Chapter 151 Is This Something I Can Feel?

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"What are you doing, Luo Zi? I'm busy here. If you have anything to say, please tell me."

The phone was connected, and Wu Mingshi's voice sounded on the other side.

Since the last time Luo Yanning helped Qiming Printing Factory get the printing task from Zhuoye Group, Wu Mingshi has been busy almost every day, and there is no time when he is not busy.

At this moment, Qiming Printing Factory has switched from two shifts to three shifts.

The workload was so heavy that even though the employees in the factory were making money, they couldn't bear it.

After all, humans are not machines, so it’s okay to grab tasks in the short term.

People will get tired of high-intensity 12-hour labor for a long time.

Fortunately, the wages offered by Qiming Printing Factory are 20% higher than those in the same industry, and wages are paid on time, so it is easy to recruit people.

In less than a month, Qiming Printing Factory has grown from the original two people to 20 people.

Of course, these are all the contributions of Wu Mingshi and Chen Gang.

Luo Yanning, the big boss who left the shop, was extremely thorough and never interfered with anything in the factory, as if Qiming Printing Factory had nothing to do with him.

Wu Mingshi, the second boss, and Chen Gang, the vice president, make decisions on all matters big and small in the factory.

Luo Yanning got straight to the point and said, "No matter how busy you are, please take time to come over to my rental house, right now."

"No, what's going on?" Wu Mingshi was focused on his work, there was nothing too important, and he really didn't want to be disturbed.

After all, printing one more job can earn Qiming Printing Factory one more job, and he can share more money.

Wu Mingshi is short of money now, very short of money.

Wu Mingshi and Zhang Qian were pregnant before they were married, and their marriage was imminent.

But, right now, the two of them don't even have a house, and they still rent in an urban village not far from Qiming Printing Factory.

Although Zhang Qian's parents didn't have much objection to Wu Mingshi, they also agreed to their marriage.

Neither asked Wu Mingshi for a house, nor a car, nor even a betrothal gift.

Wu Mingshi's father-in-law and mother-in-law can be said to be open-minded to a certain level.

However, if others don’t ask for it, you can’t make too much difference!

You can't get married in a rental house in an urban village!

Wu Mingshi is working hard now just to make a down payment before getting married.

He had calculated that with the current business volume of Qiming Printing Factory, there shouldn't be much problem in giving it a try.

"It's a good thing. You'll know it when you come here. But don't regret it."

Luo Yanning said something mysteriously, leaving enough suspense before hanging up the phone.

Xiaoanshe Industrial Park, inside Qiming Printing Factory.

"Here we go again! Luo Zi is so damn damaged."

Wu Mingshi looked at the hung up phone, a little dumbfounded.

Luo Yanning's battle with his buddy can be said to have accurately grasped his weak point.

Wu Mingshi is said to be the kind of character who "can't stop you from getting to the bottom of things".

If you leave him in suspense when talking to him, he may not be able to sleep at night thinking about it.

"Old Chen! Old Chen! Come here!"

Wu Mingshi waved to Chen Gang, who was holding a work plan and arranging printing tasks with the captain.

After Chen Gang heard Wu Mingshi greeting him, he told the captain a few words and trotted up to Wu Mingshi: "What's the matter, Mr. Wu?"

Wu Mingshi handed the two orders on his mobile phone to Chen Gang: "Old Chen, Zhuo Ye has two urgent orders. Please arrange for the captain to print these two first, and the rest of the printing tasks will be postponed in order."

"But Mr. Wu..." Chen Gang frowned into the word "Chuan" and said with an embarrassed look, "The order for Baolian Mall is also due tomorrow. If it is delayed any longer, this job will be difficult enough to make it on time. Delivered within.”

"Is Baolian's order so urgent?" Wu Mingshi rubbed his temples. He also had a headache.

Zhuoye Group is Qiming Printing Factory’s number one and well-deserved largest customer.

Baolian Shopping Center is second.

Zhuoye Group is extremely important to Qiming Printing Factory, and so is Baolian Shopping Mall.

The eldest brother and the second brother's printing orders collided. This kind of thing is the most troublesome.

Chen Gang said with a sad look on his face: "General Manager Gao of Baolian has called us four or five times today. Tomorrow is the 8th anniversary celebration of our branch. There is no room for error in this printing order."

"That's it..." Wu Mingshi looked up at Chen Gang and said with a pained expression, "That's it, Old Chen, please contact Xianfei.

Ask them to help us print Baolian's orders, and we'll split the profit 20/80. "

There is no room for error in Baolian's list, and even more so in Zhuoye's list.

