Chapter 522: If you eat someone else's grass, you have to run well
"What, what's the matter?" Zhang Liang asked.
After asking, he felt a little weak, which was not right, so he immediately said: "No matter what it is, as long as Director Cheng asks, as long as I can do it, I will definitely not hesitate!"
There is no way, I really can't be tough...it's because he has an aunt who holds him back.
If Cheng Hui had a relative who spread rumors that he was not doing right, he would also be furious!
Only Cheng Hui is magnanimous enough to be able to smile when she sees him now.
If it were him, he would really vent his anger on her and not treat her well.
"I've been waiting for you to say this. Let's talk in the car." Cheng Hui said.
Zhang Liang, who originally just wanted to express his opinion, suddenly felt his heart beating fast again.
Are you just waiting for him to say this? Is this really what he is supposed to do? He has limited abilities...
Zhang Liang obediently got into the car with Cheng Hui.
Jiang Quan drove the car steadily and circled around the capital.
Zhang Liang was even more upset. What was there that couldn't be discussed at the office? And it has to be in the car, when they are alone?
As for Jiang Quan, he could see that he was someone Cheng Hui trusted absolutely. It was said that he stayed at her house at night and helped her guard the door.
Cheng Hui asked, "I heard someone said hello, once I submit my furniture design, they will make a copy and submit the same one?"
"What? Who told you that? I haven't heard of that!" Zhang Liang was surprised and asked, "How could someone do such a thing? This is against the rules!"
Cheng Hui turned to look at his expression and found that his surprise was genuine.
Either he is the best actor, or he really doesn't know about this.
Well, it's more likely that he doesn't know.
Everyone knows that the two of them have a "good relationship" and are almost like family. If this were told to Zhang Liang and Zhang Liang told her, it would be bad.
As for Jiang Ming, he is a big shot after all, and he has his own ways. Maybe others can't guard against him.
Cheng Hui said: "Now that you know, what do you think I should do?"
Zhang Liang suddenly fell silent.
He didn't know what to do.
Because Cheng Hui's mission has not been completed yet, the three-level promotion has not been decided yet.
If Cheng Hui fails to complete the task and makes the country pay compensation, he will be lucky not to be demoted three levels, let alone promoted three levels.
So he was actually just a small figure in their unit, responsible for collecting and inspecting the export list.
Once the list is submitted, he has no control over how the people on it change it, whether they agree or not, or whether they allow it.
"Who is so bold as to copy your homework?" Zhang Liang asked.
"As for furniture, there are only a few furniture factories. Qiao Liang is the biggest suspect, but of course we cannot rule out the possibility that there are others who want to take advantage of the situation." Cheng Hui said.
"Then I know who it is..." He paused and said, "How about letting them copy it? It will be copied sooner or later anyway..."
If you don’t copy this year, you will copy next year.
Cheng Hui said: "Yes, it will be copied sooner or later. Why can't they wait for a year? Going to someone's house for dinner, instead of waiting for the host to serve him food, he snatched the host's rice bowl away. Isn't that too much?"
"Yes, that's too much!" Zhang Liang said, "Then what do you think we should do?"
Cheng Hui opened her briefcase and handed him a few sheets of paper: "This is the furniture I want to export."
Zhang Liang quickly took it and took a look. It was a set of pure Chinese style furniture, and it was definitely a retro style.
Carved step-out bed!
Large carved wardrobe!
Carved Eight Immortals table and carved armchairs.
The style is old, the kind you can see in museums.
"This, this, this won't work, right?" Zhang Liang said, "Foreign businessmen won't like this! They like simple things."
Not to mention foreign businessmen, even ordinary people don’t like this now.
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "This is for you to report. It's fake."
Don’t you like copying homework? Then she wrote a wrong answer.
Just copy it.
Zhang Liang's scalp suddenly tingled: "If that's true, what should I do?"
Cheng Hui took out a few more sheets of paper and handed them to Zhang Liang: "I really need to trouble Director Zhang to find a way. How can we get it on the list without being discovered by others and delay it until the Autumn Fair opens."
When Zhang Liang opened the blueprint, his scalp felt even more numb!
"This, this, what is this?" he exclaimed.
What did he see? It's even more than antique furniture!
"I drew this very clearly, didn't I?" Cheng Hui asked, "A coffin."
Zhang Liang... "Can this thing be exported?"
"Why not? They need it, and our products are cheaper than their local ones, so there is a market for them," said Cheng Hui.
Zhang Liang calmed down for a few seconds and realized that she was right.
This is just a commodity, and there is a market as long as there is a price difference.
He really has no idea of the size of this market compared to the antique furniture.
Everyone needs normal furniture, and this thing... is also needed by everyone, but one person only needs it once! Isn't the market big?
Cheng Hui said: "Right now, there are about 47 million deaths every year in the world."
Zhang Liang gasped: "So many! How did you know?"
"I forgot where I saw it." Cheng Hui said.
"Of course it's impossible for so many people to buy my coffin, but it will be enough if I can occupy a small part of the market," said Cheng Hui.
Zhang Liang nodded and suddenly came to realize that he had been too arrogant and always wanted to sell a big order worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.
In fact, before this, if a product could sell for more than 100,000 US dollars, it would be considered a hit, and it would be something to be secretly happy about.
There are more than 47 million people, and a fraction of that is enough for them to earn money.
He held the blueprint like a hot potato, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Leave it to me, I'll help you find a solution!"
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "Thank you Director Zhang. I'll show you the real thing when we get back to the office."
As for what to do with Zhang Liang, she didn't care and wouldn't get involved. If she got involved too much and something went wrong, she would have to bear more responsibility.
Besides, she really didn’t know what Zhang Liang would do.
It doesn’t matter if it’s not done well or the news is leaked.
Just think of it as her realizing the price Zhang Liang paid.
Either this person is unreliable and betrays him, or this person is useless.
I won’t take him out to play anymore.
Cheng Hui has a pair of eyes that can speak.
So Zhang Liang understood.
I immediately held the blueprint tighter. If you eat someone else's grass, you have to run away well... There is really no free level 3 in the world.
When they arrived at the office, Cheng Hui took him to the heavily guarded basement to see the finished product.
There were four coffins in the room, but he didn't feel his scalp tingling.
Because both the style and the color are very beautiful.
He felt like lying down and trying it out...
Take a look inside, it is wrapped in silk, and there seems to be a soft sponge under the silk, which gives a luxurious and comfortable feeling.
Just wanted to try it...
stop! Stop! Try again in a few decades!
"You have found another place to deal with defective silk." Zhang Liang said.
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "They are all contributions to the country."
Zhang Liang: "...Okay, I'm leaving now. I'll let you know if anything happens."
"Goodbye, Director Zhang." Cheng Hui asked Jiang Quan to drive him back.
.......
As soon as Zhang Liang returned to the office, he was targeted.
Colleagues asked one after another: "What kind of furniture is Cheng Hui exporting this time?"
In a flash, everyone gathered around to watch, curious!
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