Chapter 206 God, please give me this man!

Inside the jeep, the rear door was casually open.

Commander Duan finally felt that he could easily scare the kid, so he took out a glass bottle of Coke and asked, "You've never seen this before, have you?"

"Isn't this soy sauce? Uncle, do you like drinking soy sauce?" The kid pointed at the brown liquid in the glass bottle and said childishly.

Duan Yanzhi chuckled, pried open the bottle cap, and let the boy smell it, "It's not soy sauce, is it?"

"Hey, is it really not soy sauce? Why does it smell a bit, like medicinal soup?"

The boy put his nose to the bottle and sniffed it, then pinched his nose reflexively, feeling a little disgusted.

"Tsk! You have never had Coke before, you don't know how fun it is." Duan Yanzhi put the mouth of the Coke bottle to Baoer's mouth, "Take a sip first, if it doesn't taste good, don't drink it."

The boy felt that the uncle in front of him was deliberately teasing him. He said he was taking him out to buy delicious food, but ended up giving him such a smelly thing.

But he couldn't resist his curiosity, so he held the Coke bottle with both hands and drank a little carefully, smacking the strange taste of the Coke with his little mouth.

"Uncle, this doesn't taste good!"

Duan Yan stared at the boy, and when he saw his face wrinkled, he burst into laughter, took the bottle and drank half of it in big gulps, burping a few times in his throat, "You really don't want to drink it? Then I'll finish it. This is imported from the United States, and the people in the United States drink this every day."

The young man had an exaggerated expression and stuck out his tongue, "It's obviously a medicinal soup. People in America drink this every day?"

The little face showed a sympathetic expression.

But he was a child after all, and when he saw the adults drinking so happily, he couldn't help but say that he wanted to have a few more sips.

Duan Yanzhi gave him the little bit of liquid left in the bottle.

After the boy finished drinking, he started burping.

Two men were sitting in the car laughing.

The second floor of the hotel is even quieter.

Duan Suili leaned against the back of the chair with one leg slightly bent. His slightly tired body looked a bit lazy, and his eyes were fixed on Wang Ziru.

"The upstairs is cleared, you can speak out your plan."

"I'm so sorry that Mr. Duan couldn't sit down with them and continue drinking tea. In fact, there is nothing that they can't hear, but I would be shy with two men around." Wang Ziru lowered her eyes and glanced over lightly, as if she was burned, and quickly retracted her eyes.

"They are talking about business, not love." Duan Suili was generous and cheerful, and smiled, "Are you talking about business related to women?"

Wang Ziru bit her lip, raised her cheek slightly, and fixed her almond-shaped eyes on the handsome man's face.

She must be lucky to have the opportunity to sit down and discuss business with such a handsome man.

Mustering up his courage, he slowly expressed his intention to help the Duan family build a sanitary napkin production line.

The man leaned back in his chair, staring at her silently, thinking quickly, "I saw the sanitary napkins you mentioned when I was studying in London, but here in China..."

Huh?! It turns out that this gentlemanly and steady man studied abroad in his early years.

No wonder his dress and his whole demeanor are out of tune with the people around him.

Everyone else looks like a foil!

After a brief moment of surprise, Wang Ziru stopped looking and said slowly:

"Based on my limited knowledge, I think that, Mr. Duan, instead of focusing all your attention on medicinal materials, you should take some time to develop new businesses. This way, you can quickly distance yourself from the other big business gangs in Yixi."

"There is currently no factory in the country that does this. Have you... seen it, or heard about it from somewhere else?" Duan Suili was not in a hurry to learn more, but instead had a tone of consideration in his tone.

After being reminded by the other party, Wang Ziru made up a story and lied that she had heard the news from the radio.

She knew that even if he knew the domestic market very well, it was impossible for him to have watched or even listened to all the news programs, let alone topics related to women's privacy.

Wang Ziru picked up a ballpoint pen and drew two styles of sanitary napkins with wings and straight strips on the military notepaper left by Commander Duan.

"You may first consider the customer base and sales volume, which I can understand. But you often travel to Beijing, Guangzhou and Shili Foreign Market, so you must be familiar with novel products. The products you make can be sold to different cities according to the level of economic development."

Duan Suili was a mature businessman after all and smelled a business opportunity.

For women of this era, the soft, white, high-end goods sold in foreign stores are somewhat unbelievable.

However, since this kind of product requires certain skills to make and is expensive, its popularity is not high.

But it can be placed in stores in several major cities as a high-end product!

Instead of focusing on the medicinal materials and mineral business in Yunnan Province, it would be better to do some other business, preferably one that has no domestic competitors.

However, if the Duan family wanted to establish a sanitary cotton production line, they would have to hire technicians from abroad.

When he was abroad, he discussed this issue with business school professors.

The principle of sanitary napkins is equivalent to a doctor stopping bleeding for a wounded person. The function of sanitary napkins is to absorb bleeding during women's menstrual period.

Therefore, the sanitary napkins sold in foreign stores are made of medical fiber cotton, while domestic cotton is grown throughout the northwest, not in Yunnan Province.

He pondered for a moment and went through the entire production line in his mind.

Then he slowly raised his eyes and looked at the relaxed woman. "The sanitary napkins you mentioned require medical materials and have relatively high technical requirements. I'm afraid there are no technicians in the country who can do the job."

