Chapter 264 What do you want from that old man?
Cheng Hui returned to the workshop and saw the two finished sofas at a glance.
They are all four-seaters with large European-style backrests and wave-like curves. Due to limited time, she did not design any carvings.
That will be used for future upgrades.
The leather is fixed with the buttons of the leather bag, which instantly makes the monotonous leather board look good.
The difference between the two models is that one has a thicker seat cushion and uses a compression spring with greater elasticity, while the other uses a serpentine spring, has a thinner seat cushion and less elasticity, but the styles are basically the same and they look equally good.
In fact, not everyone likes strong elasticity. Nowadays, people are more accustomed to the hardness of wooden sofas and chairs.
Zhao Daxing sat down, stood up, sat down, and stood up excitedly. Finally, he patted the one with the serpentine spring and said, "I like this one. I want to buy this one."
The elasticity is so strong that he even felt a little dizzy after being "swiped"!
Everyone looked at the sofa with surprise in their eyes.
Although it looks good from the drawings, the shock of seeing the real thing is incomparable to the drawings.
If this sofa is put out there, people will fight over it!
Well, ordinary people can't afford it.
Their ordinary sofas cost 400 yuan a set!
Nowadays, any decent furniture is not cheap. Fashionable items like sofas and Simmons mattresses are even more expensive.
Seeing Cheng Hui come in, everyone made way for her and looked at her with different eyes.
Xu Jinzhou and Chen Xinhou, in particular, looked at the briefcase in Jiang Quan's hand with burning eyes.
The most passionate one is Sun Biao, because his future is contained in it!
Of course, his future still depends mainly on Cheng Hui, he understands that.
In fact, in addition to these two large sofas, there are also two small single sofas, which are smaller versions of the large ones and can form a set with the large sofas.
Sun Biao stood up from one of the sofas and greeted Cheng Hui enthusiastically: "Xiao Hui, come here and try the sofas you designed yourself. Without you, they wouldn't exist!"
Cheng Hui walked over with a smile: "Grandpa, you don't have to say that. I didn't have the time to design any sofas. If you hadn't urged me, they would never have been released. In the end, it's all your credit."
As for the others...Okay, they understand. It's all thanks to you two, right? No need to say it over and over again!
"Hahahaha." Sun Biao laughed proudly.
Xu Jinzhou and Chen Xinhou were also smiling, but their smiles were not as pretty.
"Okay, since there is no problem, my mission is completed. I'm leaving." Cheng Hui stood up.
Xu Jinzhou immediately stepped forward and said, "Well, I didn't recognize the great man before. I didn't expect Comrade Xiao Cheng's design to be so good. Can you show me your other designs? I want to open my eyes!"
Cheng Hui simply said, "No."
Xu Jinzhou's face darkened. Are you so disrespectful? He had surrendered to her in front of so many people and praised her so much. What else did she, a junior, want?
"I know too well how hard it is for the workers to work overtime, and I don't want to be scolded by so many people behind my back." Cheng Hui said, "So let's wait until they are not busy and have time, and then make new models."
Xu Jinzhou's eyes lit up. Isn't this just a matter of one sentence?
Cheng Hui turned to Sun Biao and said, "Grandpa, you are the director of this factory. You know best when they are free. When they are free, come to me and I will give you another set of drawings.
"When you stop being the factory director, I can have a good rest and stop worrying about this."
She said it so clearly that everyone understood.
This is a threat!
There was some anger in Xu Jinzhou and Chen Xinhou's eyes. They finally understood that this was the reinforcement Sun Biao had called for.
Humph, you want to keep him in the factory just because of a sofa? dream!
At worst, I can just give up the sofa... No, I already have the sofa, so I don’t want the other ones!
They can still be the factory manager!
The two looked at each other and quickly separated.
The two of them are also competitors.
After Cheng Hui left, Sun Biao opened the car door for her personally.
Zhao Daxing took Cheng Hui to sit in his new car and asked as soon as he got in: "What do you want from that old man?"
Cheng Hui... "You have a grudge against him? Then...it's not too late for me to go back on my word with him now."
Zhao Daxing felt relieved immediately. He was still the closest to him! For him, Xiaohui can even regret it!
"Hahaha, no need, no need. I just disliked that old guy before, and he wanted to be my uncle. What grandpa? Just call him uncle from now on!" Zhao Daxing said.
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "I just saw that he is old."
People nowadays are not afraid of getting old. At 60, they are definitely old men or old women.
And her face is still as tender as that of a minor.
"What do you want from him?" Zhao Daxing asked again.
"It's nothing, just a western-style villa." Cheng Hui told him about the house.
Zhao Daxing......
"Well, let's talk about the problem of springs. Our current spring machines are a bit old. They were imported from the Soviet Union in the 1950s. Although we produced them ourselves later, they were all copies. Their performance is not very advanced. On the contrary... you understand?" Zhao Daxing said.
I haven’t even finished my homework, it’s a bit embarrassing to talk about it!
"Do you have time to study the spring machine? Improve it?" Zhao Daxing asked hopefully.
"Are you free?" Cheng Hui asked, "Uncle, I want to buy some old furniture. Which scrap recycling station is suitable?"
"Old furniture? You..." Zhao Daxing looked back at the furniture factory that had not disappeared yet. Why didn't he buy new furniture but just old furniture that had been used by others? What do you think?
Cheng Hui whispered, "I want something very old, preferably one that's decades or hundreds of years old, made of mahogany or rosewood..."
"Stop! Those are all feudal dregs!" Zhao Daxing said in fear.
Nothing left over from the feudal period is good!
Of course, these are all misunderstandings of some people. When more people misunderstand them, they become the truth.
This led to some people directly burning ancient paintings and smashing antiques, including furniture.
Especially the furniture with good carvings, no one would smash ordinary furniture.
Of course, this also depends on the region. In some places, the atmosphere is strict, while in other places, the atmosphere is loose.
"They've all been sent to the recycling station. They're just junk. What's the big deal?" Cheng Hui said.
Zhao Daxing...that's right, how can it be considered a good thing if it has already been sold in the junk market?
Besides, it’s already 1973, and life isn’t that tight for ordinary people anymore.
Antique shops are still trading antiques as normal.
Old furniture isn't really anti-animal stuff...it's just junk! He will be angry with anyone who dares to put a accusation on Cheng Hui!
"Let's go and take a look one by one. I don't know which junk market has more furniture." Zhao Daxing said.
It is impossible for such a big city to have only one scrap collection station.
Moreover, everything is state-owned now, including scrap collection stations.
If you want to sell old things at home, the only place to go is the scrap collection station.
Not only do they collect junk here, they also sell it.
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