It has to be said that ever since he got involved with Zhang Chenggang, Qian Haisheng has been looking at Jiang Sheng with a warm smile in his eyes and brows.
"Director Jiang," Qian Haisheng said with a smile, "now that our contract has been reached, we hope to have a longer-term cooperation with Director Jiang in the future."
Jiang Sheng naturally understood the meaning behind Qian Haisheng's words.
After all, if Liu Shanshu hadn't seen the three of them having dinner together, the subsequent cooperation with Qian Haisheng wouldn't have happened.
It can be said that now that Qian Haisheng wants to develop his business in Yanjing City, he will inevitably have to deal with the Zhang Group.
Not only will he be dealing with the Zhang Group, but Zhao Defu's uncle, Zhou Yongming, will also likely be one of those he will be dealing with.
After all, although Zhou Yongming could not compare to the Zhang Group, his Yongming Industrial Company, which he managed, was a relatively influential enterprise in Yanjing City.
With these two people in the middle, I will inevitably have more dealings with Qian Haisheng in the future.
With that thought in mind, when Jiang Sheng looked at Qian Haisheng in front of him, he had a smile on his face that was neither too warm nor too cold, and he took the initiative to extend his right hand forward.
"Then... I look forward to a pleasant collaboration between us in the future!"
Upon hearing this, Qian Haisheng was overjoyed and quickly extended his right hand to shake hands with Jiang Sheng.
"We're sure it will be a pleasant collaboration. We hope that Haisheng Industrial can establish a long-term cooperative relationship with Factory Director Jiang!"
In fact, Qian Haisheng had also inquired about Jiang Sheng's background. Although Jiang Sheng was just a college student and only had a cannery, he was just a small factory manager.
But that's not the key point. The key point is that this kid has a good relationship with Zhang Chenggang, the son of the Zhang Group, and some time ago someone said that he also had dealings with Zhou Yongming, the boss of Yongming Industrial Company.
The fact that he has connections with two such important companies in Yanjing City means that Jiang Sheng is not just a freshman.
This young man is no ordinary person.
The two shook hands tacitly and exchanged a few polite words with smiles.
Finally, Jiang Sheng said goodbye to Qian Haisheng and returned to the factory.
It was nearly dusk, and everything was almost done.
Now that things at the factory were mostly settled, Jiang Sheng's mind was completely focused on his second sister, Zhao Xuehui.
I wonder if my second sister has actually done what she wanted with the poem she has now.
However, Jiang Sheng didn't need to think too deeply to be certain that if his second sister really did what he thought, she would have already shown the poem to Zhou Changgui, that plagiarist, by now.
Now all he needs to do is go home and patiently wait for his second sister to tell him about the poem.
And as for my older sister, I wonder how well she's learning the office software I taught her.
If we're talking about the timeline, so many days have passed; the older sister should have already handed over the office software to the new finance department colleague.
Regardless, I still have to ask more questions out of concern, since Lin Jiafu isn't a good person either.
With both scumbags around his two older sisters, Jiang Sheng couldn't relax for a moment, even if he wanted to.
Jiang Sheng wouldn't be able to get a good night's sleep until he got rid of those two bastards.
With these two things on his mind, it wasn't long before the people who had helped sell canned goods during the day returned one by one, each carrying a bulging cloth bag.
This time, thanks to Masayoshi Son's prior instructions, when these people returned, someone immediately opened the door and let them in.
As soon as they entered, they saw Jiang Sheng, Sun Zhengyi, and the other two standing at the factory entrance talking.
"Boss, we've sold out of everything!"
One of the young men excitedly stepped forward and presented all the money he was carrying in the bread to Jiang Sheng.
The others who helped sell the canned goods were naturally the same, and they all looked even more excited than Jiang Sheng.
"Yes, boss, we sold all the canned goods today, not a single one left!"
"After we sold out yesterday, the customers all thought it was delicious and cheap, so because we brought a lot today, other people came from far and wide and bought quite a lot!"
"We've sold everything today. Boss, could you please check the amount of money? We didn't embezzle a single penny; we gave you everything!"
"..."
Jiang Sheng naturally believed everything that everyone was saying.
After all, people in this era are simple and kind. Unless a very few people are extremely ruthless and would pocket the money, most people would not do that.
Even if someone truly had the intention to steal, they wouldn't have the courage to do so.
In this day and age, catching a thief is a very serious crime!
If any one of these people tries to pocket all the money from the canned goods they each came to Jiang Sheng for today, it could be enough to land them in jail for more than ten years!
Sure enough, at the same time that the two female accountants were in charge of bookkeeping, Jiang Sheng and Zhao Defu were helping out with some odd jobs.
They watched from the sidelines, becoming more and more excited and thrilled with each passing moment.
"Brother Sheng, if only we had known selling canned goods would be so profitable," Zhao Defu whispered excitedly in Jiang Sheng's ear, "we should have started doing this sooner. Look, all this money is going into our pockets!"
"Look at you, so pathetic."
Jiang Sheng laughed and shook his head, scolding, "This is nothing! We're just getting started. You're already this excited about making so little money. What will you do when you're making hundreds of thousands a day? You'll have a stroke from all that excitement!"
"Ten, ten, ten, tens of thousands... hundreds of thousands?!"
Zhao Defu was so shocked he almost stammered, staring at Jiang Sheng with disbelief, looking him up, down, left, and right.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Seeing his expression, Jiang Sheng said with amusement, "I don't have any gold on my face, and besides, what I just said was true, I wasn't joking with you."
“No,” Zhao Defu said with a puzzled look. “Where did you get that idea? You think you can earn hundreds of thousands a day with just two confidences? Who gave you that confidence? You’re just talking nonsense.”
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