"If Mr. Duan trusts me, I can be your temporary technician."

Duan Suili's eyes widened in surprise, "You?"

"Well, you can first set up a production line, produce a small batch, and then see the sales situation in the market before deciding whether to continue." Wang Ziru smiled easily. This involved her more professional aspects, and her whole body exuded confidence.

In her previous life, she had opened sanitary napkins of all brands on the market, so she naturally knew how this thing was made.

Duan Suili was still deeply puzzled. As a woman who came from the countryside to join the army, what kind of arduous training had she gone through to understand such profound techniques?

He had made up his mind to try to make the sanitary napkins she mentioned.

After some thought, Duan Suili said earnestly: "What preparations do we need to make to establish a small sanitary napkin production line?"

"I'll write it down for you."

Duan Suili couldn't hide his excitement and went over to look at the line of scribbled words she had written on the notepaper.

"This Ruiguang Co., Ltd. is making sanitary napkins. They have mature technology. You can introduce the first sanitary napkin production line. As for the technical guidance in the later stage, I can assist you."

Duan Suili looked at Wang Ziru with deep eyes, "Are you talking about importing machines from abroad?"

"Yes, they have hot melt adhesive technology and have produced 'self-adhesive sanitary napkins', which can stick sanitary napkins directly on women's underwear..."

The two of them talked upstairs for about forty minutes before they sorted out the issue of sanitary napkins.

Wang Ziru could see that Duan Suili was very efficient in his work. Whenever he heard a suggestion, no matter whether it could be done or not, he would first go through all aspects involved in the suggestion to see if it could be done.

Finally, I will seriously consider how to start.

After a deeper conversation, Wang Ziru saw that Duan Suili had already taken shape, so she smiled and said, "When you need me in the future, Mr. Duan, just let me know."

"Yeah." Duan Suili read over and over the contents written on the notepaper, crossing his legs uninhibitedly.

It seems like he has entered working mode.

After a long while, he folded up a few pages of notepaper and put them back in his trouser pocket. When he stood up, he said, "If everything goes well, I will be going abroad soon. Let's meet and talk when I come back."

When going downstairs, Duan Suili's secretary and assistant hurriedly stood up from their chairs.

"Go back to Dali."

"Okay, Master Jiu."

The group hurried out of the hotel and got into the car one after another.

"Yanzhi! I'm going back to Dali first." When the jeep passed by Duan Yanzhi's car, Duan Suili's handsome face leaned out of the window.

"Are you going back now?"

Duan Yanzhi waved his hand, knowing that the old man in their family was always busy with business.

This time I followed him to this remote place to plan a business.

The rough man in the jeep saw the young wife approaching the car, and asked in a magnetic and powerful voice: "What did you talk about with my uncle? Finally, you sent him away."

Then he took out a bottle of Coke and handed it to Wang Ziru, "Here, I'll treat you to some imported Coca-Cola."

"Mom, you have to be careful. It doesn't taste good."

"Tsk," the rough man touched the little fellow unhappily with his palm, "You don't like it, does your mother not like it either?"

Wang Ziru took it and looked at it, and it turned out to be a bottle of Coca-Cola.

She turned the bottle of Coke over and looked at it, then returned it to the rough man. "Commander Duan is living a good life, and he even brought Coke in the car. Since you are so tired from traveling every day, I won't fight with you for the Coke."

Coca-cola was not imported into the country until the early 1980s. In a remote area like Yunnan Province where the economy was not very developed, only the rich or the noble could drink this stuff.

"Are you still dissatisfied? This is imported merchandise that our old man bought from Friendship Store on a business trip to Beijing." The rough man really wanted to let his young wife have a taste of it, to enjoy the wonderful feeling of drinking a bottle of Coke while basking in the sun.

How come she is not interested in these foreign products that others have never even dreamed of?

Commander Duan stopped trying to persuade his young wife. Seeing her bright smile, he asked with some jealousy, "You and my uncle have been chatting until now? What did you talk about?"

"Tsk! Your uncle exudes masculine charm... Who can resist this man? I can't resist him at all." Wang Ziru looked at the direction where Duan Suili left with a silly look on her face.

Commander Duan's eyebrows wrinkled immediately, and he said irritably, "Get in the car, I'll take you back to the unit."

After Wang Ziru climbed into the back seat and closed the door, the jeep slowly drove towards the direction of the troops.

The rough man was holding the baby in his arms, and suddenly heard his young wife mutter to herself: "The man from your Duan family has become the male god in my mind."

"Everyone has gone far away, why are you still looking?! You are so stupid that you can't even smell a fart, aren't you tired?" Commander Duan had a complicated expression on his face.

Wang Ziru closed her eyes, and couldn't help but think of the man in her mind. He had that kind of gentleness, restrainedness, and yet power and dominance. He looked like a scholar on the outside but a general on the inside, like a steel sword wrapped in silk.

That's exactly the type of man she likes.

He couldn't help but look into the distance, and said stupidly, "I want to make him into a specimen, the kind that only I can appreciate."

"Pfft!" Commander Duan was startled by her words. His eyes were filled with unhappiness. He waved his big hand in front of her eyes, "You are drunk on Coke, not wine! Wake up, he won't like you."