Siheyuan: The Idiot in Charge

Chapter 119 Bad Guys

Jia Weidong didn't know what happened to Ding Qiunan after he returned home.

After the bus arrived at Erligou bus station, Jia Weidong got off the bus and walked back to school to pick up his bicycle.

Finance and trade school, carport.

School had already ended, and Jia Weidong's bicycle was parked alone in the carport.

"Juan'er, is this Junior Weidong's bicycle?" After dinner, Du Xinya took Hu Xiujuan for a walk on campus and walked to the carport. The bicycle looked familiar.

Hu Xiujuan stepped forward and took a closer look and said, "It's really Junior Weidong's bicycle."

Du Xinya turned around and looked around, and said doubtfully, "Where is Junior Wei Dong? Where did he go?"

"He didn't come today. Didn't he see anyone else at noon?" Hu Xiujuan and Du Xinya didn't see Jia Weidong in the cafeteria at noon.

"Impossible, he must be here today, otherwise why would the bicycle be here?" Du Xinya said with certainty.

"Then I don't know. If you ask me, who should I ask? Hu Xiujuan scolded Du Xinya, and the two looked at the bicycle and whispered.

"Ask me" Jia Weidong came up behind the two of them, patted them on the shoulders and said with a wicked smile.

"Ah, bad guy, where did you come from?" Both of them were startled by Jia Weidong.

Jia Weidong, with a black line on his head, replied: "I flew down from the sky."

"Hee! Hee! Why, are you unhappy when I call you a bad guy? You are a bad guy, hum! Hum!" Du Xinya glared at Jia Weidong and said.

"Okay! Okay! I'm a bad guy, okay." Jia Weidong didn't argue with her.

"Junior Weidong, I didn't see you in the cafeteria at noon. Where have you been today?" Hu Xiujuan asked softly.

Jia Weidong smiled and said to Hu Xiujuan: "Sister Juan'er, the car from the machine repair shop was waiting for me at the school gate this morning. I'm going to the machine repair shop."

"Oh, that's right. Why is the car in the carport and I don't see you?" Hu Xiujuan said with a smile.

"Juan'er Xuejuan and Ya'er, have you had dinner? If not, I'll invite you two to eat out."

Hu Xiujuan and Du Xinya both waved their hands and said, "No, no, we have eaten in the school cafeteria."

"Those two seniors, I'm going home, see you tomorrow!" Jia Weidong got on his bicycle and left gracefully.

Behind them, Hu Xiujuan and Du Xinya seemed to have something to say but hesitated. They looked at Jia Weidong's back silently and slowly disappeared from their sight.

"The boss is back!"

When Jia Weidong arrived home, the family was having dinner. When the girls saw him entering the house, they put down their bowls and chopsticks and quickly fetched water for him to wash his hands, serve rice and get chopsticks.

Everyone knows that Jia Weidong is going to Guangzhou soon. Sisters Qin Huairu and Lou Xiao'e cherish his time at home. Next, naturally, there will be a happy life of honey and oil.

Silent all night.

The next day.

Don't go to the machine repair shop today. Jia Weidong has breakfast and goes to school.

Textile factory, Lu Xiangyang's office.

"I didn't expect it to be approved so quickly. Good, good, good." Lu Xiangyang was so excited as he held the documents from the superior authority, slapping the table and cheering repeatedly.

Inspired by the participation of the machine repair shop's pellet feed machine in the Canton Fair, Lu Xiangyang also reported to the superior authorities and applied to allow the quality fabrics produced by the textile factory to participate in the Canton Fair.

The competent authorities agreed, and the approval documents were sent to the textile factory early this morning.

The textile factory doesn't have any samples to prepare. The cloth is already available in the warehouse, so it's not as hasty as the machine repair shop.

After the excitement passed, Lu Xiangyang thought of Jia Weidong and told Secretary Ding: "Secretary Ding, go to the Finance and Trade School to bring Jia Weidong back."

Jia Weidong had just attended two classes peacefully when he was taken back to the textile factory by Secretary Ding.

"Is it about corn? I have already asked Ji Yufei to give 10 kilograms to the grain depot. Does the grain depot still want more?" Jia Weidong really didn't know why Lu Xiangyang was looking for him. He sat in the back of the jeep all the way, secretly thinking guessing.

