Chapter 74
Sure enough, two days later, the glass factory sent someone to deliver the finished art water tank to Fan Heng's home.
The four young men carried a few big boxes and moved directly to Fan Heng's house. After putting them down, they explained and left without even touching the chairs. Some don't understand the situation.
"Oh, they are all the samples we need. I didn't expect their actions to be quite fast." Fan Heng saw these things as soon as he got home. The words left on the boxes were from the Panshi Glass Factory, and he was immediately shocked. Understand the origin of these things.
But after unpacking, Fan Heng frowned.
Of course, two of the water tanks designed according to the principle of butterfly cups were made, which took up a lot of space, but the remaining few boxes were filled with various small household appliances, such as water glasses, wine glasses, fruit plates, plates, etc. There are not only glass products, but also a small part of porcelain.
"This matter must have been caused by that He Shuisheng—" Fan Heng rubbed his brows with a look of helplessness.
"The gift giver? If I knew it, I would have stopped it—" Zhang Mei thought that she had let the gift giver in, but seeing Fan Heng's displeased expression, she felt a little uneasy.
"It's not anymore, it's just that this matter is done, it really makes people feel uncomfortable." Fan Heng shook his head, explained the reason to Zhang Mei, and then said with some dissatisfaction, "I originally wanted to find a partner It seems that we are greedy for such a small gain from others."
"Who is greedy for other people's petty gain again?" Fan Wubing pushed the door open and walked in, just in time to hear what Fan Heng said about petty gain, so he asked casually.
Frightened by Zhang Mei's supernatural power these days, he went to school honestly every day. Although the classes in the first year of junior high school were still boring, he had to go to school to stay. Otherwise, there would be dozens of pairs of eyes staring at him all the time in the school.
In order to control Fan Wubing, Zhang Mei specifically explained to the principal, asking him to pay attention to Fan Wubing's movements, so the principal conveyed Zhang's opinion to Fan Wubing's head teacher, the head teacher was afraid that he would not be able to complete this task independently. The glorious and arduous task fully mobilized the masses and asked the students in the class to monitor Fan Wubing's movements. As the saying goes, there are rewards for reporting and everyone is responsible. Even if Fan Wubing has great abilities, he has to sit there and listen to the lectures honestly.
Although he was unwilling in every possible way, he couldn't resist Zhang Mei's idea, so he had to let it go, but he made up his mind, he had to find an excuse to get rid of this unfavorable situation.
"I'm greedy for something cheap. It's a sample sent by the glass factory. Would you like to come and have a look?" Fan Heng rolled his eyes at his son,
Another box was opened.
Fan Wubing naturally wanted to take a closer look, so he threw his schoolbag on the sofa. Squat down and look at the glassware together. I saw a few boxes nailed up with thin wooden boards, filled with straw, and stuffed a lot of glassware and porcelain into them. Judging from the texture and luster, they are all top choices.
So many things, obviously not all samples! Fan Wubing immediately knew that something was wrong with his father, Fan Heng, and his old man was most opposed to doing such unclear things. So Fan Wubing laughed. Knocking on a glass fruit plate, he said to Fan Heng, "Officials don't give gifts. They are kind. At most, we can take care of their business a little bit more! Isn't it just a few plates? You don't have much money, so why do you hang your face about it? Always frowning will make you grow old quickly!"
"Unhealthy wind! This is what bothers me the most—" Fan Heng said with a straight face.
However, Fan Wubing was obviously not interested in talking to his father, Fan Heng, about the dangers of this unhealthy trend. He took out a special glass water tank, placed it on the base paper of the humidifier, filled it with water, and turned it on. . Let's observe the effect together.
I saw the curling white mist rising up, like entering a fairyland.
Looking carefully into the glass water tank, you can vaguely see colorful butterflies flying on the water surface, and figures in ancient costumes swaying inside, which is amazing.
"This is a work of art!" Fan Heng exclaimed after seeing it.
Zhang Mei also came over, and was stunned when she saw it, and she couldn't believe it.
"Such a humidifier needs to have face and lining. If it is sold in the United States, it will cost a hundred and ten dollars, right?" Fan Heng was very satisfied with the effect, and he estimated very optimistically.
"One hundred and ten dollars?!" Fan Wubing yelled with squinted eyes, "Then let you take a look at it! Starting from two hundred dollars, don't think it's expensive, and don't discount it! You have to study the shopping psychology of Americans. Willing Whoever pays a hundred and ten dollars for this thing. Doesn’t care about paying another hundred and ten dollars! What is an American, do you know? Americans just buy things. They buy the most expensive, not the best. So , Our slogan in international trade is not seeking the best, but seeking the most expensive!"
