Upon hearing Sheng Xiping say the project was promising, Sun Shirong immediately perked up and quickly sought out Xu Shiyan to discuss cooperation.
Investing in and building a factory is no small matter, and Guo Shouye was not very confident, so he wanted to ask Sheng Xiping for advice.
It's just a flooring factory; whether or not to invest is a minor matter. Sheng Xiping was just deliberately provoking Sun Shirong.
Sure enough, Sun Shirong became anxious upon hearing this, "President Sheng, please don't!"
"You're a big shot, handling deals worth tens or hundreds of millions. You wouldn't even look at our little bit of money, so don't try to take it from us."
After saying that, before Sheng Xiping could speak again, Sun Shirong immediately expressed his opinion to Guo Shouye and Xu Shiyan.
"Old Guo, President Xu, I think we should finalize the flooring factory deal. Old Guo, you'll still be in charge of the specific details of the cooperation. As for how much to invest, the bureau will approve it."
As for Dalian, since the contract hasn't been signed yet, if it doesn't work out, we can just forget about it.
Sun Shirong wasn't stupid; he could tell the difference between near and far.
flooring factory
In Songjianghe, right under our noses, and since it's related to timber, they all know their stuff and aren't afraid of anything going wrong.
There weren't many good projects before, so we had no choice but to invest in shipping. Now that there are better options, what else is there to say?
Guo Shouye was originally thinking about how to persuade the bureau to agree to the investment.
Unexpectedly, without him having to say a word, Sheng Xiping resolved the matter with just a few words.
"Thank you for your trust, Director Sun. Don't worry, Director Sun, I will definitely handle this matter well," Guo Shouye quickly assured him.
There wasn't much serious business to discuss at this dinner party; most of it was just casual conversation.
They would inevitably engage in lengthy discussions about the Southern and Northern Dynasties, the past and present, and especially the current domestic and international situation.
Sheng Xiping has been to many places, including Moscow, so everyone at the dinner table asked him about the situation in Russia.
Sheng Xiping naturally knew what he could and couldn't say, so he only picked out some trivial things to tell everyone, so that everyone could have a laugh.
While everyone was drinking and chatting, Guo Shouye told Sheng Xiping that the production task for the cola concentrate had been arranged and that Sheng Xiping could rest assured.
Sheng Xiping also said that the company has contacted several sugar factories in Guangxi Province and can definitely guarantee the supply.
Not long after the drinking party, I heard about Lin
The Industry Bureau and Donggang Ginseng Industry Company have reached a cooperation agreement to build a flooring factory in Songjiang River.
The application has been submitted to the higher authorities, and construction will begin once the approval is granted.
As for the original plan to invest in shipping, it has been temporarily shelved because of the flooring factory.
After learning the news, Sheng Xiping didn't say anything, but once when he called the forest farm, he mentioned it to Sheng Liancheng.
He's very busy and doesn't have time to pay much attention.
The furniture factory is preparing new products for this year's autumn trade fair.
Sheng Xiping works with the R&D department every day to draw blueprints and make samples, striving to secure more orders at this year's autumn trade fair.
September 10th marks the annual Teachers' Day.
Although Zhou Qinglan was no longer a homeroom teacher, she still received the title of outstanding teacher at the municipal level.
The school leaders probably thought Zhou Qinglan was a bit idle, so they insisted on transferring her to the Youth League Committee and having her take on a concurrent position.
Zhou Qinglan had no choice but to agree.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is just a few days after Teachers' Day.
This year, the Mid-Autumn Festival falls on a Thursday, so the children don't have a holiday. Therefore, Sheng Xiping brought his parents to Songjianghe in advance to celebrate the festival together.
Qingming Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, and Mid-Autumn Festival are all traditional festivals that Chinese people attach great importance to, but these days there are no statutory holidays.
If it happens to be on a Saturday or Sunday, that's fine; I can take a day off. Otherwise, I just have to do what I'm supposed to do, maybe leave work a little earlier in the afternoon.
Sheng Xinhua is in the second year of junior high school and has no evening classes. As for elementary school, it goes without saying that they get out of school around 4 p.m.
High school doesn't have holidays, but evening classes are suspended. After get off work, Sheng Xiping went to the school to pick up Zhou Qinglan and they went home together.
Before even entering the door, the aroma of food filled the air. "Mom and Aunt Li must have made something delicious. I bet there are dumplings."
Sheng Xiping parked the car in the garage and spoke to Zhou Qinglan as he got out.
It is a tradition in the Sheng family that dumplings are a must for festivals or when guests come.
Zhou Qinglan laughed when she heard this, "What's wrong? You don't want to eat dumplings?"
"Pshaw, it's good enough if someone cooks for you. I'm not picky about anything, as long as there's a hot meal when I walk in, I'll eat anything."
The couple entered the house one after the other, just as the children were bringing dumplings to the east room.
Sheng Xiping chuckled as soon as he saw it, "See, I told you there would definitely be dumplings."
“Not only dumplings, but your mom and I also made six other dishes. It’s a holiday, a rare opportunity for family reunion, so we made something delicious.”
Aunt Li smiled as she scooped the last strainer of dumplings onto a plate, and Sheng Xinhua quickly took it away.
"Hurry up and wash your hands and eat. The dumplings are fresh out of the pot and still warm."
The couple washed their hands and went inside to find the table laden with dishes and dumplings—a truly sumptuous meal.
"Oh dear, it's been so long since I've had dumplings, I'm really craving them."
Sheng Xiping sat down, picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth. "Mmm, delicious, cabbage filling, so fresh."
The cabbage was naturally brought down from the forest farm by Sheng Liancheng and his group.
The cabbages we grew ourselves were fertilized with fermented soybean cake, making them sweet and delicious, unlike the cabbages grown with chemical fertilizers in later generations, which tasted bitter.
Everyone sat down and ate together.
Clearly, the dumplings were very popular tonight; everyone said they were delicious.
When Sheng Xinhua was growing, he ate two and a half plates of dumplings alone, and also ate a lot of chicken and ribs, and finally he was full.
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