Six Hundred and Seventeen. It's a Big Deal

Tsukishima Hotel is not a particularly luxurious hotel in Songjiang. But its characteristic is European-style architecture, and the styles inside are all European-style. Even the waiters speak many foreign languages, so this place is very popular with foreign tourists.

This was not the sphere of influence of Bao Sanli and Hou Zhenhan, or it could be said that Hou Zhenhan didn't take this tiny place seriously at all. After all, this is just a small hotel, and the people coming and going are all foreigners, which has no impact on the local hotel industry at all!

However, it is really strange that the boss of that automobile group would designate this place to receive Feng Wanjiang.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Hou Zhenhan came to the downstairs of Yang Ming's house on time, picked up Yang Ming and Yang Dahai, and rushed to Yuedao Hotel together. Feng Wanjiang was already in the car. When he saw Yang Dahai, he quickly greeted: "Old Yang!"

"Director Feng!" Yang Dahai nodded quickly.

"Lao Yang, don't call me factory director, I won't be anymore!" Feng Wanjiang shook his head and said: "I have communicated with the city leaders about Mr. Hou's capital injection, and they have agreed to the restructuring of the factory. , when the Spring Festival is over and the documents come in, I, the factory director, will be done with it!"

"For a talent like you, the factory director, even if the factory is reorganized, you will still be retained!" Yang Dahai quickly comforted him. Because Yang Ming had previously said that Feng Wanjiang would come down to handle technical production.

"Oh? That's great! I have to thank you, Chairman Yang, haha..." Feng Wanjiang made a joke, but what he said is indeed true. Yang Dahai will be the chairman from now on!

"Look at what you said..." Yang Dahai suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Haha, I think Lao Feng is doing a good job." Hou Zhencheng saw Yang Ming wink at him and immediately said matter-of-factly: "Uncle Yang, you can arrange a manager or something for him in the future!"

"Yeah. OK, just say it's OK!" Yang Dahai nodded and said.

The car drove to the Moon Island Hotel. The boss of the Southern S Dalutong Automobile Group was very arrogant. Yang Ming and the others had ordered food in the private room. This guy didn't show up until the food was almost served. Late.

As soon as he entered the door, he sat down on the main seat in a very impressive manner, and then said with a red face and a mouth full of alcohol: "If you have anything to do, tell me quickly. I have guests over there!"

"Thank you, Mr. Wan, for coming here despite your busy schedule. Let me give you a drink first!" Feng Wanjiang said and was about to raise his glass.

"What are you drinking?" Mr. Wan waved his hand and said, "Are you okay? I came to you just to avoid drinking! Let me tell you,

I have important guests over there. After I go back, I will continue to drink! I come to you just to take a breather! "

"Yes, yes..." Feng Wanjiang put down his wine glass in embarrassment, and then said sarcastically: "Mr. Wan, please see if you can give us some orders for auto parts this year..."

"Oh. Waiter, give me a cup of hangover tea! You're such a naughty grandma. These foreigners are really good at drinking. They almost drank me to death!" Mr. Wan burped from the wine. Greeting the waiter.

Feng Wanjiang had no choice but to shut up. When Mr. Wan finished speaking, he was about to continue talking when the waiter came in with hangover tea.

Mr. Wan took the hangover tea, took a sip, slurped it in his throat, and then spat it into the bowl in front of him. Suddenly water splashed. The dishes on the table were filled with tea that Mr. Wan had spit out.

After Mr. Wan finished vomiting, he took a few more sips of tea and went in. Then he smashed it and said, "This dish is cold, take it away and replace it with the same dish!"

The waiter immediately looked at Hou Zhenhan and Feng Wanjiang. Seeing Hou Zhenhan nodded, the waiter went to buy things.

Yang Ming has been watching all this coldly. Mr. Wan is really a little arrogant! Although it's good to ask for help from him, business is mutually beneficial. Why should he be so arrogant?

Moreover, Yang Ming also saw that this Wan Zong had no sincerity at all! However, Yang Ming has been holding back. He is waiting to see how Mr. Wan will eventually reply to Feng Wanjiang. If he really gave the factory part of the order, then forget about it today!

A man can bend and stretch, so Yang Ming endured it today! Otherwise, no matter who he is, he will not be able to leave this private room normally!

As for Hou Zhenhan, he always acted based on Yang Ming's eyes. Yang Ming didn't let him move, so naturally he wouldn't act rashly. The only thing he can do now is to follow Mr. Wan's wishes here.