Wu Mingshi didn't want to offend anyone, so he could only sacrifice part of his profits and ask other printing factories to do the work for him.

"Ahem...Mr. Wu." Chen Gang reminded tactfully, "If you only give 20%, I guess that the one who flies first may not be willing to do this order..."

Chen Gang was indeed very tactful. He dared to guarantee his life. If he only gave 20%, no one would do it!

Competition in the printing industry is fierce, so profits have been spread very thin. Qiming Printing's profit from the printing order at Baolian Mall is only about 10%.

Only give others 20% of the profit, that is, 2%. With such a low profit margin, no one will be willing to do it.

Wu Mingshi raised his forehead and said: "We will keep 20%, others will have 80%, and we will have 20%."

"Uh, that's it..." Chen Gang also had a pained expression on his face, "In that case, I guess they would be happy to help us print it."

The total value of Baolian's printing orders is 380,000 yuan, and the profit is about 80,000 yuan. This time, it is equivalent to giving away 30,000 yuan of profit.

Wu Mingshi sighed and said, "You can't catch a wolf if you don't let go of your child! We are not close friends with Zhuoye and Baolian, and we can't let any of them be dissatisfied with us."

Chen Gang said with regret: "It would be great if we could get another brand new high-speed Heidelberg. In that case, we don't have to spit out the meat in our mouths to others.

Didn't the beverage factory next door just go bankrupt? Renting their site is just enough."

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. After hearing Chen Gang's words, Wu Mingshi's mind began to become active.

If the printing factory adds another printing machine, the work efficiency can be doubled.

As long as the orders keep up, the factory's profits can be doubled again.

With the wedding approaching, Wu Mingshi is full of ambition and energy.

He feels that his potential has not been fully exploited, and he can still attract more business.

"I'm going to meet our CEO Luo in a little while. I'll talk to him about this."

Wu Mingshi looked up at Chen Gang and said, "You should first confirm the matter of Baolian Shopping Mall with Xianfei."

"Okay, CEO Wu, I'll call Xianfei right away."

After Chen Gang finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called the boss of Xianfei Printing Factory.

Chen Gang has a wide network of contacts in the printing industry. The boss of Xianfei Printing Factory used to work with him.

Later, he married a good wife, and his wife's family invested in a printing factory, and he started to be the boss.

Chen Gang still relied on his rich experience honed in the industry for more than 20 years, and moved between major printing factories to find his own mentor.

Due to his poor communication skills, Chen Gang's career has not been ideal.

The highest position he held was only one of the four workshop directors.

He was still the least respected one.

He did the most and most troublesome work, received the most criticism, and got the least money.

This is a true portrayal of Director Chen Gang before.

This time he entered Qiming Printing Factory and became a veteran figure and vice president of Qiming Printing Factory.

Chen Gang felt that he had found the organization and followed the right people!

The salary was the highest ever, the treatment was the best ever, and it was also the most respected time.

When he met Wu Mingshi, Chen Gang felt touched that "a scholar will die for his confidant".

Chen Gang made a phone call for more than 8 minutes before hanging up and looking at Wu Mingshi and saying:

"Boss Wu, I have agreed with Xianfei that they agree to do the work for Baolian Shopping Mall.

At the same time, they also agree to split the profits of printing orders in a 30% to 70% split, 30% for us and 70% for them."

"Okay, Old Chen!" Wu Mingshi stretched out his chubby hand and patted Chen Gang's shoulder, smiling and saying:

"Use the extra 10% of profit to improve the food for the brothers in the factory. Just think of it as you, Old Chen, treating us."

Chen Gang smiled and declined, saying: "No, no, no, of course, it's Boss Wu who treats the brothers."

"Okay, we're talking to each other, I won't waste my words with you."

Wu Mingshi pulled back his hand and finally said: "I'm going to see our elusive Boss Luo. Please keep an eye on the factory and pay more attention to it."

"It's my duty. Boss Wu, drive slowly on the road." Chen Gang smiled and sent Wu Mingshi out the door, watching him drive the factory's newly bought pickup truck out the door.

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3:30 pm.

Wu Mingshi drove a pickup truck to Tianyuan Community as invited.

He took the elevator directly to the 10th floor and rang the doorbell of 1002.

Dingdong, dingdong, dingdong...

After ringing for a long time, no one opened the door, and Wu Mingshi scratched his head in confusion.

"Luo Zi should not be bored enough to play such a joke on me..."

After thinking about it, Wu Mingshi took out his mobile phone, opened the recent calls, and called Luo Xuning back.

