Chapter 404 You Don’t Have the Final Say
After several rounds of discussions and price comparisons to confirm the transportation and settlement methods, the final draft letter of intent for cooperation was finally finalized.
Chu He was generous, and the first order was worth one million yuan.
Old Zhou was very excited, because this actually meant that Xiangyang Food Factory would expand further.
Otherwise, this order will not be placed until next year?
He had naturally been to the food factory, although he had to admit that as a military-industrial enterprise, it was more open than other local places.
Lu Qiaoge set up the factory in the street office, which required people, equipment, and the safety of the equipment was impeccable.
If we really want to expand, there is still room.
He didn't expect to open a branch factory, but he could do processing on behalf of others, such as what Lu Qiaoge mentioned, the dehydrated vegetables...
Jiangcheng is in the northern border area, with vast land and full capacity for making dehydrated vegetables. He must get this.
Especially Manager Qian from Haicheng Food Factory, he has been keeping an eye on this area.
The two parties quickly reached an agreement that Chuhe would deliver the first batch of wheat and cooking oil at preferential prices within a month, and Xiangyang Food Factory would give priority to supplying instant noodles to Nanyang Shunhe Group.
After finishing their business, Deputy Director Zhou looked at his watch and suggested, "It's getting late. Let's go get some food. The state-owned restaurant has braised pork today, but it might be gone if we go too late."
Everyone stood up and dressed. Chu He put on a scarf while saying to Lu Qiaoge, "Director Lu, your instant noodles are really popular in Nanyang. Not only do the Chinese like them, but the locals have started eating them too. There's a new way to eat them: add an egg and some vegetables. It's delicious."
Lu Qiaoge smiled and said, "We will develop more flavors later."
As the group walked out of the Foreign Trade Bureau office building, a cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew towards them.
The Foreign Trade Bureau is not far from the First State-owned Hotel arranged by Lao Zhou, just a few minutes' walk.
Chu He just wanted to say a few words to Qin Hengzhi, so he suggested walking. He said that he was wearing thick clothes and it was a good opportunity to appreciate the scenery of the north.
Lao Zhou readily agreed.
It’s not that I don’t have a car, it’s that I’m really not suitable for driving.
After crossing the road and entering the alley, cars cannot drive in at all.
Chu He and Qin Hengzhi seemed to be chatting, but Lu Qiaoge could hear that Qin Hengzhi's tone was subtly intimate, and Chu He's was even more so.
The restaurant was steaming hot and the air was filled with the aroma of food.
Because there were foreign guests, they went through the separate door of the private room.
There is heating in the private room. It is obvious that the boiler room is working very well. You can feel the warmth as soon as you come in.
Everyone took off their coats and sat around the round table.
While waiting for his food, Chu He talked about his experiences in Southeast Asia: "The weather there is hot, like summer all year round. There are many Chinese people, and seeing products from China is particularly familiar. Many elderly people from the north, eating instant noodles, said that they remembered the taste of chicken stewed with mushrooms in their hometown."
Lu Qiaoge smiled and said with emotion, "I didn't expect that our products could comfort the homesickness of our compatriots overseas."
As the dishes arrived, Deputy Director Zhou poured wine for everyone: "Come, let's drink a toast to our successful cooperation!"
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Qin Hengzhi's car slowly stopped at the entrance of the alley, and he accompanied Lu Qiaoge towards the Lu family.
The night was gentle, the snow had covered the entire alley, and under the halo of the street lamps, fine snowflakes began to fall quietly again.
They walked side by side on the fluffy snow, and the sound of their footsteps creaked like a gentle accompaniment in winter.
Before they knew it, their fingers were lightly hooked together.
Qin Hengzhi discovered that Qiao Ge's hands were warm, as if a special heat was transmitted to his palms little by little and then to his whole body. As he held hands, he felt that the cold had quietly gone away.
Is this girl a little sun?
No one spoke, but it seemed as if the whole city had quieted down at this moment, leaving only the sound of falling snow and the warmth from each other's palms.
A snowflake fell on Lu Qiaoge's eyelashes. Qin Hengzhi looked down at her and couldn't help laughing.
At this moment, even breathing becomes romantic.
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Lu Qiaoge came to the street office to attend the organizational meeting on Monday. Just as he was about to go to the meeting room with his diary and pen, he was stopped by a middle-aged woman who ran into the large office.
"Qiao Ge, Qiao Ge, why won't your neighborhood office let people get married?"
Lu Qiage stopped and looked at the person in front of him. He remembered, isn’t this Fan Xiaoyu’s mother, Old Mrs. Fan?
Lu Qiaoge had no good impression of this woman.
Fan Xiaoyu is the youngest in the Fan family and the only girl, but she does the most housework.
She was not allowed to sit at the table during meals, and she didn't dare to fight back when she was beaten. Her two brothers never treated her as a sister.
She did the laundry, cooked, and served the family. Later, she even had to serve her sister-in-law who came into the family and take care of their children.
This old woman often said that a money-losing girl would marry into another family sooner or later, so she didn't need a job and should just stay at home and cook and take care of the children.
It is said that Fan Xiaoyu now lives with Qi Shuang. She is clever and hardworking. Like Lin Junan, she is the backbone of the handicraft factory.
Although he has not been formally appointed, he is basically the deputy director of the handicraft factory.
Her monthly salary is not low now, and she also gets bonuses.
Lu Qiage never asked how her salary was arranged, but he felt that it should be used to give money to her mother, otherwise this woman would not stop.
Lu Qiaoge said, "Don't be anxious, speak slowly..."
Then he asked in surprise: "By the way, let me ask, who is not allowed to get married? When they reach the age, as long as both parties are willing, no one can interfere, especially our street office."
Old Mrs. Fan glared at Lu Qiaoge and said, "That factory you run by the neighborhood committee is so busy with overtime every day that my daughter Fan Xiaoyu has no time to get married. This won't do. I'm telling you, you should give Xiaoyu some time off now and let her get married first. She's already so old, and it's so hard to find her a partner. If it gets ruined, you, Lu Qiaoge, will be responsible!"
Lu Qiaoge had just returned from the food factory, and she hadn't heard that Fan Xiaoyu had a boyfriend.
Lu Qiaoge glanced at Sister Qiao and Shao Le.
Both of them shook their heads.
Lu Qiaoge said, "Aunt Fan, please sit down first. I'll call the handicraft factory."
Old Mrs. Fan glared and said, "Why are you calling? Fan Xiaoyu is my daughter. I have the final say in her marriage. You just need to give her a vacation, preferably a long vacation. If you are afraid of delaying work, that's fine. Let my eldest nephew take over her job for a while.
Let me tell you, my nephew's knitting skills are amazing. He doesn't even need a master to teach him. I guarantee you'll fall in love with something the moment you see it. This is the best of both worlds. Besides, if Xiaoyu doesn't get married soon, no one will want her. By then, she'll be an old maid, and your subdistrict office will be responsible."
Lu Qiaoge understood as soon as he heard it.
She glanced at the woman with cloudy eyes. There was no way to reason with such a person.
Lu Qiaoge didn't beat around the bush. His expression turned cold as he directly rejected the offer: "Aunt Fan, Fan Xiaoyu's marriage is my responsibility. You don't have the final say. Don't interfere in the future. Do you understand?"
(End of this chapter)
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