Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty Second Letter
Huo Jinzhi naturally had no objection, he still trusted the Tang family, they discussed it, and decided to go to Yuecheng the day after tomorrow, first call the crazy man and ask him to prepare the goods.
Good things either don’t come, or they come in pairs. The next day, Gu Yunchuan also brought good news. He went to Wucheng a few times in the past few days, and naturally got back a big order.
Because the high-temperature welfare in the machinery factory is very popular, after so many years of high-temperature welfare, the employees have never praised it, but this time they praised it, and other factories also knew about it.
The workers in these factories are not satisfied. Why can the machinery factory issue ten-foot proofs, but they can only receive popsicle coupons, and they also want to distribute them.
When the staff made a fuss, the leaders had no choice but to find a way to appease them. They found out that Director Wu was the source of the goods, so they approached Director Wu, and Director Wu sought out Gu Yunchuan.
"There are three factories in total. The scale is not as big as the machinery factory. The total number is about a thousand people, and each person is ten feet." Gu Yunchuan said that he was not satisfied with the number of orders, but Wucheng is too small and there are not many factories. , he plans to visit Hangzhou in a while.
There are tens of thousands of employees in a large state-owned enterprise in Hangzhou. If benefits can be obtained, his achievements will be even higher. Gu Yunchuan is quite confident.
But now he wants to go to Yangcheng more, and he also wants to see the world. These days, Gu Yunchuan's previous thoughts have also changed. He feels that he was too naive before. The ancients said that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles Sure enough, the way was right, he shouldn't be locked at home all day, he should go out and see the vast world outside.
try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} As big as the world is, so should his heart.
"Can I go with you? I have no other intentions. I just want to go there and have a look. After I get there, I can play alone." Gu Yunchuan looked at Huo Jinzhi pleadingly, his tone was very careful, afraid of Huo Jinzhi Sorry for the misunderstanding.
After all, grandma said that before, but in fact he thought too much, Huo Jinzhi didn't worry at all, the crazy man didn't take care of everyone, even if he really knew the purchase channel, he didn't worry, he did business according to his own ability.
"You can go if you want, and the travel expenses are paid by yourself."
Huo Jinzhi's tone was much better than before, but it was still a bit blunt. He disliked Gu Yunchuan's tone like a little girl, making him look like an evil capitalist. A big man talks like a woman, which is annoying.
Gu Yunchuan grinned, "Thank you!"
He wouldn't talk about it with his grandmother, he just said that he wanted to go out to contact the business. Gu Yunchuan also felt very strange that he could deceive his grandmother as if nothing had happened, and he didn't feel guilty at all.
He remembered reading an article before, saying that sometimes lying is also a kind of kindness, and life requires white lies. He thought the author was misleading the readers. Isn’t the best quality of a person to be honest?
But now he understood what the author meant, that white lies can indeed decorate life.
try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} "Huo Jinzhi, receive the letter!"
The postman in green uniform called outside, Huo Jinzhi was stunned for a moment, and then overjoyed, it must be Ma Xiangdong's letter.
Sure enough, it was a letter from JH City. The bold characters on the envelope were obviously in the style of Ma Xiangdong. Huo Jinzhi poured the postman a cup of herbal tea and asked him to rest at home. The postman was not polite, it was too hot.
"Your village has quite a lot of relatives in Songcheng, and there are letters every now and then, and today is another one." The postman is very talkative.
Huo Jinzhi found it strange that Accountant Huang was the only one in the village who had frequent relatives in Songcheng, but Accountant Huang's daughter didn't often write letters, so he asked curiously, "Is it Accountant Huang?"
"No, the one surnamed Shen is her letter recently." The postman said with a smile.