When the two of them were tearing like this, there was a few knocks on the courtyard door, and it was Jing'er calling the door. The two of them quickly stopped. Maosheng pretended to be fine, calmed down, and asked Jing'er across the courtyard, you have to sleep for a mile, what's the matter, I'll talk about it tomorrow.

Jing'er said, I'll talk to my mother about something. I just came up with a way to discuss it with my mother.

As soon as Xylophone heard that Jing'er had a new idea, he urged Maosheng to open the door quickly. Mao Sheng stretched the old face, and the boss reluctantly went to open the courtyard door.

Jing'er entered the house and said, Mother, the matter has come to this, let's not mess up our own position first, and get angry in a hurry. In the past two days, I have been thinking, although the scale of our factory is small and weak, it is all from the surface, and it may not be blown away by a gust of wind. His "natural" plant is a newly built plant. Although there are abundant funds, this is to engage in infrastructure construction and equipment, tossing and turning, and there is not much money left. When we first started to build the factory, we had so little money, didn't we also protect our mouths and expose our mouths, and open our mouths when we covered our mouths. In recent years, our reputation in the market has been resounding. They all talk about the price according to the quality, pay according to the price, and have never deceived anyone. What we do is a conscientious business. Nowadays, our factory also has some capital accumulation, so we will continue to do it according to the method of previous years, and still take the price according to quality. The method of payment can be changed. Don't wait for the finished product to be sent out before paying, delaying people's time to spend money. We can pull the goods on the spot and redeem the money on the spot, with one hand of money and one hand of goods. Come to think of it, those shippers are people who value profit. It is not safe to hold money in the palm of your hand. His "natural" factory will definitely not be like us, there are so many ready-made models, and they will definitely try to drag it back. This delay, these individuals don't know when they can get the money into their own hands, and they will have no bottom in their hearts. Let's do this way, first let them settle down. Even if they make a little less, I'm afraid they'll be happy. Mother, think about it, isn't it so reasonable.

Xylophone's brain is also suddenly enlightened. She secretly complained to herself, such a simple truth, such a white mind, why can't she think of it. It really made things dizzy, and people's heads turned into pig brains.

She said, thinking about it, it is also such a reason, maybe you can get through this level.

Then, she asked Jing'er to call Maolin quickly, and then carefully discuss how much chance this method can have. Mao Lin is the manager of the supply department of the factory, and together with Jing'er, he specializes in the resource market. I also know the thoughts of the suppliers. Asking him to come to discuss, it should be said that he has found the right person. Except for him and Jing'er, I'm afraid no one will be able to help him get his mind right.

Jing'er didn't say a word, turned around and ran, and called Maolin to go.

Maosheng looked at Jing'er's shadow that disappeared into the night in a hurry, and said in a loud voice, what can't you wait for Ming'er to talk about, do you have to finish it tonight. Really, one by one, they are all crazy. It's not like they're all sick. He chattered as he tidied up a pile of household items such as pots, buckets, and kettles on the floor.

Muqin smiled secretly in his heart, and didn't answer his words. She sat and waited for the arrival of the woods.

Mao Lin trotted all the way into the yard with Jing'er. He had just washed his hands and feet and was about to go to bed. As soon as Jing'er said that the xylophone called him, Mao Lin didn't even bother to wipe his drenched feet, so he put on his shoes and ran over. He knew that it was so late, and they had just met, there was no urgency, and the xylophone would not be in such a hurry to call him. [End of Chapter]