Zhou Bingde did not answer immediately. He picked up a dried mushroom and put it in his mouth, chewing while thinking.
"What project?"
"It's a factory building, covering an area of about 1,500 to 1,600 square meters. There's a three-story building, and the rest are factory buildings."
“How long will it take you to deliver?”
"Next March, no later than late March."
"I can't do it." Zhou Bingde answered quite straightforwardly.
"What? Can't do it? Godfather, this is not fair of you. You've already drunk the Moutai and you tell me you can't do it? Spit it out!"
Zhou Bingde laughed heartily: "If you can't vomit anymore, how about you pee?"
"Yes! But it must come out of your mouth."
Zhou Bingde reached out and slapped Wan Feng on the head. "It's not that Godfather doesn't want to help you, it's just that it can't be finished. A factory building of 1,500 to 1,600 square meters is so fucking huge! And there's a three-story building too. There's no way this can be done."
"What if we only build the factory building without the building? Besides, the foundation is already ready. Your people can just come and build the factory building. Bricks, tiles, sand and gravel are all nearby. Oh, and we can even make two mixers for your construction team."
Xue Jianguo’s two machines have been delivered, but we still need to make them if we want to use them.
"That's no problem. Can you also make a blender?"
Wan Feng snapped his fingers. "We can do so many things. Let's talk about the project later. We're not in a hurry to build the building, but the factory. You just need to help us build the factory first, and we can build the building slowly."
Zhou Bingde fell into deep thought.
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