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Around eight o'clock, all other factory directors who came to attend the meeting arrived.

"Director Song, I've heard of him for a long time."

"It's true that heroes emerge from youth. Old guys like us won't be of much use in the future."

When several factory directors saw Song Fuyu, they all praised her for her greatness.

"Dear factory directors and uncles, you have spoken seriously."

"I'm just trying my best. Everyone in the factory has paid a lot to be able to win so many orders."

"Without the support of the employees in the factory, and without the support of brother factories like you, even if I have ideas, it will be just a fantasy."

In this kind of mutual praise, it is most taboo to accept other people's praise alone, especially when there are other people around. So when Song Fuyu answered the call, he would praise them together every time, creating a happy atmosphere.

It's just a compliment, and it doesn't cost anything. As long as she wants to, she can quickly say a lot.

"Is everyone here? When everyone is here, we will start the meeting."

Cao Xingwang gave Song Fuyu enough time to sit in front of him and let her sit below him.

Originally, one of the positions on his left and right belonged to Zhao Da and the other to Ye Hongbing. Now Ye Hongbing sat below Zhao Da, and his original fixed position was given to Song Fuyu.

In fact, she didn't care that much about the twists and turns, but others did, so she chose to go with the flow and sit down calmly.

"Zhao Da, please first report to Director Song on the current production progress of our factory's orders, as well as some future production plans."

"it is good."

Zhao Da opened his notebook and began to elaborate.

Halfway through, Song Fuyu interrupted him.

"Sorry, I would like to ask first, does the current progress include communication with the Ministry of Commerce and the time for inspection there?"

"Communication there is currently not part of our arrangements."

"This won't work. We must include the communication time with them, and we also need to leave time for them. We need their assistance for subsequent operations after production. It can be said that we completely rely on their work. . If we don’t give them enough time, future communication with their staff may not go so smoothly.”

"If conditions permit, we can ask the comrade from the Ministry of Commerce in charge of our factory to come over and check the current production situation, so that he can have a good idea."

She didn't say it too directly, but Uncle Zhao should know what she meant.

The Ministry of Commerce plays a vital role after production is completed. It is necessary to establish a good relationship with their person in charge in advance before continuing to cooperate in the future.

Otherwise, if people do things half-heartedly, they will only suffer the consequences.

"Okay, we didn't think it through properly. I'll contact them tomorrow."

Song Fuyu was quite satisfied with Zhao Da's subsequent report and did not hear any big problems.

After he finished speaking, the directors of other factories took turns to report.

Whenever there was a problem, Song Fuyu would raise questions.

These factories are partners, not competitors. If there were any problems, everyone discussed them together, and the whole process went very smoothly.

"Director Liu, I drew some button styles and sizes, and I wrote them all on them."

"You take a look first. If there are any problems, we can discuss them at the meeting now."

"Okay, wait a minute, let me take a look first."

Liu Xin took the drawing and looked down at it carefully.

"Director Sun, there are basically no major problems with the newly produced fabrics from your textile factory. However, the printing and dyeing connection of the large floral fabric is not particularly good in some places, and each piece of fabric has a certain degree of waste."

"A piece of cloth is 33 meters long. At least six or seven meters of it will cause printing and dyeing problems. This is not acceptable and will increase our production costs. Regarding this issue, you still need to communicate with the dyeing house and come up with a good solution."

"No problem, I will go over and communicate with them tomorrow and ask them to reprint it."

"In addition to this problem, there are several new fabrics that you need to try to produce."

She handed over the drawings.

"I'm sorry to disturb you."

Factory Director Cao's assistant Wang He knocked on the door gently, interrupting their meeting.

"Director Song, I have your phone number."

"I?"

"Well, your husband called."

Song Fuyu looked at his watch, it was already 12:30.

The discussion paid no attention to time, and in a blink of an eye it was time for lunch.

"Director Cao, I'm going to answer the phone first. Why don't we come here first this morning? We'll continue after lunch."

"Okay, you go answer the phone first. The canteen has told us to leave food for us."

Song Fuyu got up and went to Factory Director Cao's office. After waiting for a while, the phone rang again.

"Hello~"

"Daughter-in-law, it's me."

"Were you in a meeting just now?"

"Well, the meeting has ended now."

"Why are you calling me at this time? Are you going on a mission?"

"No, I just made a call to ask you when you'll be back tonight."

In fact, he just missed her a little, thinking that it was lunch time and he would call to hear her voice.

"We will continue to have meetings in the afternoon. It will probably be twelve o'clock when we return to the hospital in the evening."

"Do you want me to come pick you up?"

"Don't make trouble, it's just for one afternoon. Don't ask for leave all the time. It will have a bad impact."

"Daughter-in-law, don't you miss me?"

"Think~"

"I miss you too. I couldn't sleep well last night because I kept tossing and turning."

"Okay, you train hard in the afternoon, and I'll go back in the evening."

The two chatted for a few minutes, and Song Fuyu hung up the phone callously, regardless of the objections of Yan Ziyuan on the other end of the phone.

When I came out of the office, I met the joking looks of Mrs. Liu and Sister Da Niu.

"I didn't expect Yan Tuan to be so clingy in private. After only one day apart, I called him to keep an eye on him. If we were closer, I guess he could find him."

"Hey, I envy their newlyweds. Our old Liu must be all about training."

"How could it be? I think Brother Liu is usually very clingy to you. He just behaves differently from our Yan Ziyuan. We went home a little late from a meeting in the evening, and he came to the studio to call you. Are you going back to eat?"

"He was just along for the ride."

"Going from home to the studio smoothly? That's really smooth."

"Haha, your eldest sister just misses their old Liu."

"No way, I don't miss him."

"Come on, I'm already hungry. Let's try the craftsmanship of the master chef in their cafeteria."

Wu Da Niu avoided their banter, turned around and walked towards the canteen with a blushing face.

After dinner, without taking a break, the group sat in the conference room and continued the morning meeting.

After a whole day, Song Fuyu felt that the scene had returned to the time when he was in the company, and he felt dizzy.

"Director Song, do you really want to leave without having dinner?"

"Thank you, Director Cao, for your kindness. We have to catch the car. We have made an appointment."

"What if you're hungry?"

"Aunt Fang has prepared something for us to eat on the way, so we won't go hungry."

"Okay then, I'll ask Da Dong to take you to the place where you're waiting for the bus."

"Okay, thank you, Director Cao."