandson’s medical expenses... He doesn’t even know where to get dinner for the next day.
Now, he is sitting on a pile of money.
Guo Dajun understands him very well as he has been through this.
He patted Yu Baolai on the shoulder and said, "Just get used to it. You will have more money in the future than you can count."
For example, the things he has piled up in his office right now, he is really excited and scared~~~
There are so many of them that you can’t count them all. Really.
Cheng Hui stood up and said, "I believe in Director Fan and the newspaper. Let's not waste time here. If there is any small mistake, our food factory will bear it. Let's go learn the technology of spring festival couplets."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Fan Guangyao stood up excitedly.
"You go back to the factory and ask people to go to Gaojiatun to learn. I'll go first." Cheng Hui said.
"Okay, okay." Fan Guangyao left excitedly. Thinking about the new technology and seeing so much money become someone else's, he didn't feel too sad anymore.
Cheng Hui called Gao Zhi and immediately returned to Gaojiatun.
Gao Zhi was so happy to have a rare day off that he swung his sore arms and said to Cheng Hui, "Sister-in-law is right. This job should be handed over to someone else. Otherwise, I will die of exhaustion and still not be able to finish it."
Now that so many people know how to do it and are doing it together, she is so exhausted.
"I need to do something later, please cooperate with me." Cheng Hui said.
Jiang Quan and Gao Zhi immediately listened attentively.
Cheng Hui chose to go back to Gaojiatun to teach technology, of course not just because it was convenient there. It would take at least two hours to go to Gaojiatun and back, which was inconvenient.
She went there mainly for Lidya Su.
It's time to give her the letter of recommendation in my pocket.
When Gao Zhi heard that Su Xiao was going to go to college for free, she was immediately unhappy: "Why is it free for her to go to college? It's better to give it to me than to her!"
"This is a university in the northwest. Do you know what it's like in the northwest? It's much harder than here. Just to tell you one thing, if you go there and be exposed to the northwest wind for two years, the skin on your face will be unsightly and you will look like you are 30 years old." Cheng Hui said.
Gao Zhi immediately screamed and covered his face: "Then I won't go, even if you kill me!"
For a young girl, it is hard to say which is more important, face or life.
.......
The car arrived at Gaojiatun and stopped directly at the educated youth site.
Cheng Hui got off the car carrying a roast duck and went straight into the room of the female educated youth.
There were only five female educated youth in the room, including Su Xiao, but she was sitting on the kang wiping her tears.
Everyone else was excited to see Cheng Hui.
"Cheng Hui, you're back!"
“Is the printing point still hiring?”
"Cheng Hui, I want to go....Can you let me go too?"
"I want to go too." Several people begged Cheng Hui pitifully.
A few people from the educated youth point left, and the remaining few were not all hired.
Cheng Hui also knew why these people were left behind. They were all lazy and clumsy, so Gao Qishan would certainly not use them.
She didn't respond, but asked, "Why is she crying?"
I really didn't expect this.
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