Mr. Wan finished playing tricks, and then said slowly: "Oh, by the way, what did you just say to me?"

"Mr. Wan, let me ask, can our factory accept some parts OEM orders?" Feng Wanjiang said quickly and briefly. He didn't dare to write any more ink, otherwise Mr. Wan might not have wandered off to somewhere else.

"What kind of factory do you work for?" Mr. Wan said in a confused tone.

"Songjiang Bus Factory, Xiaobin told you before." Feng Wanjiang said respectfully.

Bin is a translator. Mr. Wan had foreign friends around him, so he spent money to find a translator, Xiao Bin. Xiao Bin is a native of Songjiang. Feng Wanjiang didn't know how to get in touch with Xiao Bin through connections, and then he got in touch with Mr. Wan.

"Passenger bus factory? Isn't that the place where buses are made?" Mr. Wan waved his hand: "We don't buy buses..."

"It's not buying..." Feng Wanjiang said quickly.

"It doesn't matter to us whether you buy it or not. We make cars, not buses!" Mr. Wan shook his head.

"Mr. Wan, it's like this. Our factory is going to be restructured. We need to introduce some new equipment to specialize in the processing of spare parts!" Feng Wanjiang explained: "Let's see if you can give us some orders for parts processing?"

"Oh, the order!" Mr. Wan said drunkenly: "That's okay, come back to me after you finish changing it!"

"It's not that the modification has been completed, but that it is being restructured now. We can sign the contract first!" Feng Wanjiang said: "Although the sales of buses in our bus factory are not good, the air-conditioning compressors and condensers we produce are famous throughout the country. Take a look. Can’t we buy some first?”

"Oh... the air conditioner! I'm not hot right now, so there's no need to turn it on..." Mr. Wan didn't know whether he was really drunk and didn't understand, or whether he was pretending to be confused. In short, it made Feng Wanjiang very embarrassed.

"It's not about turning on the air conditioner, it's about our factory producing air conditioner compressors..." Feng Wanjiang explained patiently.

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Wan's cell phone rang. Mr. Wan waved his hand, took out his phone, glanced at it and picked it up: "Hey, what's the matter? Is something okay? Okay...I'll go back right away. …”

After that, Mr. Wan stood up, shook his head and prepared to walk out of the private room. When Feng Wanjiang saw this situation, he immediately became anxious: "Mr. Wan, don't leave yet, the order has not been finalized yet!"

"Fuck, what kind of **** order, don't you just want some money!" Mr. Wan burped and said, "Come to me tomorrow and I'll give you 100,000. As for that **** air conditioner guy, you Take it home and use it yourself!”

"Mr. Wan, we are not asking for money from you. We are really sincere in our cooperation. How can you talk like that!" Yang Dahai, who had been silent until now, couldn't sit still!

Being called a beggar, Yang Dahai was not as thick-skinned as Feng Wanjiang, so he immediately felt a little unhappy.

"Damn it, you mother, why is it too little?" Mr. Wan snorted coldly: "Look at how you pretended to be grandsons just now, I would have given you 100,000, or not even 10,000! A bunch of idiots, Ridiculous!"

It was the first time that Yang Dahai was scolded so harshly. The muscles on his face twitched with anger, and he pointed at Mr. Wan and spoke while trembling.

"What, you were exposed? Are you angry from shame?" Mr. Wan looked at Yang Dahai and said jokingly.

"Fuck you!"

When Yang Ming saw his father being humiliated, how could he hold back? No matter what Mr. Wan said before, he was talking to Feng Wanjiang. He could pretend not to see it, and Feng Wanjiang was indeed very thick-skinned and didn't care about it!

But Yang Dahai is different. Where has he seen such an occasion? !

So Yang Ming got angry at that time, picked up the teapot on the table, and threw it at Mr. Wan head-on.

"Bang!" Mr. Wan's head was immediately bruised and bloody, and he covered his head and howled.

Hou Zhencheng saw that Yang Ming had taken action, so why should he hesitate? With a grin, he walked to the door of the room and locked the room from the inside, preventing anyone from outside from entering.

"Apologise!" Yang Ming put his foot on Mr. Wan's stomach and kicked him directly.

"You dare to hit me?" Mr. Wan said angrily, "Do you know who I am?"

"Give you a chance, believe it or not, I will crush your head on the spot?" Yang Ming stepped on Mr. Wan's head and said viciously.