Li Dapeng: ...
Boss, you can't treat our new employees like that.
Everyone was carrying their heads on their necks.
It doesn't matter!
I just don't understand what it means.
Now that the farm tricycles are in front of the people, they'll have plenty to brag about.
But how do you praise it when it comes to sanitation workers?
Not to mention, it's nothing compared to a proper garbage truck!
It has advantages, but disadvantages everywhere. How can it be touted?
It can't be blown away!
Boss, you're making things too difficult for me.
Seeing Li Dapeng's troubled expression, Wu Changfeng had to give him some pointers: "Our advantage lies in its small size, powerful engine, and large cargo bed, which allows us to carry more garbage."
"Just do it this way, blow it to the heavens!"
Li Dapeng felt as if he had been struck by lightning!
Open your mouth wide and blow this thing...
Wouldn't that expose our weaknesses?
It's like a train; you can blow whatever you want at it. But if you ride a horse and say I'm agile in turning, isn't that just asking for a beating?
Sanitation workers need horse-drawn carriages, not trains!
I'm impressed!
What else can we do?
After receiving the order, Li Dapeng left the office.
Arriving at the workshop, standing in front of the sanitation truck, I racked my brains trying to figure out how to blow the fuss without making too much of a fool of myself...
My brain almost exploded.
He kept writing in the notebook, then crossing it out, then writing again, then crossing it out again.
Even Qian Wang couldn't stand it anymore.
What the hell? Aren't you just wasting office supplies?
A few days ago, President Liu issued an order: anyone who wastes resources should be fired.
You really don't want to do this anymore!
Qian Wang squatted down next to Li Dapeng, looking at Li Dapeng's face which was flushed red: "What's wrong? Did someone cook you?"
Li Dapeng, with tears in his eyes, said, "I really can't blow it anymore!"
Then, Li Dapeng told Qian Wang about Wu Changfeng's idea.
Qian Wang was completely dumbfounded.
Damn it...
That's no exaggeration; garbage trucks are all designed to be big so they can hold as much garbage as possible.
Should we play small?
This is too much...
Do they think government officials are idiots?
Qian Wang sighed, patted Li Dapeng on the shoulder and said, "I can't help you. You should think of the lyrics yourself. I'm leaving."
"Hey, help me think of something! Three cobblers are as good as one Zhuge Liang, aren't they?"
Qian Wang snorted: "We can't even gather three cobblers together. Besides, I'm not going to help. I don't want anything to go wrong with the bidding and end up getting burned. Goodbye!"
Li Dapeng: ...
That's really not fair!
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