After some thought, Xu An let out a soft sigh of relief, then raised his glass and smiled at Han Yuanping, saying, "We haven't finalized what we'll produce yet. We'll contact you, Manager Han, once we've decided to discuss which equipment would be most suitable."
"Well, based on past experience, production usually stops ten days before the Lunar New Year. This year, the Lunar New Year is on February 10th, so production should stop at the end of January. The backlog of orders at the end of the year will be much larger than in other months. If the factory in Hezibao wants to open before the Lunar New Year, it will have to place orders no later than the beginning of January."
Although he had already made up his mind, Xu An did not give a definite answer, but vaguely said, "It shouldn't be as late as January. Hmm, it's hard to say. Once I've made a decision, I'll definitely contact Manager Han as soon as possible."
While the two were exchanging pleasantries, Xu Dongliang was helping Xu An greet and see off guests. Just as he had seen off a group of business partners who had come to offer their congratulations, he turned to walk towards the factory gate and bumped into his second grandfather, who was walking out.
"Second Uncle, this isn't over yet. Are you going back to the village?"
"You're fine here. I have some things to take care of, so I'll be leaving now." As he spoke, the second grandfather leaned close to Xu Dongliang's ear and whispered, "If Anzi asks me where I went later, just say I went back to the village, okay?"
"Huh?" Xu Dongliang wasn't so easily fooled and relentlessly pressed on, "So, Second Uncle, where are you going? What's the matter that's in such a hurry?"
"Where are we going? What else could we be going to do? We've arranged to have lunch with some old folks from the surrounding villages. Don't meddle in their business, just do as I say!"
Grandpa Er impatiently pushed aside Xu Dongliang, who was blocking his way, and strode out of the factory gate. He put on his helmet, took a long stride, and with a roar and a cloud of dust, he rode his motorcycle away from Xu Dongliang's sight.
There was still a lot of work to do in the factory, so Xu Dongliang naturally couldn't chase after them. He could only mutter a few words to himself before turning back into the factory to continue greeting the various guests.
(End of this chapter)
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