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Name... film?

Uncle Qian said he had never seen it before, but he recognized the two words above: "Is this my name?"

"Well, this is your business card."

Uncle Qian stared at it for a while, and pouted, "What's the use of this thing?"

"It's familiar." Lu Huai'an raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It's just to leave an impression, once you are born, you are familiar with it twice."

Yes, Uncle Qian looked at it and said with emotion: "Your word is good, but I can't. Writing it is like a dog crawling."

Lu Huaian didn't read much, and his handwriting was good. Back then, in order to make money, he wrote a piece of Fu character, gritted his teeth, and practiced it on the ground with a bamboo.

After practicing a lot, it’s almost the same as any pen.

That's it. Long Feifengwu is used to writing it, and it looks good. After changing it, it's really difficult to write in regular script as it is now.

So he wrote each of them in a special way, slow.

"Why is this paper so thick?" Uncle Qian looked over and over again and found it quite interesting.

Lu Huai'an hummed: "I cut it out of the cardboard they used to seal the sewing machine. I thought about doing it before, but I didn't get the license. I'm afraid that if something goes wrong, there will be no cardboard."

It was cut into a small rectangular strip, and his name was written in a correct and powerful manner.

Draw a line below and write the name of their shop.

"Then what do you mean by a clothing factory? Are we not a clothing store?"

Lu Huai'an laughed and turned his wrists: "These people who eat at noon don't want to know the owner of a shop."

This is true.

This is a dinner party led by Guo Ming and Lao Wu, and Lu Huaian and Uncle Qian are just to accompany him.

Before leaving, Uncle Qian looked at his suit and said, "Well, I'm quite a dog, but... Didn't he say that we would accompany us together."

When people get ruthless, they even scold themselves.

"It's not an accompaniment." Lu Huai'an tidied up his clothes and glanced at him helplessly: "His original idea was to send us our license, and by the way, inform us to pick up the pit of the garment factory."

There is a lot of pressure from above, and they always have to find something to do.

"So that's what he meant!" Uncle Qian snorted, "This person is really not a scumbag!"

Lu Huai'an smiled heartily and raised his eyebrows: "What does it matter, he uses us, we use him, let's go!"

Lu Huai'an and Uncle Qian were invited by Guo Ming. He wanted to explore Lu Huai'an's bottom line. After all, only Uncle Qian had been dealing with him.

As a result, I met people, tall and thin, with decent length and decent clothes.

But that's it, not like the boss he imagined.

Boss, you have to have a big belly, right?

"Come on, let me introduce you, this is our... Director, our... Factory Director..."

Everyone has a background and a name.

Only when Lu Huaian and Uncle Qian were introduced, Guo Ming got stuck: "This is Noah's costume..."

Clothing store? store manager?

Lu Huaian stood up, took out business cards and handed them over one by one: "I'm the director of Noah Garment Factory, Lu Huaian, this is the deputy director of our factory, director Qian."

"..."

Oh, no.

How did you become the factory manager out of nowhere?

Guo Ming had been involved in the system for many years, his face only twitched, and he secretly sighed at Lu Huai'an's thick skin, but he didn't try to dismantle it.

He let out a haha, and introduced it again according to Lu Huaian's words.

Exactly what he wanted!

Naturally, everyone would not ask more questions, but only praised the young and promising.

At the beginning, it was quite cheerful, there was talk and laughter, and the atmosphere was warm.

Just talking about the garment factory, no one spoke up.

A certain bureau stared at the owner of the textile factory: "Director Yuan, have you thought about expanding the scope of the factory?"

Scope of business or something.

Director Yuan smiled naively, without nodding or shaking his head, he said that the funds are currently tight and powerless.

What a joke, just do the math, the money owed by the garment factory is at least tens of thousands of dollars, not counting the workers, not to mention the machines and so on. collapsed.

Several other factories with good profits all say that the production is currently tight and they can't tell the energy.

If the efficiency is poor, they shout that the plate is too big and they can't take it.

The directors of small factories like Lu Huaian and Uncle Qian just drink and don't intervene.

If you don't take the initiative, others won't make it difficult.

Guo Ming glanced at them several times, and even gave them a wink.

But Lu Huai'an just turned a blind eye, pretended to be interested and listened without speaking.

In the end, there was no discussion about the result.

When this topic was revealed, the atmosphere at the scene became warm again.

Seeing that Lu Huai'an was on both sides, Uncle Qian toasted everywhere, Guo Ming rolled his eyes secretly.

Nicknamed.

was used as a springboard.

When the scene was over, Lu Huai'an and Uncle Qian left for the last.

When the people were almost gone, Uncle Qian picked up the TV and stuffed it into Guo Ming's hand: "Old Guo, thank you today, I'll give it to you."

Guo Ming was angry in his heart, so he accepted it without thinking: "Okay, thank you!"

The tone is not good.

Obviously they said they would come over to take over the business, but these two people are good, and the good dinner party of discussing things has become a springboard for their capitalism.

Uncle Qian smiled meaningfully and left without looking back.

After returning home, Guo Ming relaxed and realized that the thing in his hand was a little heavy.

"Oh, why did I receive something."

After his anger passed, he returned rationally.

He immediately wanted to send the things back, but he took a look first.

"Oh my God!"

It turned out that he looked at it twice that day and was pushed out of the TV that he hadn't touched!

"Lao Qian, this old thing, is really rich. No wonder his surname is Qian."

He gave such expensive things as gifts~www.readwn.com~ He didn't even bother to drink water, so he immediately took it to Lu Huai'an's house.

After a lot of shirk, I finally returned the TV.

It's just that Lu Huai'an/Uncle Qian is rich, this concept was deeply imprinted in his mind.

Two days later, no one was willing to take over the garment factory.

The situation is getting more and more severe. The above promises that the production of garment factories can be delegated and contracted to operate, and the problem of administrative management of production and operation activities has been solved.

This is already a great concession. Even if it is so, no one dares to accept it.

In the end, the property had to be cleaned up. Workers who could be transferred would be transferred, and those who could not be transferred to other state-owned enterprises.

There is only one tractor left, and it is the most valuable thing in the garment factory right now.

The asking price is also very expensive. There are many people who want it, but few who can afford it.

I want to distribute it to other factories. These manufacturers who owe money to the garment factory all want it, but they are not clear about it.

Guo Ming had an idea and thought of Lu Huaian.

The boss was also devastated, and he waved his hand after hearing his words: "Then you can ask, if you can't, transfer to the county to be assigned to the brigade."

Anyway, it's impossible to just distribute it to these creditors, otherwise no one will be able to bear the commotion.

Guo Ming came over and asked, "If you have any ideas, I can show you."

"Okay." Lu Huai'an smiled and got up: "Then let's go and see."

The four-wheeled tractor can be used for ploughing and ploughing the land, and it can transport goods with a drag bucket.

The key is that this thing has a very short wheelbase and a very high chassis, so it can run on rough roads.

It's just that it's really not cheap, people's asking price is 2,000.

Two thousand yuan!

What a concept!