Age Fubao: Be a group pet in the cannon fodder home

Chapter 177
Qiu Mei didn't think about it for a while, and followed An Xiangwen in a daze.

An Xiangwen chuckled, because of his daughter, he knew a lot about Mei Dandan's situation before, so he naturally knew about Qiu Mei.

Wang Tianrui was imprisoned for seven years because of his bad nature and re-entry. An Xiangwen even asked someone to send things to Mei Dandan's house in private to express his gratitude.

After all, if it wasn't for this incident, my daughter would definitely not be able to see through Wang Tianrui's true face, and she might still be obsessed with it.

Qiu Mei couldn't remember An Xiangwen's name, so naturally she didn't understand the twists and turns.

It's just that the fate of the day fell on my head, so I simply continued to chant.

The steel mill is indeed a big factory. There are a total of ten trucks and trucks in the factory, which are neatly lined up on the playground.

Qiu Mei looked greedy.

"These two cars are not used for the time being, so you can choose one."

An Xiangwen pointed Qiu Mei in the direction, Qiu Meizai looked carefully, chose the newer one among them, and assured him: "Director An, don't worry, although my rent may not be too high, But it must be returned intact, and then I will clean it up and fill up the oil.”

An Xiangwen hummed, "There is a two-month deadline, and if you still borrow it later, you will have to file a new report."

As the director of the logistics department, he still has this authority.

"Thank you Director An!"

Qiu Meixi smiled and wished she could drive away now, but unfortunately she didn't have the ability.

Things went so smoothly today, it was like a pie in the sky.

It wasn't until Qiu Mei and Li Tiegang met again that they understood the reason.

I really didn't expect that there was something about that scumbag Wang Tianrui.

Because of this, Qiu Mei became more courageous when she took the driver to pick up the car.

Wu Dade took the key and got into the truck to check the situation, while Qiu Mei stood beside him and asked An Xiangwen in a low voice.

"Director An, can I call you Uncle An?"

An Xiangwen felt that this girl was quite courageous, and she seemed to know the inside story, so she started to have a relationship with him.

"Okay, Comrade Xiaoqiu, what's the matter?"

Qiu Mei chuckled twice, "Well, isn't it the Chinese New Year coming soon?"

An Xiangwen: "Huh?"

It's only autumn, and there are still a few months left. How come it's the Chinese New Year? Even if this girl wants to pay a New Year's greeting, it's too early.

Qiu Mei: "The steel mill's New Year's goods should be prepared in advance."

An Xiangwen gave Qiu Mei a meaningful look, "Any idea?"

How could there be no such thing? After entering the steel factory, Qiu Mei only had four words left in her impression—wealthy and powerful.

It is also a factory, and I have to work hard to find a way to make money to set up a factory.

The steelmaking plant occupies more than 20 square meters in the outskirts of the city, and the construction area is close to [-] square meters.

Comparing the factories on both sides, Qiu Mei didn't dare to say that she was putting money on her face, and she was completely leapfrogging.

The same is the director of the factory, does she dare to compare herself with the director of the steel factory?Her hairs are also thicker than her waist, so Qiu Mei was able to see An Xiangwen only because of luck.

Now that I have seized this opportunity, can I be content not to do something?
"Uncle An, I have a friend's factory that processes chicken food. After all, this stuff is meat. It tastes good and saves face when sent out. It's perfect for the factory's welfare."

An Xiangwen smiled half-smile, "This friend of yours can't be yourself."

"Hey, otherwise, how can we say that my uncle can be a leader? He really knows the details!"

Qiu Mei gave her a thumbs up, showing no trace of shame on her face.

Harmful, I don’t have a thick skin to do business, it’s better to go home early and sell sweet potatoes.

Basic operation, basic operation.

(End of this chapter)