Beep beep beep...

Dinglingling...

Wu Mingshi almost heard the beeping sound of the phone being dialed and the dinglingling sound of the phone ringing downstairs at the same time.

Then, the call was connected, and Wu Mingshi heard the voices of two Luo Xunings on the phone receiver and downstairs at the same time.

"Hello? Are you there? Come to 902 downstairs."

"Your uncle, wasting my phone bill!"

Wu Mingshi laughed and cursed at the phone, turned around and walked to the elevator, and pressed the down elevator.

Although it was only one floor down to 902, for a fat guy like Wu Mingshi, he would rather take the elevator than the stairs!

Seeing Wu Mingshi coming out of the elevator, Luo Shuning, who was smoking in the corridor, was not surprised at all.

He casually threw him a cigarette.

As if he had practiced it thousands of times, Wu Mingshi reached out to catch the cigarette thrown by Luo Shuning, and took out a lighter from his pocket to light it.

"You are not at your home, why are you here in 902?"

Wu Mingshi walked up to Luo Shuning, looking puzzled.

"Let me keep you in suspense first."

Luo Shuning wanted to say, this is my home...

"Sell your uncle! Hurry up, tell me what's good!"

Wu Mingshi was thinking about what good thing Luo Shuning said on the phone all the way, and now he couldn't wait.

"I'll come with you." Luo Shuning hooked his hand with Wu Mingshi, and turned around to take him into room 902.

"This is..." Wu Mingshi was getting more and more puzzled by Luo Shuning's mysterious behavior.

Luo Shuning took Wu Mingshi around the house, and finally stopped at the guest bedroom and asked him: "What do you think of this apartment?"

"Is this... something I can feel?" Wu Mingshi turned his head and looked around the room, with a bitter smile on his lips.

Luo Shuning stretched out his hand and punched him on the right arm: "Why so much nonsense, just answer whatever I ask you."

Wu Mingshi looked at Luo Shuning in surprise: "You asked me to come here, you don't want to ask me how this house is, right? Are you moving? Moving down from upstairs?"

"What the hell!" Luo Shuning was a little amused after hearing Wu Mingshi's answer, and went straight to the point, "Forget it, I have to be more straightforward to chat with you, a big fool, so that you can understand."

Luo Shuning changed to a more direct way and asked: "How about this house for you and Zhang Qian as a wedding house?"

"For me and Zhang Qian... as a... wedding house?"

After hearing what Luo Shuning said, Wu Mingshi suddenly turned his head and looked at him, his not-so-big eyes were full of emotion.

Full of emotion!

Since my parents divorced and reunited, no one has cared for me as wholeheartedly as Luo Shuning.

"With such a friend, what else can I ask for!"

At this moment, Wu Mingshi felt that his friendship with Luo Shuning had been sublimated again.

After the excitement, Wu Mingshi still asked uncertainly:

"Luo Zi, you... are you kidding me, right?"

Luo Shuning pointed at his chest and said with a look of laughter: "Do you think I have so much free time?"

Wu Mingshi nodded seriously and said: "No."

Luo Shuning smiled and patted Wu Mingshi's broad shoulders, and said with a smile: "That's terrible, move out of your doghouse quickly and move here to be my upstairs and downstairs neighbors."

"No, Luo Zi... what's going on? Did you rent this house as well?"

At this moment, Wu Mingshi's inquisitive nature was revealed again.

If Luo Shuning didn't explain this to him today, he would have thought about it until the day Luo Shuning explained it to him.

"Well... a customer gave us a house in our scenic area as collateral for a debt."

Luo Shuning made up a reason and said, "It just so happens that you and Zhang Qian are getting married soon.

I thought you two haven't bought a wedding house yet, so I asked you if you like it here."

"No, no, no, no! Absolutely not!" After listening to Luo Shuning's words, Wu Mingshi said firmly, "This gift is too expensive, I definitely can't accept it!"

It's better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone. Luo Shuning felt the secret joy of being given a house today.

He also asked his good buddy Wu Mingshi to feel it for himself.

The two of them are really good buddies, and even their attitudes towards refusing others' houses are similar.

"Don't rush to refuse, I'm not giving it to you for free!"

Luo Xuning laughed awkwardly and said speechlessly: "What I mean is, if you are satisfied with this house, you and Zhang Qian can get on the bus first and buy the tickets later, and you can give it to me when you two have enough money."

"Is that what you mean..." Wu Mingshi was surprised and said excitedly, "Then I have to call our leader and ask her to come and take a look in person. You know, our sister Qian is in trouble."

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