The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhao Jingjing immediately went to the workshop to count the sizes, and then went to the store in front of the factory to buy jerseys and shorts, as well as shoes and socks. Zhang Chen said that he should be armed to the teeth. Zhao Jingjing considered splitting the difference between them. After all, they were older. I also bought knee pads for them.

After buying the clothes, Zhao Jingjing asked Zhang Chen what words were printed on the chest. Zhang Chen told her that of course it was "Qunying". They were "Zhonghui" and we were "Qunying", which was very good and meant that we were equally matched.

Zhao Jingjing left and came back after a while. She told Zhang Chen that by two cents, they meant to print "half an acre of land".

"Why? They don't want to recreate the glory of the past?" Zhang Chen asked.

"What a glory." Zhao Jingjing shook her head and said, "They said that Qunying broke their hearts. What is there to miss? They are now the people of 'Half an Acre of Field'. If they want to fight, it also represents 'Half an Acre of Field'." 'beat."

Zhang Chen felt a little moved as he listened. At the same time, he knew that the time had come. Even the words on the gate could be changed. This place, from the inside to the outside, was already part of half an acre of land.

Zhang Chen said okay, then it will be up to them.

Zhao Jingjing walked to the design center and asked He Hongmei and the others, "You all can write and draw. Do any of you know how to print?"

"What words are printed?" He Hongmei asked.

“The basketball team’s jerseys and pants have the factory name and number printed on them.”

"Go find Mr. Zhang." He Hongmei said.

"General Manager Zhang's seal?"

"He can print, but there are people who can print better than him." He Hongmei said, "Let's go, I'll go with you."

He Hongmei took Zhao Jingjing back to Zhang Chen's office. The two of them told him about the matter. Zhang Chen said yes, you go find me cardboard and I will engrave it.

Zhang Chen didn't do too much of this kind of thing in school before. Even that year, three great men passed away one after another, and more than 500 people in the school wore black sleeves with "XXXXX Immortal!" It was he who brought other classmates with him. printed.

"Are you really going to do it yourself?" He Hongmei asked.

"What's the point? Isn't it simple?"

"Do you know that the paint you use is old-fashioned, will scab, and will fall off in pieces after washing? People now print with water slurry and glue. Have you forgotten how the printing factory does it? of?"

"You know how? Then you can do the printing, and I can only use the paint you mentioned. Besides, how about hiring a printing factory to print such a small number of clothes?"

"Look for Old Tang." He Hongmei said.

Zhang Chen laughed: "Yes, how could I forget this professional?"

Zhang Chen detained Old Tang. After a while, Old Tang called back.

Zhang Chen asked him to help him with something, and Old Tang said yes, I will come right away.

Only five or six minutes later, before He Hongmei and Zhao Jingjing left, Old Tang arrived. Zhang Chen asked strangely: "You flew here so fast?"

"He came on a hot wheel." Old Tang smiled, "How dare I not kill him immediately when Mr. Zhang summons him."

Lao Tang told Zhang Chen that he had just delivered goods to Yan'an Road.

Zhang Chen understood. He told him about printing jerseys and shorts. Old Tang agreed, saying it was a trivial matter. However, he still had a question and couldn't help but ask: "You don't have many men here." , and a basketball team?”

"Women can't play basketball?" He Hongmei asked.

Old Tang was stunned for a moment, then understood and shouted: "It's still a women's basketball team? It's strange, so I'll design it carefully."

Old Tang followed Zhao Jingjing out to get clothes. Zhang Chen asked He Hongmei, how is your handicraft workshop?

"What a bureaucracy. Don't you know it's already started?" He Hongmei said.

"I haven't seen Lao Wan and the others here."

"No, the 'working class' introduced a better place, not in the layoffs, but in the employee canteen. They can work, watch TV and chat at the same time. Zhao Zhilong asked him to be responsible for assigning work to these retired workers every day. .”

Zhang Chen smiled and said: "Yes, he is the person who is most familiar with the staff restaurant."

After He Hongmei left, Zhang Chen took out paper and pen to design the factory gate. He wanted to use the wood they had successfully tested to make a charcoal-effect gate. After thinking about it, he restrained the urge. It would be too much to put such a door here. Passers-by passing by the front door thought they had been burned by fire.

Zhang Chen smiled, gave up on his idea, and designed a door. He put the design draft in his bag and gave it to Lao Wan when he went back. This matter is not urgent. They will wait for them to get all the props from Shanghai. Come out and put it away and install it later, after the National Day.

In the evening, He Hongmei sent Zhang Chen, Xiao Zhao, and Zhang back to Sanbao to the north. They saw Liu Ligan and Wu Zhaohui sitting at the door of the office from a distance. When they saw their car coming, they waved to them.

The three people hugged Zhang Xiangbei and walked over to take a look. Xiao Zhao and He Hongmei screamed. They saw a basin of fried snails and a basin of salted edamame on a folding square table.

They quickly put Zhang Xiangbei into the stroller and sat down.

Liu Ligan pulled the stroller to him, dipped his chopsticks in beer, and fed Zhang Xiangbei. Zhang Xiangbei frowned after licking it and was about to cry. He Hongmei scolded: "Are you crazy?"

Liu Ligan said: "How can this man not know how to drink?"

"How old is he? He's still a man."

