The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhang Chen sat there, opened Jessica's email, and read it again. He couldn't see where Jessica's email was lingering.

When Zhang Chen saw Lin Shuwan's MSN online, he sent her a smiley face. After waiting for a long time but there was no response, Zhang Chen forwarded Jessica's email to her and then called Lin Shuwan's mobile phone.

The phone rang, and Lin Shuwan was in a hurry. After answering the phone, Zhang Chen also heard her fussing and the baby's cry. Lin Shuwan shouted:

"Brother, wait, wait, I'll feed BB..."

The baby's cry disappeared, probably satisfied. Lin Shuwan breathed a sigh of relief and said to Zhang Chen:

"Brother, your nephew is just like Old Tang. He eats all the time. Mine is swollen from his bites."

Zhang Chen laughed loudly, and Lin Shuwan also laughed, and said to Zhang Chen: "Okay, he will be quiet after eating some, brother, what's the matter?"

"Oh, I originally wanted you to read an email for me. Just forget it if you're busy." Zhang Chen said.

"I can do it, brother, just send it to me."

"I've already sent it to your email."

"Yeah, brother, I saw it, Jessica's. Just wait, I'll tell you right away."

Zhang Chen said yes.

After a while, Lin Shuwan said: "Jessica asked us to reduce the price by 3 to 5%, and starting from the latest order, so that the goods they receive can carry out the new retail price. This is unreasonable. Oh, brother, there was no such thing in her email. I was the one scolding them for being unreasonable. It was just a price adjustment. If there is such an adjustment, we should start with a new order."

"Awan, I have already discussed this with Qiaoxin." Zhang Chen said, "We agree to adjust the price now, but we only agree to increase it by 2%. This is equivalent to a step back for both parties."

Lin Shuwan thought for a while and said, well, they would not send this kind of email easily. Since it was sent, it means that they must have discussed it internally. It is impossible not to give in, and it is not good to give in in one step. Brother, just Two percent, I think is okay.

"Okay, Awan, please take a look at it for me. Is there anything special about Jessica's email... I mean literally..." Zhang Chen thought, While talking.

"No, brother, it's just a standard business email. What she wanted to say was clearly expressed in the email." Lin Shuwan said, "What's wrong, brother?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I just can't see everything. I want you to help me take a look."

"Okay, brother, that's what the email means. There's nothing special about it."

Zhang Chen hung up the phone and realized that he was being teased by the little girl Xu Qiaoxin again.

Hum hum, let's see how I deal with you next time.

Liu Ligan walked in from outside, and Zhang Chen asked: "Wuhan is back?"

Liu Ligan walked to the sofa, sat down, and said to Zhang Chen, "I just came back from the airport. I'm exhausted."

"What's going on over there in Wuhan?"

Zhang Chen asked. He knew that Liu Ligan and his company had encountered trouble in their Wuhan project. For those demolished households, Xu Wenhui asked local people to help comfort and communicate with them. They also expressed their approval. Liu Ligan and his company had indeed nothing to do with their demolition. He agreed. No more trouble for Liu Ligan and the others.

Liu Ligan and the others thought that they had reached an agreement and that the project could continue. However, they did not expect that as soon as the workers entered the site and resumed work, those people came back to obstruct their construction, and the relevant departments hid one by one.

"Damn it, we shouldn't have contacted these demolition households in the first place." Liu Ligan scolded, "Once the contact was made, these departments were relieved. It seemed that the demolition households had become our company's problem, so we Taking over everything, what the hell does it have to do with us."

"What should we do?" Zhang Chen asked.

"I'm going to ask Song Chunming to withdraw and take charge of the Ningbo branch." Liu Ligan said.

"What about Wuhan?"

"Cold salad." Liu Ligan said, "Otherwise I can't afford it. Hundreds of people are waiting there every day. Who can afford it? Just withdraw them all and let the project be unfinished. Anyway, since Song Chunming When I went to the construction company to collect evidence, I asked them and the lawyer to collect evidence, which proved that we were really powerless and tried our best.

"The project is unfinished. If the local government wants to file a lawsuit, I will file a lawsuit with them. If they want us to re-enter the site and resume work, then you must first fulfill your responsibilities and resettle the demolished households. Anyway, I have people. If you make a scene, you won’t enter.”

Zhang Chen thought for a while and said, maybe this is the only way to do it, forcing them, but your early investment is equivalent to being stranded there.

"We don't want to do this. Anyway, we no longer plan to make money from the Wuhan project. We can afford the loss, but we can't afford the manpower. Now in my company, one person is used as two people, and a bunch of people spend the whole day in Wuhan. With nothing to do, Song Chunming almost cried." Liu Ligan said, "Ignore him, we will definitely withdraw next week."

