That makes sense.
"That's absolutely right!"
Lin Sen immediately nodded: "Increasing revenue and reducing expenditure is fine, but we absolutely cannot cut costs on product costs. If the product doesn't work, we'll ruin our reputation and nobody will buy it."
"If a bunch of defective products are produced, they will just sit in the warehouse and get moldy."
"This isn't saving money, it's pure waste!"
How did you know!?
As soon as Lin Sen finished speaking, the young man with the crew cut immediately responded: "Let me tell you, the glass factory's warehouse is now full of all kinds of substandard glass products!"
"These things definitely won't sell."
"And then you can't scrap it."
"But if we go back to the drawing board, that bastard Gao Bapi is afraid that the exposure will affect his political achievements, so he is even more adamant in his disagreement!"
"That's good."
The young man with the crew cut shrugged speechlessly: "The glass factory's warehouse is full of scrap, and then the raw material warehouse is full of inferior raw materials."
"Don't even mention that there have been fewer orders and business has been difficult in recent years."
"Even if customers come to discuss business, seeing these low-quality samples will be a turn-off."
"They definitely won't order it!"
The young man with the crew cut was speechless. He sighed and shook his head: "After all, they're here to buy things, not to collect scrap!"
"That's right."
Lin Sen nodded slightly: "No one wants to spend money to buy scrap, that's the truth."
"but."
Lin Sen changed the subject: "Things have gotten this far, doesn't your factory director Gao want to find a way to fix them?"
"After all, I heard that your glass factory hasn't had any expenses for almost half a year, and many workers have no work and have been forced to rest!"
"He's dealt with it; he's figured out a way."
The young man with the crew cut sneered disdainfully: "His plan is to use his connections to get transferred out of our glass factory and become a leader in another factory."
"That way, the glass factory's affairs will have nothing to do with him."
“If something happens at the glass factory after he is transferred, it will be the responsibility of the new factory manager, not his.”
The young man with the crew cut gritted his teeth and roared, "My dad is now the deputy director of the glass factory, so once that bastard Gao Bapi leaves, no one will come to the glass factory to take on this hot potato."
"So my dad will definitely be promoted to a higher position by the higher-ups."
"By then, once the landmines at the glass factory can no longer be concealed, they will eventually be detonated."
"My dad is going to be in a terrible situation, having to take the blame for the mess left behind by that skinny guy!"
"Oh shit."
"Bang!"
The young man with the crew cut had bloodshot eyes. He gritted his teeth and slammed his fist heavily on the table again: "Tell me, isn't Gao Bapi, that bastard, an utterly shameless and despicable scoundrel?!"
"This is such a damn rip-off, so damn shameless!"
"Oh shit!"
The young man with the buzz cut got angrier the more he thought about it.
"That's true."
While verbally agreeing with the short-haired young man, Lin Sen's eyes darted around.
This might be a good opportunity for him.
The Wuzhou Glass Factory did possess the necessary technology, but due to Gao Bapi's mismanagement, it produced a large number of substandard products.
The Wuzhou Glass Factory is currently facing a critical juncture, its very survival at stake.
So at this point, if the price of glass products from Wuzhou Glass Factory is agreed upon...
That's definitely the lowest price you can get it for!
"Tomorrow, we can try going to see Deputy Factory Director Zhu!"
After some small talk, Lin Sen found out the name of the young man with the buzz cut's father. He then smiled and escorted the young man home, memorizing his address.
...
Then, early the next morning.
"call!"
Zhu Guoping, the deputy director of the glass factory, sat in a chair, smoking one cigarette after another. He looked out the window at the glass factory, his brows furrowed.
"Old Zhu, why are you smoking so many cigarettes again?"
"Your lungs aren't good, smoke less!"
Zhu Guoping's wife strode over with a furrowed brow, forcibly snatched the half-smoked cigarette from Zhu Guoping's fingers, and stubbed it out.
"Look at your dark circles, didn't sleep all night again?"
Zhu Guoping's wife felt very sorry for him and poured him a glass of water: "Have some water and go take a nap."
"well."
"I can't sleep."
Zhu Guoping let out a bitter sigh, his eyes still fixed on the glass factory downstairs.
The glass factory now only has one production line open, with only a few dozen workers on duty each day.
Previously, the glass factory was bustling with hundreds of people going to work every morning.
"Don't worry too much about the factory."
“Gao Weimin is the factory director, you are just the deputy factory director.”
The old man's wife said angrily, "He should be the one to worry, not you!"
"Rely on him?"
"Forget it."
Zhu Guoping shook his head with a wry smile: "If nothing unexpected happens, he will be transferred next month to become the director of the No. 2 Textile Factory in the city."
"He's being transferred?"
"And what about you?"
His wife immediately became anxious: "Old Zhu, you have to think of a solution quickly, it would be best if he could be transferred away too."
"If it really doesn't work out, then you can step down early."
"In short, you absolutely cannot stay at the glass factory any longer, something bad will happen!"
"What will happen to the workers if I leave?!"
Zhu Guoping frowned: "The factory has more than 500 workers, and they all depend on the factory for their livelihood."
"Old Zhu, don't be confused."
“The factory is in this state because of that bastard Gao Weimin, not you,” his wife said anxiously. “Now look what’s happened, the factory is about to go under, and he’s just packed his bags and left.”
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