Chapter 13 Continued Cooperation

The next day.

At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the employees who were working continuously took a breath. Someone lowered the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees, which slightly relieved the heat all over the body.

There were spots on the ground soaked with sweat. Song Jiang sat on the chair and watched for a while before getting ready.

"Everyone stop it!!"

The huge voice attracted all the employees, and countless pairs of eyes looked at him in confusion.

"Listen to me and tell you something."

Song Jiang held up the inventory report in his hand, "I just heard a piece of good news! There are now 1,123 finished products in our warehouse!"

"What is this concept?"

Song Jiang stretched out his fingers to scan the crowd, and his volume suddenly increased.

"Who can tell me what this concept is?!"

"We're done!!"

A young man roared loudly, and Song Jiang laughed.

"Yes!! We're done!!"

"From the 16th to the 22nd! With an order of 1,000 yuan in 7 days, we fought fiercely! We were even more ruthless than a mule!!"

The vivid metaphor made the people below laugh immediately.

But soon I was moved emotionally by another sentence!

"I'm just asking you!! Are you tired!!"

Are you tired? !

After a brief pause, two voices suddenly sounded from below.

"Not tired!"

"worn out!!"

"Not tired!"

“Not tired!!”

Naturally, no one is stubborn in the factory meeting. Everyone will cooperate and support each other so that the leader can step down comfortably.

But this time the honest man in the crowd of voices widened his eyes and looked left and right.

"Aren't you tired?"

For 15 hours a day, a horse can be so tired that he vomits blood!

How can you carry it? !

With shocked eyes, the worker next to him patted him on the shoulder and said, "Just say something nice!"

Which leader nowadays is not like this? !

Although Song Jiang has a good reputation in their hearts, the common problem of leaders still needs to be satisfied!

At this moment, Song Jiang was also a little funny, with the cooperation from below. He hooked his fingers and said, "Come up if you're not tired just now!"

"ah?"

"Old Wang, bless you."

The companion next to him was gloating about his misfortune. The middle-aged man with a beard on his chin and some red bloodshot eyes stepped forward uneasily.

"Boss, I'm actually not tired either."

"Hahaha~" Song Jiang was amused, patted him on the shoulder, took out a stack of Grandpa Mao from his pocket in front of everyone, took out one and handed it to him.

"Huh?" The man blinked in confusion and heard laughter.

"I just like to tell the truth!! You can keep the money!"

"Thank you, boss!" The man who reacted was ecstatic. He held the money in his hand and cast a contemptuous look at his colleague who was talking nonsense below.

I just said, can Mr. Song be like other bosses? !

Mr. Song is the great master of Qingtian!

At this moment, the employee who was almost feeling regretful stared at the grandfather Mao in the man's hand.

If I had known this, I would have been tired! !

Why bother pretending! !

Fortunately, Song Jiang raised his hand again!

"I'll ask again! Are you tired?!"

"Tired! I'm almost exhausted!"

"I'm so tired, my legs are weak!!"

"tired!!"

This time, the answers were more sincere. Each of the employees spoke with sincerity, and the next second, Song Jiang raised his fingers at them.

"Come up and get your money if you're tired!"

"Okay, okay!!"

The employees didn't talk nonsense at all, and they all gathered around with rosy faces. Song Jiang looked at the hands stretched out in front of him and gave them money one by one!

By the way, I slapped a dishonest hand.

"Give me what you took! You still want to fish in troubled waters!"

The employee chuckled and quickly retracted his hand.

After a while, the employees who stood in a row again looked at him energetically.

Song Jiang crossed his arms over his chest, his eyebrows slightly curved.

"I won't work overtime today."

No more overtime?

As soon as these words came out, everyone was sad and happy at the same time.

Fortunately, I can go to bed early without working overtime. I am really tired during this period. But if I don’t work overtime, wouldn’t the 1,000 yuan be gone? Many people are thinking about this!

"But." Song Jiang threw the banknotes into a bundle in his hand and easily caught them as they fell. "Customers will be coming soon. I need a batch of people who are in good physical condition and can move goods."

"Which one of you volunteered?"

Soon someone raised their hand and asked a question: "Do you have money?"

Song Jiang didn't say a word, he just licked his fingers and started counting the banknotes in front of everyone.

As the paper tumbled, everyone raised their hands in unison.

"Haha~" Song Jiang laughed as he wished.

"Go to the warehouse now! Move all the goods to the open space, people will be here soon!!"

"Okay boss!"

"no problem!!"

More than a dozen people quickly dispersed.

As the packed mattresses were carried to the open space one by one, they were piled as high as a hill.

Soon, the sound of wheels on the cement floor came from far to near, and the loud beeping sound was the sound of red iron trucks.

As the hatch opens, skilled workers load the mattress onto the truck.

A big man in a rumpled suit got out of the cockpit of the car. At the first sight, he threw himself on the mattresses piled in the open space.

I approached decisively, inspected a few products, tested the softness and retraction, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief with a smile on my face.

"Great, great! Finally caught up!!"

I never thought that taking a taxi could solve such a big problem.

Sure enough, the masters are among the people!

"By the way! Where is your boss?"

"Our boss is there!" The employee pointed to Song Jiang's position. The middle-aged man looked at him happily and was stunned.

So young!

This age is about the same as my child!

With emotion, the big man smiled and approached, opening his arms: "You are the boss of this factory, so young, young and promising!"

"You are" Song Jiang was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted.

If I'm right, this is Party A!

"Hello, hello!" The two people hugged briefly and separated quickly. The big man smiled, "If I hadn't met your product director, I really don't know what to do."

Product director?

Song Jiang's eyes wandered for a moment, and he heard the other side continue to praise.

"I heard that your factory has 6S certification and some international patents! That's great!"

"Ha, ha, yes," Song Jiang smiled against his conscience, "Our factory uses advanced equipment! It guarantees product quality and high efficiency!"

"Not bad, really good!" The big man nodded vigorously, "We can still cooperate in the future."

I have to say that the big man's first impression is quite good!

"By the way, what is your company called?"

"Tengsheng!" Song Jiang responded, and the big man nodded repeatedly: "This name is good, it sounds grand."

The two chatted for a few more words, and finally, the truck driver began to urge the big man, "I'm leaving first. The payment will be paid to you tomorrow! Don't worry, I won't delay you!!"

The big man got on the car without stopping, and didn't forget to wave his hand.

"Okay! Hurry up and pay the money!!"

Song Jiang shouted, and when he saw the truck going away, he turned back to the house without hesitation.

"Huh——"

It's finally over!

Squinting his eyes, he was about to collapse on the recliner.

A shadow fell in front of him, Song Jiang opened his eyes and found that it was Zhao Mingxuan.

"Hiss——"