"It's nothing."
Lin Jiafu forced a smile, then suddenly seemed to remember something, a hint of pride creeping onto his face.
"Actually, he's a relative of one of my friends. He's a section chief here, I think his surname is Liu."
Lin Jiafu's sudden remark surprised both Jiang Sheng and Zhao Nianmeng.
Jiang Sheng, in particular, paused slightly when he heard Lin Jiafu mention that the section chief's surname was Liu.
"Team Leader Lin, why are you suddenly bringing this up?"
Lin Jiafu smiled sheepishly, his face showing a hint of ingratiation, but it wasn't very obvious.
"That's right. After Mr. Jiang installed the software yesterday, I thought that if it could be used, all the affairs of our factory would be much easier to handle in the future."
“When I got home last night, I ran into my friend, and we started talking about this. He told me that his uncle is Director Liu here, and if we really wanted to promote this software, he could just talk to his uncle directly.”
"Director Zhao, how about I ask my friend for help? He'll definitely be more efficient than someone at the section chief level."
That's what he said, but what Lin Jiafu was really thinking was that if he could curry favor with Zhao Nianmeng because of this, and make her owe him a favor.
He didn't suffer a complete loss today.
“No need for that,” Zhao Nianmeng said, feeling a warmth in her heart at the offer of help, but still shook her head. “Section Chief Li already knows about this. It wouldn’t be appropriate to go through him and ask someone at a higher level.”
Lin Jiafu's smile faltered for a moment, but he finally nodded: "Director Zhao is right. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
After Lin Jiafu finished speaking, he was about to leave when Jiang Sheng, who was standing next to him, suddenly called out to him, as if he had thought of something.
"Team Leader Lin, please wait."
Lin Jiafu paused, his face momentarily darkening, but when he turned around, a kind smile had already appeared on his face.
"Mr. Jiang, is there anything else?"
"It's nothing," Jiang Sheng said nonchalantly, then asked curiously, "Is that Director Liu named Liu Shanshu? I think I've heard that name before."
"That's right, it's him."
Lin Jiafu said with a hint of smugness, "I only found out about this last night. If we can build a good relationship with Director Liu, our Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill won't have too many problems in the future."
In reality, this so-called friend was just a homeowner in an upscale residential complex next to Lin Jiafu.
We had met a few times at the supply and marketing cooperative before, and I had helped them out a couple of times. Over time, we became friends, but we were just nodding acquaintances.
I only found out about this yesterday after a chance encounter and a brief chat.
However, if I can really build a good relationship with this person in the future, not only will the state-owned assets of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill be at risk, but even my own promotion will be a matter of a word.
Despite his words, Lin Jiafu maintained a humble smile, deliberately glancing at Jiang Sheng before leaving.
Little did he know that after Lin Jiafu left, Jiang Sheng's expression became thoughtful.
What a coincidence!
This Liu Shanshu actually has a nephew who is friends with Lin Jiafu.
Jiang Sheng instantly had a better idea.
He quickly turned to look at Zhao Nianmeng, but before he could speak, Zhao Nianmeng smiled and said, "Little brother, thank you so much for your help today. Our factory will be starting work soon. Why don't you hurry back and share the money with Xiao Defu? He should be done by now."
Jiang Sheng nodded, and without thinking too much, asked, "By the way, what time do you get off work every night? Do the employees all work overtime?"
Zhao Nianmeng was a little puzzled, not understanding why her younger brother would ask this question.
But she still subconsciously replied, "It's summer now, so I get off work a little later, but it's usually around 6:30. I basically don't work overtime. The team leader might stay a little later, but it won't be later than 7:00."
"I see."
Jiang Sheng nodded, then smiled shyly at Zhao Nianmeng: "Then, big sister, if you have to work overtime today, just let me know, and I'll come pick you up."
"I suddenly remembered I have something very important to do, so I won't stay here any longer. I'm leaving now, ma'am!"
Without waiting for Zhao Nianmeng's reply, he immediately turned around and ran outside.
"That kid, he's still so energetic and decisive, really..."
Watching her younger brother's figure disappear quickly, Zhao Nianmeng shook her head with a helpless smile.
After leaving the factory, Jiang Sheng passed by his own house and found Zhao Defu and Zhang Chenggang already waiting for him at his door.
"Brother Sheng, you're back!"
Upon seeing Jiang Sheng, Zhao Defu waved vigorously at him until Jiang Sheng's car stopped. Then he said with a smile, "We originally thought you wouldn't be back this morning, so we planned to wait a while. We didn't expect you to be back so soon."
Zhang Chenggang was carrying a money box, and the money inside seemed to be more than it had been a few days ago.
"I also invested some money today, using our family's tricycle to transport the goods, so today's total net profit reached seven hundred yuan!"
Seven hundred yuan is already a considerable sum.
Even decades later, earning a net profit of 700 yuan a day would be considered extremely wealthy.
Of course, the seven hundred yuan was the sum of the three of them combined to sell it for that much money.
If the three of them split the money equally, each person would receive an average of over two hundred.
Back home, Jiang Sheng tallied up the money inside and found that he had made a net profit of over two hundred yuan that day.
After adding up all the money he had saved up, Jiang Sheng realized that through his days of running a stall, plus his initial investment, his savings had reached 1,500 yuan!
With Zhang Chenggang's help today, Jiang Sheng, despite having other things to do, still treated the two of them to a good lunch.
"By the way, Sheng-ge, do you have any upcoming events?"
Jiang Sheng shook his head and said in response to Zhang Chenggang's question, "There's nothing going on, but I'll be going out later. Things at the factory aren't quite settled yet."
The part that needs improvement is the sealing machine.
Zhang Chenggang didn't ask any more questions. The three of them had a simple meal at the restaurant and then left separately.
Only Jiang Sheng, after returning home, searched high and low for a long time before finally finding a relatively mature-looking Zhongshan suit.
After changing his clothes and combing his hair meticulously, confirming that he looked like a college graduate in his mid-twenties, Jiang Sheng turned and left.
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