Wu Changfeng stood not far from Lao Yuan's shop.
After observing for about an hour, I turned and left.
I didn't want to disturb the couple's small business.
As long as the milk tea sells well, I'll be at ease.
Although they made quick money, Youmei Milk Tea is not a malicious franchise scam that operates by hitting one location and then moving on to another.
The essence is still to solve the problem of surplus labor starting their own businesses.
It also sounds a bit highbrow, and there's a suspicion that it's trying to glorify itself.
But the facts cannot be refuted.
After leaving Stone City, Wu Changfeng drove around a bend.
We arrived at the Dahua Steel Plant, which is 130 kilometers away from Stone City.
Located in the suburbs, the factory area stretches endlessly across the land.
Various large chimneys stand tall, spewing out smoke.
The train cars moved slowly along the tracks, unloading iron ore one wagon after another onto the ground.
This is the steel plant where Director Sun works.
A huge iron gate stands at the main entrance.
It is said to be the scrapped product from the first furnace of Dahua Steel Plant, serving as a constant reminder to the workers not to forget the humiliation and history.
In this era, steel mills were still operating under an extensive management model.
We'll talk about environmental protection and such later.
Therefore, the ground was covered in dust, and even people with obsessive-compulsive disorder couldn't bear to step on it.
The security guards at the gate stopped Wu Changfeng and told him to get out and register as soon as possible, regardless of what kind of car he was driving, as long as it wasn't a steel factory vehicle.
Getting into a steel mill is relatively easy.
But getting out is very troublesome.
In his previous life, Wu Changfeng had read a report about a cleaning worker who would fill his empty lunchbox with cut steel bars every day at noon.
He kept putting in a little bit every day, and it wasn't discovered until a year later.
If the lunchbox hadn't suddenly fallen to the ground that day, scattering a lot of steel bars, we wouldn't have been able to catch it.
Even the security guards were dumbfounded.
I've never seen anyone steal iron like this before. Who has the time to check lunchboxes for no reason?
Therefore, the superiors ordered the security guards to inspect all the workers' lunchboxes.
Goodness, there's a long line at the door as soon as it's time to leave work.
Everyone carried a lunchbox to receive inspection.
You'd think they were serving food if you didn't know better.
This ultimately caused dissatisfaction among the workers, and after several days of protests, the matter was dropped.
After registering, Wu Changfeng drove into the factory area.
Walking around a steel mill would be exhausting.
Steel plant areas spanning three to five kilometers are all too common.
Upon arriving at the factory's office building, we parked the car at the entrance and entered the lobby.
In the guardhouse, a man who looked like a leader was lecturing a young man:
"Look at you, so young, how long can you keep working as a security guard?"
"You must be ambitious!"
“The cars at the gate are all covered in dust. You wipe them clean yourself. If the boss sees this, he'll think you're a good young man and might transfer you out.”
The young man nodded, looking bewildered.
In a fit of excitement, he grabbed the washbasin and went outside.
Wu Changfeng thought this leader's skills in managing people were quite good.
With the promise of a job, the young man gained an extra source of income.
In fact, Wu Changfeng didn't dislike flattery.
Everyone looks out for themselves; otherwise, they'll be condemned by heaven and earth.
Who knows, some leader might fall for this, and being transferred to another position would be a piece of cake.
Wu Changfeng searched around and finally arrived at Director Sun's office.
I knocked, but there was no response.
A female employee peeked out from a nearby room and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"Is Factory Director Sun not here?"
"Who are you?"
“His friend came to visit.”
"Director Sun is having a meeting in the conference room on the fifth floor."
Wu Changfeng replied, "Then I'll go check the fifth floor."
The female employee said, "It's best not to disturb them; it's a very important meeting."
Wu Changfeng nodded, indicating that he understood.
Upon reaching the fifth floor, a rather large conference room was located on one side of the building.
Fortunately, the meeting was not closed to the public.
The sliding door is made of fiberglass.
Wu Changfeng saw that Director Sun was sitting slightly to the left of the middle.
At the same time, I also saw Minister Tang, who was smoking silently.
Across the conference table stood a group of very well-dressed people, in suits and ties, exuding an air of authority.
Wu Changfeng didn't disturb them, he just glanced at them from the doorway.
Factory Director Sun immediately spotted Wu Changfeng and whispered to Minister Tang, who also looked towards the door.
Then Director Sun came out.
"Hey brother, why didn't you call before you came? I would have been happy to receive you!" Factory Director Sun said with a forced smile.
Wu Changfeng smiled faintly: "I was meeting a client in Stone City, and since it wasn't far, I turned around. I hope I didn't bother you?"
Factory Director Sun said, "What do you mean by disturbing me? You've solved a whole mess; I'm grateful to you."
"Okay." Director Sun checked the time. "Don't leave tonight. Let's have a good drink. I'd also like to learn from your roundabout methods."
"You flatter me. I'll wait for you downstairs."
Wu Changfeng thought to himself: Even if you tell me to leave, I can't leave!
You promised me cheap steel; you can't leave without signing the contract.
Wu Changfeng went downstairs, intending to take a walk around the factory area.
I'd really like to see the furnace.
It was filled with molten iron, glowing red-hot.
To put it simply, a man who sees this thing can hardly take his eyes off it.
I could watch it all day.
Just like counting trains when I was a kid, I never get tired of it.
We left the office building.
Wu Changfeng was dumbfounded.
The young security guard was wringing out a rag and wiping his car!
Holy crap.
Little brother, you've missed the mark with your flattery!
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