Chen Jing's hand trembled, and he almost dropped the telegram. Fortunately, Ji Xia's next sentence was timely: "Xie An arrived just in time, resolved the matter on the spot, and found out who was behind it: the Lin family of Shanghai."
Chen Jing's face darkened, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
I read the few dozen words of the telegram over and over again several times, finally understanding the purpose of Ji Xia's telegram:
The small workshop was sued, and someone came to inspect and sabotage it. Xie An arrived in time and prevented the workshop from suffering too much damage. In the end, it was found that the Lin family was the mastermind behind the inspection.
Chen Jing gripped the telegram in his hand, grinding his teeth inwardly. The Lin family, Lin Chen—he remembered it.
The second telegram was from the Hailin family in Haishi, informing Liu Xiaogang and others that they would arrive the next afternoon to discuss cooperation between the two families to expand the workshop and increase production.
The Hailin family and the Lin family both originated from Haishi. What is their connection?
He had just left the capital when the workshop was investigated. If it weren't for Xie An, the machines there might have been confiscated and the workshop shut down. Could Lin Chen be behind all this?
Chen Jing took a deep breath: "I've only heard that the Hai family has a Lin family. Which family is this Hai Lin family? Do you know anything about their background?"
Seeing Chen Jing's unpleasant expression, Liu Xiaogang was taken aback; his boss seemed a little unhappy.
He shook his head: "Brother Jing, we've only known each other for less than a month. We only got to know each other a little bit after they came to place a large order."
He Feng looked around suspiciously: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the Hailin family? But their people only go to the south to buy goods for two or three months."
"I heard they come from a very powerful family, a family with a history of several hundred years and a very deep foundation. That's what the businessmen from Shanghai said."
Chen Jing stared expressionlessly at the telegram in his hand for a long while before looking up: "What's the surname of this Hailin family? What's the name of the person who came to make contact?"
Liu Xiaogang thought for a moment: "I heard that their boss's surname is Lin, and the people who come to buy goods wholesale are their purchasing agents. Sometimes their surname is He, and sometimes it is Ye. However, I heard that the person who came to discuss cooperation this time is a vice president."
As Liu Xiaogang spoke, he took out a small notebook from the cabinet: "By the way, the person coming tomorrow is Liu Jin, the business manager."
Liu Jin? The Lin family? Chen Jing's expression and heart were filled with even more suspicion. Lin Chen had deliberately lured him away.
He Feng patted him on the shoulder: "Did something happen to your workshop in Beijing? Has it been resolved?"
"It's resolved. Luckily, a friend of mine knows someone in the inspection team, so they'll give us a break."
Chen Jing took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Brother Feng, we'll have tea and a meal with you in a couple of days after we're done with our work."
"No problem, feel free to ask me for help if you need anything."
He Feng responded, waved, and turned to leave with a flourish.
Chen Jing sat down in the store, took the report handed to him by Liu Xiaogang, and carefully reviewed the inventory and profits for the past two months.
In the evening, after the shop closed, Chen Jing followed Liu Xiaogang back to his house in Huacheng.
Although he had been living in Huacheng for less than three months, Liu Xiaogang's income had increased, and he was unwilling to share a house with others, so he rented a small house with his own yard.
When Liu Xiaogang led Chen Jing to the courtyard in Xiguan, a young girl with a Xiguan accent was picking vegetables in the yard. Hearing footsteps behind her, she turned around happily: "Brother Gang, you're back? Is this your brother?"
Chen Jing glanced at Liu Xiaogang with surprise, then smiled as he looked at the girls in the courtyard.
The girl was a bit short, with a yellowish complexion, but her features were delicate and beautiful, and she had a slender figure. Her eyes were shining as she looked at Liu Xiaogang.
Looking at Liu Xiaogang, since leaving the brigade to work in the city, his skin has become much whiter than before, and he has gained some weight. His demeanor and mannerisms have become those of a city dweller, and he no longer bears the shadow of a rural farmer.
Chen Jing was initially a little unhappy, but seeing that Liu Xiaogang's good news was approaching, he became happy: "Xiaogang, is this your girlfriend? That's great! You're a perfect match, both handsome and beautiful."
Liu Xiaogang's face felt a little hot, but because of his dark complexion, he didn't show any shyness.
He gestured to introduce her: "He Xiuli, it was only finalized last month, she's a local girl from Xiguan."
“Brother Jing, he’s from my hometown, and he’s also the owner of the Baima Wholesale Shop. He’s my boss.”
After Liu Xiaogang introduced them, He Xiuli's expression became more respectful. She quickly stepped forward to help with the luggage and greeted him, "So it's Brother Jing. Brother Jing, you've had a long journey. Did you just arrive in Huacheng today?"
Chen Jing nodded: "Yes, I just got off the train this afternoon. After sitting on the train for several days and nights, I feel like I'm going to smell bad."
"Boil some water for Jing-ge to take a bath first. He just came back from Beijing. He must be very tired after sitting on the train for three or four days."
Liu Xiaogang made arrangements for his girlfriend, while he carried Chen Jing's luggage into the guest room.
Hearing that she had returned from the capital, He Xiuli was surprised. She quickly started a fire to boil water and whispered to Liu Xiaogang about getting some roast goose and braised pork to go outside.
Upon hearing this, Liu Xiaogang took out ten yuan and gave it to He Xiuli, asking her to buy a few cans of beer on her way back. He Xiuli readily agreed.
Chen Jing walked around the room, nodding repeatedly.
The house wasn't big, but it was located in one of the older alleyways in Xiguan. It had a courtyard and a patio, and was only about 100 square meters. The young couple kept the house very tidy. It had two bedrooms, a living room, and a kitchen. The space wasn't large, but it was very well organized.
Chen Jing curled his lips and patted Liu Xiaogang on the shoulder: "Not bad, you have a house and a partner, you've settled down and started a family, you've accomplished half of the major life events."
Liu Xiaogang couldn't help but laugh sheepishly: "Brother Jing, this house is rented, so it doesn't count as owning a house. I heard you bought a big courtyard house in Beijing, is that right? You're the most impressive one among us."
"Rented?"
Chen Jing looked at you in surprise: "I thought you bought it because you've tidied it up so well. Why didn't you buy a house?"
Liu Xiaogang shook his head and chuckled: "Brother Jing, I've only been in Huacheng for a few months. A house like this with a yard costs two or three thousand yuan!"
Chen Jing: "Hou Fang bought a house in Beijing, also on the ground floor with a yard, a little smaller than yours, for 3,750 yuan, and borrowed 2,600 yuan from me."
"Although you are alone, you also receive commissions in Huacheng in addition to your salary. Your salary is higher than that of Hou Fang and his sister."
Liu Xiaogang's base salary was fifty, but Chen Jing gave him a commission of five per thousand, based on the commission he had given to Boss Song.
Five per thousand may not seem like much, but you have to understand that Liu Xiaogang is in charge of wholesale. Sansheng Workshop sells five or six thousand pieces of goods a month, all of which are sent to the wholesale department. The monthly turnover is at least one hundred thousand.
With a commission of 500 from a 100,000, even if the three of them split it equally, Liu Xiaogang would still get a commission of nearly 200, not to mention that he closed the highest deal.
Chen Jing had seen it that afternoon; Liu Xiaogang's monthly base salary plus commission was basically three hundred yuan.
Upon hearing this, Liu Xiaogang chuckled and scratched his head: "The salary isn't low, but the expenses here are also high. How can I save enough for a house in just two or three months?"
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