After walking a few hundred meters, Wu Xiaomei's pace slowed down unconsciously.
She looked back at the gray office building, her heart pounding.
My father-in-law is there alone... he should be okay, right? She kept comforting herself, thinking that he had been here so many times...
Then he gave himself another reassurance: today, all the money has been kept by his mother-in-law. His pockets are cleaner than his face, so what trouble can happen?
But my heart is in turmoil.
But I just can't let it go. The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel.
Wu Xiaomei made up her mind and started jogging towards Guifangzhai!
As the old saying goes, once you start moving, you don’t have time to think about anything else!
At this moment, in Guifangzhai, Feng Chunlian, who had agreed to show samples to Li Guifang tomorrow, was now in the small living room on the second floor of Guifangzhai, trying his best to sell his products!
"Sister Guifang, look at how impressive this gold-plated one is!" Feng Chun's saliva flew straight to his face. "And this double-layered one, if you're careful, it will definitely look decent!"
The samples alone filled up an entire table!
This morning, as soon as she returned to the factory, she told the manager that Guifangzhai was interested in ordering packaging boxes.
The manager asked Feng Chunlian to postpone the current tasks and focus on following up with Guifangzhai, a stable customer.
"There's no need to be so anxious, Manager Xu!" Feng Chunlian said unconcernedly, "Guifangzhai won't run away..."
"What do you know!" the manager stamped his feet anxiously. "Guifangzhai won't run away, but the orders will be snatched away by other factories!"
He counted on his fingers, "Even though they're just self-employed and need smaller quantities, they only pay cash and have fewer problems. Their profits are much higher than those of the state-owned factories!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a stack of crumpled receipts from somewhere and said, "Look! This is a bill from a state-owned factory. The entertainment expenses alone are half the profit!"
Feng Chunlian was still hesitant: "But later, we have a production meeting..."
"Meeting?" the manager scoffed. "A meeting with many people isn't important. An important meeting doesn't have many people!"
He leaned in closer and lowered his voice. "Think about it, you only call for meetings to solve small problems. Do you really need you for the big things? Who doesn't spend their time in meetings swaying around with a cup of tea until the meeting is over?"
Feng Chun was so depressed by what he said!
Okay, that’s quite right, don’t say it again next time.
Fortunately, Manager Xu knows very well the principle of giving a slap in the face and then giving a sweet date!
The manager added, "Besides, have you ever seen anyone who holds meetings every day actually doing any work?
How can people who actually work have time to attend meetings?
As a sales backbone, how could you have the time to attend meetings with them in the factory every day!
Think about it yourself, is this the truth?
After hearing this, Feng Chunlian felt particularly relieved!
She looked down at her rough hands, and thought of those leaders who drank tea in the conference room all day. She smacked her lips, silently picked up the samples, and rushed to Guifangzhai.
When they passed by the conference room, it was already full of people, tea cups neatly arranged, and the slogan "Work hard for 100 days" on the blackboard rolled its eyes at them.
When Feng Chunlian came to his senses, he was already standing at the door of Guifangzhai with the sample box in his arms!
Oh my god, I got fooled by the manager again!
She looked down at the sample in her arms, then back toward the factory, stamping her feet in anger: "This old fox!"
But now that we're here, the bonus is important.
Feng Chunlian straightened his collar and walked into the store.
When Wu Xiaomei ran to Guifangzhai panting, Feng Chunlian was already thirsty from talking and was guzzling water from a teacup.
When Wu Xiaomei jogged to Guifangzhai, a layer of fine beads of sweat had already appeared on her forehead.
She leaned against the door frame and gasped for breath. When she looked up, she saw Feng Chunlian sitting in the store with a table full of packaging box samples spread out in front of him.
"Oh, Xiaomei!" Feng Chunlian, with his sharp eyes, immediately stood up and called out, "Come and help your mother-in-law with some advice!"
Wu Xiaomei didn't bother to exchange pleasantries and rushed over to Li Guifang in two steps: "Mom! The thing you asked me to look at has finally come to light!"
Li Guifang was comparing two samples when she heard this and her hands trembled: "Ah, so fast?"
"I followed my dad this morning..." Wu Xiaomei lowered her voice and told the whole story of the tracking.
When she mentioned the gray office building, she couldn't help but gesture: "It's over there by the Fuqiang Building, that three-story building with the sign 'Ji City Electronic Equipment Company' hanging on the door. The words 'U.S. Country' are smaller than a grain of rice!"
Feng Chunlian was standing by, listening with such fascination that he didn't even bother to introduce the samples.
Wu Xiaomei continued, "What's even more suspicious is that the building is heavily guarded.
I tried to go in pretending to be looking at a house, but was stopped by the security guard, who insisted that I could only see it with an agent.
She curled her lips and said, "I took a quick look at it. What kind of agency is this? It's just a stall the size of two palms!"
Li Guifang's face became increasingly ugly.
Feng Chunlian suddenly interrupted, "Wait a minute! Are you talking about that gray building next to the Fuqiang Building?" She slapped her thigh. "Isn't that the old office building of the old textile factory? I heard it was rented to a shell company a while ago..."
The three of them looked at each other, and the store suddenly fell silent.
"You're such a good fellow, Liu Guanggeng!" Li Guifang slammed the counter, shaking the teacup. She turned to Feng Chunlian and said, "Chunlian, let's do this for now. Let's stick with the one we agreed on."
Feng Chunlian quickly packed up the samples and said, "Okay, Sister Guifang, feel free to call me if you need anything!" Before leaving, he winked at Wu Xiaomei, "Xiaomei, if you need any help, just let me know."
After Feng Chunlian left, Li Guifang pulled Wu Xiaomei into the inner room and asked, "Is your father still in that building?"
"It was still inside when I left!" Wu Xiaomei suddenly remembered something. "Oh, Mom, should we go now..."
Li Guifang snorted coldly, "What's the rush? His pockets are cleaner than his face right now, what kind of trouble can he possibly cause?"
What's more, she had already given a naked warning last night. If Li Jianghai still signed anything, it would be his fate!
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