Becoming a big boss in the courtyard starts with pork

Seeing Zhang Xing's innocent look, Lin Fang just smiled, with the same meaningful expression on his face.

It seems to be expressing whether you believe it or not!

Of course, the reason why Lin Fang told Zhang Xing about Sumei was not to accuse him.

It's just that Lin Fang happened to bump into Sumei just now, and Sumei's eyes were a little red at that time, as if she had cried.

Lin Fang curiously asked Sumei if something had happened, but Sumei hesitated and kept looking around and did not answer Lin Fang's question.

At first, Lin Fang thought it was Sumei who had a conflict with other staff in the library.

Although they have been training together as a group of employees for a long time, except for sleeping, they spend almost all the time together.

But because of this, there are often minor conflicts between these employees.

In Lin Fang's impression, Sumei had always been a well-behaved person who had nothing to do with the world.

So when Lin Fang saw Sumei's eyes red as if she had cried, she wondered if someone else had bullied Sumei.

Lin Fang chatted with Sumei for a while, and then realized that the person who made Sumei cry was none other than Zhang Xing.

No wonder Sumei didn't dare to say it!

After Lin Fang comforted Sumei, she came to Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing looked at Lin Fang's appearance and told her what happened when Sumei was there just now.

"Brother Xing, why are you telling me this? I believe you!"

After hearing Zhang Xing's story, Lin Fang secretly thought that this was indeed the case, and then she smiled and said to Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing looked at Lin Fang's expression and shook his head helplessly.

"Are you looking for me?"

Zhang Xing knew that Lin Fang came to him only because of Sumei's affairs, so he asked her.

"That's it, Brother Xing, there's a call from the printing factory. Director Zhu said that all the first batch of books for trial printing have been printed. I hope you have time to go and review them on the spot."

After hearing Zhang Xing's words, Lin Fang adjusted her expression wisely and reported her purpose to Zhang Xing.

"It's pretty fast!"

Zhang Xing nodded unexpectedly when he heard Lin Fang's words.

He originally gave Director Zhu of the printing factory a batch of sample books, probably dozens of them, and asked him to make plates and print them. Then he would print hundreds of copies of each book.

"Lao Zhu can do it. Last time I went to the printing factory, there were only two old men working there. I was a little worried about whether he could produce the plates before the library opened. I didn't expect it to be quite fast."

Zhang Xing is very satisfied with Director Zhu's work efficiency. According to the current progress, at least it will not embarrass his library when it opens.

"Brother Xing, are we printing a little too much in the first batch?"

"If one hundred copies of each of these dozens of books are printed, that's thousands of books!"

"What if..."

Lin Fang looked at Zhang Xing's smiling face and spoke with some concern.

But halfway through, Lin Fang didn't dare to continue talking.

Seeing Lin Fang carefully observing his expression, Zhang Xing couldn't help but stretched out his hand to hold her little hand, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, since I specially arranged such a bookstore, I must make it play its maximum role."

"It's just a few thousand books. If our printing plant hadn't been limited in capacity, I originally planned to print thousands or tens of thousands of copies of each book in the first batch!"

Lin Fang's hand was held by Zhang Xing, and she immediately blushed.

However, she did not take her hand out of Zhang Xing's warm big hand, but quickly looked around in a panic. After confirming that no one was there, Lin Fang looked happily into Zhang Xing's eyes.

Now that it was certain that Zhang Xing had made a plan, Lin Fang no longer worried about the number of books to be printed, but instead enjoyed the warmth from Zhang Xing's palms wholeheartedly.

After a while, Zhang Xing left the library and rode his bicycle to the printing factory.

Originally, Lin Fang wanted to go with him, but Zhang Xing was worried that the library would be too busy, so he asked Lin Fang to stay.

After all, Lin Fang is often able to make decisions for Zhang Xing at work.

The location of the printing factory is indeed a bit out of the way. Although Zhang Xing has been here more than ten times before, he still feels that there is absolutely no printing factory in this place every time he comes.

But the reality is so absurd.

Pushing open the big rusty iron door and walking across the gravel road, Zhang Xing went directly to the printing workshop.

Zhang Xing knew that the printing factory was short of manpower. Factory boss Zhu often went to the workshop in person to work with the workers, so if you went to his office, you would most likely not encounter anyone.

When Zhang Xing entered the printing workshop, various noises first reached Zhang Xing's ears.

In Zhang Xing's sight, he saw several stooped old men with white hair operating next to printing machines that were almost the same age as them.

Although these printing workers are quite old, Zhang Xing has seen the work efficiency and quality of these old workers, and they are still very good.

At the beginning, Zhang Xing also thought about whether to redeem several sets of more advanced printing equipment from the resource exchange panel.

In this way, not only will the printing efficiency of their printing plant increase, but the printing quality will also definitely improve.

However, Zhang Xing finally gave up the idea after browsing the advanced printing machines and printing production lines on the resource exchange panel.

It wasn't that he was reluctant to spend so many resource coins, but that he really couldn't decide which printing press to choose.

Most of the employees in today's printing factories are elderly. If we build a more advanced printing production line, these old masters won't be able to understand it!

What's more, if his precarious printing factory suddenly had such an advanced machine, it would be hard for Zhang Xing to explain it clearly.

If the quality of the printed books exceeds that of this era, I am afraid it will attract more and greater attention. At that time, I am afraid that many people will be jealous and hateful.

Besides, these old masters can only feel so energetic when they operate these old machines!

After Zhang Xing walked around the printing workshop, he happened to see Lao Zhu, the director of the factory, arguing with an old master.

Zhang Xing walked towards Director Zhu and the two of them. Because the noise around them was a bit loud, Director Zhu didn't seem to hear anyone approaching.

Standing behind Director Zhu, Zhang Xing asked calmly.

"Director Zhu, what's wrong with you? You're still blushing!"