"No matter how old he is, he has all the requirements for a man. When his father was this old, he already knew how to drink. If you don't believe me, ask him."

He Hongmei looked at Zhang Chen and asked, "Did you know when his father was this old?"

Liu Ligan pointed at himself with his thumb: "This is dad, I want you to ask me."

"Do you know what happened when you were your age?"

"His father still has a father. It must have been his father who fed his father alcohol. His father told him. Of course his father knew."

This list of dads confused He Hongmei and glared at Liu Ligan.

Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao didn't care what they were eating and drinking, and let them bicker.

Zhao Zhigang, Lao Wan and others came over and grabbed a handful of edamame and stood on the edge to eat it. Zhang Chen asked them to sit down and drink. They said they had something to do and stood for a while and walked away. After a while, they came back and grabbed another handful of edamame. Standing on the edge and eating, Zhang Chen felt in a daze that this scene was like returning to Gaofang in Yongcheng. Unfortunately, there were no camphor trees and tallow trees here, but there were peach trees.

Wu Zhaohui stood up and walked into the office. He pushed a new bicycle out and showed it to them. He Hongmei shouted, "Cool!"

Zhang Chen and Liu Ligan said that you can ride this one and mine should return to its original owner.

Liu Ligan shook his head quickly. No, he had to ride it and take care of it. He was afraid that it would be borrowed by friends in the society. It was too verbose.

He Hongmei shouted: "How about we change cars, I ride this one, and you drive the car?"

Liu Ligan still said no. Yours takes up too much space. You have to find a place to park when you get to a place. It's too troublesome and you can't enter the alley. I've been wandering around in the alley all day.

Xiao Zhao remembered it and told them that when they first arrived in Hangzhou, Zhang Chen locked his bicycle with a chain on the electric pole in front of the Hongqi Hotel. As a result, the front and rear tires were stolen, leaving only a tripod. Everyone laughed to death after hearing this.

"No, no, no, I need to digest it." He Hongmei stood up and went to ride the Giant. She got on the car and rode towards the outside of the factory. Xiao Zhao shouted, "Why are you out so late?"

He Hongmei raised a hand and waved, and the people and cars rushed out of the door.

After a while, Xiao Zhao also stood up. She said that she also had to work for a while, and she pushed the stroller to the distribution center.

Zhang Chen raised his glass, clinked it with Liu Ligan and Wu Zhaohui, and the three of them drank it down in one gulp.

Wu Zhaohui picked up the bottle and poured wine for them. Most of the glass was gone. The beer was freezing in the kitchen refrigerator. He stood up and ran to get it.

Zhang Chen asked Liu Ligan, how was it after spending the whole day traveling around?

Liu Ligan said that the more he walked around, the more he felt that Hangzhou was really a good place. By the way, Zhang Chen, do you know if there are any factories like your Qunying Garment Factory in Hangzhou? They are in the city, but they are dying. of?

Zhang Chen immediately thought of one. He said there was one, and it was the Yiming Food Factory that sold the Yan'an Road sales department to us.

Liu Ligan was immediately interested. He asked Zhang Chen to tell him what was going on in the factory, and Zhang Chen told him.

"I turned to Ma Cheng Road today. It's a really good place." Liu Ligan said.

Zhang Chen turned to look outside the factory gate. More than half an hour had passed and He Hongmei hadn't come back yet. Zhang Chen and Wu Zhaohui said, "Go and have a look. I don't know where this crazy girl went."

Wu Zhaohui stood up and rode his bicycle out.

"How many places have you traveled today?" Zhang Chen asked Liu Ligan.

"Hangcheng is not a big city. I have visited almost all of them." Liu Ligan said, "Zhang Chen, tell me again about the situation when you bought their store. The more detailed the better."

Zhang Chen told Liu Ligan their entire transaction process, including the factory director Fan Qishun and his son Xiao Fan, including the other 100,000 yuan.

"Can you introduce this Xiao Fan to me?" Liu Ligan said.

"Okay, he is a friend of A Yong who supplies us leather goods. How about you go to Stadium Road with me tomorrow and I ask A Yong to call him over?"

Liu Ligan said yes and asked, can you lend me 100,000 yuan?

Zhang Chen glared at him, and Liu Ligan smiled and said: "Okay, here, give me one hundred thousand."

"What are you going to do?"

"Doing real estate."

"One hundred thousand yuan is not enough for real estate or land. Are you going to build a house in the suburbs?" Zhang Chen shouted, "You don't have a fever, do you?"

"No, I've thought about it all." Liu Ligan said seriously, "Do you still remember the Neijiang Building in Haicheng? People can do it with three thousand yuan, but I can't do it with one hundred thousand yuan?"

"That was in Haicheng and this is in Hangcheng. There is no comparison." Zhang Chen said.

"Same, it all depends on man-made efforts."

"Okay, tell me if it's not enough."

"If I can't finish it after I use it, I won't do it. That means my judgment is wrong." Liu Li said, "One hundred thousand is the limit. If I can't finish it after I finish it, I will come back to you. Honestly. When I go to work, real estate has no chance for me in this life, so I accept my fate.”

Liu Ligan raised his cup and said to Zhang Chen, "Come on, let's go."

Zhang Chen raised his glass and clinked it with him, and the two of them drank it in one gulp.

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