Jia Weidong entered Lu Xiangyang's office, handed Lu Xiangyang a cigarette, sat down and said, "Uncle Lu, I have asked Ji Yufei to give 10 kilograms of corn to the grain depot, no more."

"You brat, why are you so anxious? It's not a matter of corn that I came to you." Lu Xiangyang lit the cigarette with a match, took a strong puff, exhaled a stream of smoke, and cursed with a smile.

<divclass="contentadv"> "It's not about corn? Then Uncle Lu, who are you looking for me?" Jia Weidong was stunned and asked with some doubts.

"Weidong, our textile factory also applied to participate in the Canton Fair, and the superiors approved it," Lu Xiangyang said proudly.

"This is a good thing, Uncle Lu," Jia Weidong said happily.

"But our factory has never participated in the Canton Fair, so I called you back to give me some advice."

"Uncle Lu, I haven't participated in this Canton Fair before either."

"I heard that you gave Liu Feng a lot of ideas, such as manuals, single pages, etc." Lu Xiangyang said unhurriedly, twirling his fingers.

"Uncle Lu, this cloth is different from the machine," Jia Weidong said helplessly.

"Weidong, then you don't have any suggestions at all?" Lu Xiangyang would not let Jia Weidong off easily.

"Uncle Lu, the fabrics from our factory definitely don't need manuals and warranty cards. Print a single page with our products, factory name, address, and contact information and send it to overseas merchants."

"Is it gone?" Lu Xiangyang asked with his eyes wide open and an unkind expression.

"Ahem! Ahem! Uncle Lu, isn't the shirt factory using our factory's fine cloth to produce shirts? Our factory will provide two shirts for each person attending the Canton Fair this time, and find a skilled embroidery master to put them on the shirt bag. Just embroider our factory name or trademark on your mouth and wear it when you arrive at the Canton Fair exhibition hall."

"What else? Come on, don't hide it here with Uncle Lu," Lu Xiangyang urged.

"Uncle Lu, if we want better results, let's just invite the shirt factory to participate in the Canton Fair. If their shirts sell well and become famous, our cloth will also take advantage of the trend."

"Well, Weidong, is it still too late for the shirt factory to apply?"

"Uncle Lu, there are still a few days before we leave for Guangzhou. The shirt factory samples are all ready. If you ask the shirt factory to report quickly, it should be too late."

The current Canton Fair does not display products by category. There is one delegation in each place, and each delegation has a large position. Each delegation arranges it by itself. After squeezing in, the position will be available.

"Okay, I'll call the shirt factory now and ask them to hurry up." Lu Xiangyang started to call the shirt factory angrily.

"Okay, you'd better run away quickly. Don't press me again after making the call. I don't have any good tricks at this time." Thinking of this, Jia Weidong quietly walked out of Lu Xiangyang's office without even saying hello. He rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and shook his head. .

Not thinking about going to school at this point, Jia Weidong went straight back to the farm.

Farm Office.

Ji Yufei and Yu Li were chatting and knitting sweaters in the office.

As soon as Jia Weidong entered the office, the two of them were so surprised that they put down their sweaters and stood up to greet them: "Master, master, why are you here? Didn't you go to school today?"

"Oh! Forget it, I went to two classes and was dragged back by Uncle Lu again," Jia Weidong said after sighing.

"Ah, Uncle Lu dragged you back, why?" Ji Yufei asked with concern.

"The textile factory also applied to participate in the Canton Fair. Uncle Lu called me back to ask some questions."

"Hee! Hee! This is because Uncle Lu values ​​you. The head of our family is capable." After hearing this, Ji Yufei beamed and praised with a smile.

"Yes, the leader is capable." Yu Li also smiled and agreed. Both of them were proud of their little men.

"I guess you are right, how else will I support you in the future?" Jia Weidong said with a smirk on his face.

"Virtue, hee hee"

Textile factory, Lu Xiangyang's office.

Lu Xiangyang chatted with the director of the shirt factory on the phone for more than ten minutes, then put down the phone: "Weidong, eh, where is the person?"

When he turned around, he saw Jia Weidong's shadow nowhere to be seen. He was already dead.

"This brat!" Lu Xiangyang shook his head helplessly and cursed with a smile.