The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 695 Reduce logistics costs and digest orders nearby

  The dinner is over.

  Sara was unexpectedly very angry when she learned that Wu Yuan had signed the bill in advance.

   And expressed his dissatisfaction to Wu Yuan very forcefully.

  Translator Hu Yao was surprised that Ms. Sara, the employer, finally got tough on Wu Yuan.

  But being tough on this matter makes people feel inexplicably unspeakable.

   On the way back, Sarah was still aggrieved by the matter.

  Turning to ask Hu Yao: "Is this the machismo of Chinese men?"

   "That's true," Hu Yao nodded: "Chinese men always tend to show this kind of arrogance and display this kind of domineering arrogance in front of women they admire or like. So..."

  Before she finished speaking, Sara's face inexplicably eased up, her eyelashes flickered, showing the joy in her heart.

   Good guy.

  Hu Yao found that she had accidentally said something nice for Wu Yuan.

   Moreover, it is obvious that Wu Yuan's tough and uncompromising attitude is more vividly displayed in the negotiation and cooperation with Sara.

   Under those circumstances, Sara didn't even notice it.

   Only after paying the bill this time, Sarah reacted so strongly.

  Leaving Wugong Hotel, Wu Yuan got on the silver Santana and went straight to Mandifei Furniture Factory.

  Since the Pudong Development Strategy was announced in April, the area of ​​Lanidu has always been in the focus of public opinion.

   Overwhelming news, flying everywhere.

  One day at a time.

  While the silver Santana was walking through the streets and alleys of Lanidu, Wu Yuan found that Lanidu was not as muddy as before, and the sewage was flowing horizontally.

  The reason is that a large number of migrant workers who used to live here began to move away one after another.

  With fewer people, no matter how bad the road is, it will not be as difficult as before.

   Not long after, Santana arrived at Lanidu Furniture Factory.

  Old Jingtou came out of the reception room to open the door, and got a pack of Yuxi cigarettes thrown by Wu Yuan.

  Old Jingtou asked happily: "Boss, I heard that our Mandifei furniture factory is going to move to a new place. Does the old man still need to guard the door?"

  Wu Yuan saw that the old Jingtou had a lot more white hair on his temples, and joked with a smile: "If it is definitely needed, but Master Jing, are you sure you don't want to go back and enjoy the family happiness?"

   "What kind of family happiness, how can you feel comfortable watching the factory?" Old Jingtou said without hesitation: "As long as you don't dislike my old bone, boss, I will continue to show you the gate."

   "Why do you dislike it? Where do you say that?"

  Old Jingtou knew where he was going, but also felt respected, so he took a step closer and said quietly, "Boss, I don't know if I should say something or not."

  Wu Yuan couldn't help but said cheerfully: "Master Jing, just talk about it casually."

   "It's like this. It was half a month ago. The old factory manager of this factory came here once and chatted with me for a long time. I don't know what his intentions are. Anyway, let me tell you."

   "You mean Tan Dechun?"

   "That's right, that's him!" Old Jingtou thought for a while, "But I see that he's well-dressed, so I shouldn't be thinking about this factory, right?"

  Wu Yuan shook his head resolutely in his heart: "No, in our factory, all property rights were handed over very clearly at the beginning. Factory Manager Tan may have revisited the old place, seeing things and thinking about others."

  Old Jingtou waved his hand and said, "Then just pretend I didn't say anything."

   After finishing speaking, Old Jingtou got out of the way, and the silver Santana drove straight in, stopping at the door of the factory director's office.

   This time, Wu Yuan did not go to find his eldest niece Lin Miaomiao or his senior brother He Yunhui alone, but went into the factory director's office and ordered Ma Mingchao to call them over.

  Mandifi's factory director's office, although he doesn't come often, it is still spotless inside.

  As soon as Wu Yuan sat down, Lin Miaomiao and He Yunhui came in one after the other.

   "Old Uncle~"

"boss!"

  Wu Yuan pointed to the sofa next to him and said, "Sit down, sit down and talk."

   When the two of them sat down, Wu Yuan took out Huazi and gave one to senior brother He Yunhui.

   Lin Miaomiao expressed her dissatisfaction with her Qiong nose, but on this occasion, she still wouldn't be the same as her old uncle.

   They could only let them light up their cigarettes and puff.

   "Is the factory busy recently?"

  Lin Miaomiao whitewashed with some guilt: "It's okay, furniture orders from decoration customers have been rising steadily, and new orders based on word of mouth are also frequent."

  Strictly speaking, this should be pretty good.

   But compared with Panpan furniture, Lin Miaomiao couldn't help but feel guilty.

  She also often thinks that if she hadn't left Xingwang Furniture Factory and came to Shanghai, then Xi Susu's current position should be hers.

  But there are no ifs in life.

  As soon as Wu Yuan heard it, he had a good idea in his mind: "That's just right, arrange the relocation of the new factory while we are still busy."

   "At the same time, after arriving at the new factory, after all, there is a scale of 60 to 70 mu, which is much larger than it is now. We should recruit people, purchase equipment, and directly expand production capacity."

  Hearing this, Lin Miaomiao immediately became anxious, "Uncle, we suddenly increased the production capacity so much, where should we put the furniture produced? The inventory will explode."

  He Yunhui took a puff of cigarette sullenly, and nodded accordingly.

   "So," Wu Yuan stretched out his hand to press his elder niece and said, "I've given you some other jobs."

  Lin Miaomiao asked curiously, "What job?"

   "Do you have confidence in the OEM production for Fendi?"

  Lin Miaomiao said nonchalantly: "What's the matter? It's not that we haven't dismantled the Fendi furniture, and it's just like that inside. Even in carpentry, it's not as stable as our traditional structure."

  He Yunhui was deeply touched by this, and nodded sullenly.

   It really deserves to be the kind of character that Master Qiao Siye commented on that "three sticks can't beat a fart".

  Wu Yuan continued to speak provocatively: "We are still talking now. The Fendi headquarters doesn't trust our craftsmanship so much. They are going to come up with questions to test us."

  Lin Miaomiao waved his hand: "Old uncle, if you tell them to come here, I will kill him and **** off."

  Wu Yuan nodded and said: "Then you all discuss the matter of moving the factory first, and then wait for my news."

  Lin Miaomiao said cautiously; "Old uncle, are we really recruiting and expanding the team?"

  Wu Yuan hummed and said: "Since it's not a problem to make OEM for Fendi, then it shouldn't be a problem to make some orders for Panpan as an OEM, right?"

  Hearing this, Lin Miaomiao stood up, and the boss said unwillingly, "What?"

  It was He Yunhui, who didn't respond.

  He really thinks of himself as a worker, as long as there is work to do, he doesn't care.

Wu Yuan pressed his hand, signaled his eldest niece to sit down and said, "Why such a big reaction? Mandifei can do OEM for Panpan, and Panpan can also do it for Mandifi. I am doing this to reduce logistics costs and implement A supply chain strategy to digest orders nearby."

  (end of this chapter)