I went there to help out all week, and Song Chen hasn't been to the juice factory yet. After sending Lin Lu to cram school, he went to take a look.
There's still an hour before get off work ends here, and everyone is busy as hell.
When they saw Song Chen coming, they all took the initiative to greet him and were very enthusiastic.
Song Chen turned around and didn't see Song Zidong, so he asked, "Where's Song Zidong?"
Sister Qiaoer happened to be nearby and replied, "He's packing in the warehouse."
A lot of products were produced in a week and the first batch of delivery has been completed.
Song Chen went to the warehouse to look for someone, and Song Zidong was busy sweating profusely.
"Uncle? Why are you here?"
When Song Zidong looked up, he was startled to see Song Chen standing in front of him.
Song Chen asked him, "How much has been produced?"
Song Zidong didn't forget to pack the bottles with tape: "They are so fast that they have exceeded the quantity you specified. There are 10,000 bottles."
Working six days a week, they should have produced 40,000 bottles, but these people worked quickly and produced a full 10,000 bottles.
Song Chen nodded and suggested, "You can hire two more people to pack."
Song Zidong couldn't handle it all by himself.
Song Zidong: "Just hire one, a man with more strength."
After packing into boxes, they need to be carried up and stacked neatly. Girls have less strength and work more slowly.
If you are hiring a man, one is enough.
Song Chen: "It's up to you."
Song Zidong wiped the sweat off his face, sat on the low stool next to him, and took a sip of water. He still remembered what Song Chen had told him.
"Uncle. I've already bought the suit you mentioned. When will you take me to discuss business?"
He has been looking forward to it for a long time, but his uncle is busy over there this week, so he doesn't want to disturb him.
Song Chen: "Just focus on your work first. I'll let you know when they arrive."
Song Zidong: "Why hasn't he arrived after so long? Is he not coming?"
Song Chen: "We're on the way. Get ready. Focus on your work these few days. You can practice your drinking when you get home."
Drinking is indispensable when doing business.
Although Song Chen also didn't like the smoke-filled and alcohol-filled lifestyle, people in this society had to be disciplined by society.
When you negotiate business with someone, you have to do what they like. Once you have the final say, you can make changes according to your own preferred model.
Song Zidong listens to his uncle in everything. Even if his uncle asks him to eat shit, he will probably finish it before asking why.
"Got it. I'll ask my dad to practice with me when I get back."
There were still some things that had not been packed, and Song Chen had nothing to do, so he squatted down and worked with him.
During the chat, I found out that Song Jiajia had already finished the exam. She felt that she did not do well, so she has been staying at home for the past few days.
No wonder I didn’t go to the banquet with you yesterday.
As her uncle, Song Chen expressed his concern: "She is under a lot of pressure. Don't mention the exam at home and don't put pressure on her."
Song Zidong complained bitterly: "How dare we? I just found out these few days that that girl has a pretty bad temper. I don't even dare to provoke her."
Song Chen: "Everyone has a temper. Smart people just hide it."
Once it breaks out, the sky will collapse and the earth will split.
Just like the two in his family.
You seem easy to talk to normally, but if you really make people angry, you will be scolded like a dog.
Song Zidong nodded frantically: "Yes, yes, Xixi usually looks bad-tempered, but she is actually much easier to coax than her sister."
Song Chen: "Are there more people like you? Be careful or you'll get beaten up by the two sisters."
Song Zidong: "She complained that I didn't tell them about her sister-in-law's pregnancy. She scolded us and is still angry with me. Now she only talks to her sister-in-law."
Song Chen: "You deserve it. Go back and tell her to come to town to play. No matter how you do in the exam, I will give her a big red envelope."
Song Zidong: "What about me? Do I have it?" He said with a grin.
Song Chen: "What do you have? As the eldest brother, shouldn't you give it to me?"
Who said this.
"Uncle, you are biased. I work like a slave for you all day long and am exhausted, but why don't you get any reward at all?" Song Zidong complained.
Song Chen: "Just be content. There are many people out there who want to work like slaves for me. It's good enough that I don't have to pay your tuition."
"If they knew who my uncle was, they would think I was lucky." Song Zi laughed.
After the two of them finished packing the remaining items, it was time to get off work.
It was already late, and the twenty or so employees took off their factory uniforms and went downstairs.
"Director, go home."
Song Chen nodded: "Go back quickly, you have worked hard."
"What are you talking about, the factory director? It's not hard work. We have an easy job. We don't get exposed to the sun or rain, and we have fans. The people outside are so jealous of us."
"Director, we will do a good job."
Those who were not recruited were waiting every day for the factory to expand its recruitment. Song Chen fulfilled his promise and recruited them.
He even cares more about whether they work hard than their boss Song Chen.
Song Chen: "Okay, the profits are good, I will give everyone red envelopes at the end of the year."
Everyone said in unison: "Thank you, Director."
This is a great thing. No matter how big or small the red envelope is, it’s good enough to have it. There is a saying that goes - you can’t sit at home and a penny won’t fall from the sky.
After everyone left, Song Chen asked Song Zidong, "What about you? Why aren't you going home yet?"
Song Zidong: "I'll leave right away."
Song Chen felt guilty for once: "You go away, I'll close the factory gate."
"I love you so much, uncle." Song Zidong packed up, got on his three-wheeled motorcycle and drove away.
The car was used to transport fruit. He would bring dozens of baskets of apples from the orchard every morning and noon.
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