"What about Xiamen and Hefei?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Xiamen is normal. It's strange. After the emperor went there, it became normal. No one came to cause any trouble. I don't know who the emperor found in Xiamen. It's also strange. In the end, a Taiwanese helped solve the matter in our mainland. Haha." Liu Ligan said, "Zhang Musheng's work is a little slower, but it is still progressing. Once this is done, it will not continue."

Liu Ligan's words made Zhang Chen very emotional. He said, "Gangzi, do you feel now that Lao Yang is really a talent? He took dozens of us people out for several months to He was alone in dozens of places. Everywhere he went, all the relationships had to be settled. The troupe didn't have much money and couldn't even afford to treat people to a meal.

Lao Yang, with just a smiling face and a pack of bad cigarettes, was able to defeat him.

"yes!"

Liu Ligan slapped the sofa and shouted:

"Zhang Chen, what you said is true. Have you ever forgotten that time when we lived in someone else's ancestral hall and secretly drank all the eight jars of rice wine kept in the ancestral hall at night? We were discovered when we were leaving. The whole village surrounded us and refused to let us go, and even beat us. Lao Yang insisted on negotiating with them alone and agreed to perform an extra night as compensation.

"Most people really can't do this job. By the way, where is this old Yang? I called and asked him to come to my place to do it. How can I let go of such a talent?"

Zhang Chen smiled and said: "Go away, just ask Tan Shuzhen. No one knows where Lao Yang went. He appeared one moment and said he wanted to sell something, and then disappeared again in the blink of an eye. I'll help you give it to him." Give Xiangxiang and the others a call. If he shows up again, ask him to come to Hangzhou to find us."

"Okay." Liu Ligan stood up as he said that. Zhang Chen was surprised and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to work. Life is endless and work doesn't stop. Where else can I go? Of course it is to my own post."

"Go away, I haven't seen you for a few days and I miss your wife."

Liu Ligan waved his hand and chuckled: "I don't tell lies in front of real people. I kind of, kind of, really thought about it a little bit."

Liu Ligan walked out, Zhang Chen picked up the phone on the table, called Feng Laogui, and asked him if he knew where Lao Yang was?

Feng Laogui said, this guy, like a dragon, came out and said he was making cultural ceramics. Then he took a few bronze mirrors with green hair and said he was selling some unearthed cultural relics. Someone met me in Hengdian last month, and they said that she was a stage manager on the crew of a TV series.

"Okay, Lao Gui, if you see him again, let him call me." Zhang Chen said.

Feng Laogui said yes, no problem. Zhang Chen, what are you doing? Are you ready to use him?

"Let him pay back the money." Zhang Chen scolded, "You forgot that the night he escaped, the troupe returned to Yongcheng from Wenzhou, and I paid for the fare."

"Haha, no way, Zhang Chen, do you still remember those hundreds of dollars?"

"How about a few hundred yuan? That was all my belongings at that time."

"Zhang Chen, if you plan to use him, he will run away to Hangzhou. If there is an old score, he will disappear as soon as he hears about it." Feng Laogui said with a smile, "I still tell him, You should be ready to use him, I guess."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Chen sat there thinking about Lao Yang and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Xiao Zhao walked in and saw him and asked, "You are alone, why are you giggling?"

Zhang Chen smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just had a phone call with Xiang Nan's father, and he thought it was funny when he mentioned someone from his past."

Xiao Zhao came over and asked Zhang Chen with a fax about Jessica's order. Qiaoxin said that you agreed to reduce the price by 2%. They sent a fax and asked us to confirm.

Zhang Chen nodded and said, yes, I agree, please confirm it and give it to them. There is no way. Now there is a price war domestically, and there is also a price war abroad.

Xiao Zhao said okay, then I will send it back to them.

After Xiao Zhao went out, Zhang Chen picked up the phone and called Zhao Zhigang and told him, "Zhao Zhigang, Jessica and the others, if the production cost of this batch of orders is reduced by 2% from the original, do you think there is any way?" .

"Two percent less than the price quoted at the time?" Zhao Zhigang asked.

Zhang Chen is right.

"It's saved now."

"Oh, what's going on?" Zhang Chen became interested and shouted, "Please tell me quickly."

"When I made the quotation, we had not yet moved to Xiasha. For computer embroidery, I quoted it as an outsourced job. Now we do it ourselves, and the cost has come down." Zhao Zhigang said.

It turned out that this was the case. Zhang Chen said: "On the current basis, is there any way to reduce it by another 2%?"

"Let me think about it. I'll tell you after I think about it." Zhao Zhigang said, "There is always a way, but I don't know if it can be 2%. I have to think about it."

Zhang Chen said yes, think about it.

Putting down the phone, Zhang Chen felt a little happier. At least, for his own part, the original cost has been declining, so the loss is not that big. It can only be said that he has made less money, but if he makes less money, isn't it a loss?

Zhang Chen felt that his mind couldn't turn around all of a sudden.