Siheyuan: Since 51

Pan Fei hesitated slightly and helped to explain.

"Director Lin, they also want to avoid wasting foreign exchange."

Lin Zhiyuan stood up with a grim look on his face.

"What a stupid idea! Don't you care about the people at home? Tell them to produce at full capacity and consume the extra output at home. Also, the selling price cannot be too high, and the profit cannot exceed 10%."

After saying that, he was still a little angry and questioned in a deep voice.

"Isn't it for the benefit of the people at home that we do all this? Then it's exhausting, what's the point?"

Pan Fei couldn't help but look up, and suddenly realized that his leader seemed very pure.

"Okay, I understand. I'll convey it later."

Lin Zhiyuan hummed through his nose and blurted out, "Anything else?"

"Have."

Pan Fei flipped through the notebook and continued his report.

"After learning about it, we found that there are a considerable number of ducks and geese in various parts of the south. The raw material problem has been solved. The Tianjin factory asked, how to deal with the finished products?"

Lin Zhiyuan sat down slowly, drank a sip of tea, and asked without raising his head, "How much is it?"

"As of yesterday, there were more than 463,000 down jackets."

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but frown and tapped the table with his fingertips.

"So many? What the hell were you doing earlier? After you got the raw materials, you didn't make any estimates? You only remembered to report after the weather got warmer?"

He asked several questions in a row, and he became angrier and angrier. In the end, he was even more furious.

"If we don't send people to the factory, what are they going to do with the hundreds of thousands of goods? Are they going to embezzle them?"

Pan Fei's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and he slowly lowered his head. He was clearly scolding someone else, but he didn't dare to say a word.

After a long time, Lin Zhiyuan let out a long sigh.

"Report to Mr.'s office, find out the demand of major research bases in the northeast and northwest, and package them for welfare."

After that, he asked, "Anything else?"

"Yes, the Ministry of Coal has sent a message that the person in charge of the Yunzhong mining area wants to meet you."

Lin Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, a little puzzled.

"The comprehensive mining equipment is still nowhere to be seen. It will take at least half a year for it to be back. Why are you looking for me?"

It was the first time Pan Fei saw Lin Zhiyuan angry, and he lowered his voice unconsciously.

"Two reasons. First, five sets of fully mechanized mining equipment were assigned to the Yunzhong mining area according to the arrangement above. Second, the person who came said he was an old friend of yours."

Lin Zhiyuan leaned back, thought of something, and nodded in agreement, "Okay, you can arrange it when the time comes."

……

More than half an hour passed, the report was over, and Pan Fei left.

Lin Zhiyuan drank a few cups of tea and smoked a few cigarettes. He didn't know how to comment on this old friend.

Meanwhile, inside the wall.

The old man sat on the sofa, with a pile of letters on his left and five bamboo baskets on his right.

After reading the letter in his hand, the old man snorted coldly, "What nonsense."

After saying that, he stuffed the envelope back and threw it into basket number one.

He stretched out his left hand, picked up another letter and continued reading.

Beside her, Jiaying couldn't help but give some advice.

"Master, take a ten-minute break, or your body won't be able to handle it."

"Right away." The old boss nodded in agreement, looked at it patiently, threw it into basket number two, and then stood up.

Jiaying hurriedly handed over a teacup, "Drink some water first."

"it is good."

After drinking, he lit a cigarette, took two steps, and then the old man sighed.

"Jiaying, in just over ten years, so many people have forgotten their original intentions and embarked on a path of no return. Tell me, is it because we didn't do well enough, or is it because people's minds have changed?"

For more than a month, there were thousands of letters every day.

The old boss worked day and night to review it personally, divided it into five categories, and handed it over to Kenong for supervision.

Jiaying felt distressed, helpless and didn't understand.

If it really is a termite, why not conduct a thorough investigation and nip it in the bud?

"Actually, you don't have to do it yourself. Leave it to Comrade Kenong, or the office will do."

"No, I'm curious too. I want to see it, too."

As we were talking, the gentleman came over.

The old boss waved his hand and said, "Jiaying, go and get busy first."

After Jiaying left, the two sat down.

The gentleman looked solemn and spoke slowly.

"Boss, after thinking about it, I think the pest control operation will have a great impact on Zhiyuan's plan."

The old boss took a long puff of his cigarette and nodded.

"Indeed, leaving it unresolved is the best way to achieve long-term success. However, if the termites are not removed, the harm will be even greater."

As he said this, he flicked the ash off his cigarette and continued, "So, I have already reminded Zhiyuan to take action on May 1st."

The gentleman sighed, "Alas, John Ke has been in Beijing for more than a month. He has been conspiring with Chilvo and Lucian for a long time, but has not taken any action yet. I don't know if Zhiyuan can complete it on time."

Then, he tentatively suggested, "How about you wait a little longer and wait until Zhiyuan finishes the project? After all, even if the deal is reached, it will only remain on paper until the equipment is installed in the home."

The old boss frowned, thought for a few seconds, and put out the cigarette.

"No, it's too late. Things will change if we delay. How long will it take for Zhiyuan to complete the plan? Half a year, a year, or three years?"

After saying this, he narrowed his eyes slightly, with expectation in his tone.

"Zhiyuan is very smooth, I believe he will not let you and me down."

The gentleman's expression did not ease.

"If you say Zhiyuan is smart, I agree. The key is the pest control plan. It means you are supporting heavy industry. I'm afraid it won't be easy to push forward the plan."

The old boss raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

"I have great confidence in Zhiyuan. How about we make a bet? The stakes are a box of Maozi."

The gentleman was stunned, and then couldn't help but chuckle.

"You really are... this is my only hobby, and you have taken control of it completely."

The old boss smiled heartily and raised his eyebrows.

"Don't worry, if I win, I'll invite you over for a drink."

"In this case, I'm afraid Zhiyuan will succeed." The gentleman smiled and shook his head slightly, "Wait a minute, I'll go find Zhiyuan to find out the truth. I feel uneasy."

The old man nodded and said, "Okay, then go and take a look. Give up as soon as possible and send the wine over as soon as possible."

……

After get off work, Lin Zhiyuan did not go home directly.

Passing by Chen's house, I turned straight in.

After a round, he learned from Mrs. Chen that the master and the God of Wealth had come and taken the brigade commander to his home. He did not dare to delay and hurried back.

Lin.

The brigade commander had never known how to be polite. He sent Wu Xia and Qin Huairu away, went to the side room, rummaged through the drawers and finally found a piece of Pu'er tea cake.

He tore open the outer paper, lowered his head to take a sniff, and grinned.

He quickly returned to the living room and spoke cheerfully as soon as he entered the door.

"Sir, God of Wealth, you two are in for a treat. Zhiyuan, this brat, actually has some good tea hidden away."

He made the tea himself and poured half a cup for each of the three people.

The gentleman looked at it for a few seconds and took a sip.

"The tea is bright red in color, clear and transparent, with a mellow taste. It must be at least 10 to 20 years old."

The God of Wealth also laughed and praised, "What a good thing! This kid didn't even mention it earlier."

The brigade commander raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Tea Cake, and laughed.

"Don't worry about it. Tea Cake's surname is Chen. If you two want to drink some later, come to my house."

The God of Wealth couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Since your surname is Chen, give me half later."

The gentleman glanced back and forth at the two people on his left and right, and spread his hands and said, "What about me?"

……

Lin Zhiyuan pushed the door open and saw this scene. He was stunned and asked, "What are you three doing?"

The brigade commander immediately waved his hand.

"Come, come, come here. The master wants to see you for something, and the God of Wealth also wants to see you for something. I originally had nothing to do, but now I have something too."