Zhang Mei and Fan Heng looked at each other, "It sounds a bit—hard to say—
"This is objective existence." Fan Wubing concluded after venting.
With the samples in hand, the father and son began to study the next move.
Fan Heng's official-based thinking is serious, and he still wants to hand over this product to Pingyuan Factory for land production, but Fan Wubing is a little reluctant. A single-player machine has allowed Pingyuan Factory to take advantage of it, and in the end it has vaguely not cooperated. I mean, now that this project is put in their place, I'm afraid the tail will be even more raised to the sky.
"You can't forget your roots in life! You must always remember the country's training for you!" Fan Heng knocked on the table and said to Fan Wubing.
"Right now, parents are married, and everyone takes care of their own." Fan Wubing retorted. "You can't hurt the public and private interests, after all, this thing is still made with the equipment in the factory!" Fan Heng threatened.
"It will be a market economy in the future, at most I will compensate you some money." Fan Wubing replied.
"If you do this again, I won't cooperate with you!" Fan Heng said angrily.
"That's better, son, I'll go and register the patent myself." Fan Wubing said with a chuckle.
Zhang Mei has used a humidifier for a few days, and the medicine is very effective in treating the respiratory tract through water mist. At this time, her cough has been cured. Seeing the father and son bargaining tit for tat, she walked over and said with a smile, "Okay." All right! Don’t argue, let’s all give in and let it go! Lao Fan, you hand over the patent to your son, and if you are healthy, you hand over the product to your father’s factory. Wouldn’t everyone be happy in this way?”
This is also a way, Fan Heng and Fan Wubing looked at each other and said, "Deal!"
In this way, the initiative was in Fan Wubing's hands, and he wasn't afraid of another disturbance at Pingyuan Factory.
"It seems that I have to go to Beijing again a few years ago!" Fan Heng thought of registering a patent, so he had to go to Beijing to ask Director Zhang for help. Otherwise, he would have to wait for more than half a year at the earliest. It is not good to have no acquaintances Do something!
Fan Wubing repeatedly agreed, "It's not too late, let's speed up!"
For domestic affairs, various statistics and summaries need to be made at the end of the year, and plans and budgets for the coming year must be made. Things are very complicated. If the action is slow, it will be late.
Zhang Mei thought for a while and said, "It's good for you to go there now. Anyway, Fan Ting should be on vacation, and I just come back with you, so I can feel relieved. Around the Spring Festival, there are too many people on the train. There are two of you, father and son. A care is always good."
"No problem!" Fan Wubing agreed without hesitation, "It just so happens that I can also go and see what the campus of Peking University is like."
While talking, Fan Kang also came back, but it seemed that the locks of his hair were almost sticking together, and he was obviously in a bad mood.
"Brother, how did you get into this look? It looks much more wilted than Shuang's eggplant—" Fan Wubing was shocked after seeing it.
Fan Kang put his schoolbag on the table, lay on the sofa with his feet in the air, and hummed, "I'm exhausted! I was caught by Miejue Shitai today!"
"Why? Did she physically punish you?" Fan Wubing asked a little puzzled.
Miejue Shitai is Fan Kang's head teacher, and is known for being stern and ruthless, because Fan Wubing went to look for him in Fan Kang's class again, but met their head teacher and was interrogated for a long time. Fan Wubing felt that the other party looked like The cloned version of Juejue Shitai, so she was given such a nickname behind her back.
But Fan Kang accidentally spread this nickname, so the name of Miejue Shitai resounded throughout the Pingyuanchang Children's School, and it became famous all of a sudden.
"Helping her family move the briquettes—" Fan Kang said weakly.
"Oh, why are you so stupid! It's not that you are the only one helping, you won't work without effort?!" Fan Wubing was rather speechless to his elder brother, and pointed out that he hated iron for nothing.
"I want to be lazy too!" Fan Kang said aggrievedly, "But I can't!"
"Why?" Fan Wubing asked curiously.
Fan Kang said painfully, "Today I called her Master Miejue behind my back, but Xiao Qiang heard it. But I never imagined that the teacher is Xiao Qiang's aunt!"
Fan Wubing was speechless for a moment, he had nothing to say, and after a long time, he swallowed a mouthful of foam and said, "Damn! Brother, your luck is so gorgeous that I can't say it!"