Chapter Seventy-Four: The Deliberation Is Suspended

Sure enough, two days later, the glassworks sent someone to deliver the finished art tank to Fan Heng's home.

The four young men carried a few big boxes, and moved directly to Fan Heng's house, and after putting it down, they explained and left, not even touching the chair, Zhang Mei was at home, but when she encountered such a thing, she was a little confused.

"Oh, it's all the samples we need, I didn't expect them to move quite fast." As soon as Fan Heng returned home, he saw these things, and the words left on the box were from the Panshi City Glass Factory, and he immediately understood where these things came from.

However, after unpacking the package, Fan Heng's brows furrowed.

The water tank designed according to the principle of butterfly cups is of course two and occupies a lot of space, but the remaining boxes are filled with all kinds of small household utensils, such as water glasses, wine glasses, fruit plates, saucers and other things, not only glass products, but also a small part of porcelain.

"This must have been done by that He Shuisheng-" Fan Heng rubbed his brows, looking helpless.

"Gift-giver? I would have stopped it if I had known it-" Zhang Mei thought that she had put the person who gave the gift in, and when she saw Fan Heng's unhappy expression, she felt a little apprehensive.

"It's not anymore, it's just that this thing can be done, and it really makes people feel uncomfortable." Fan Heng shook his head, told Zhang Mei the reason, and then said with some dissatisfaction, "Originally, I wanted to find a cooperative factory, but in this way, it seems that we are greedy for such a small bargain." ”

"Who is greedy for other people's small bargains?" Fan Wuxi pushed the door in, walked in, and happened to hear Fan Heng say something cheap, so he asked casually.

He has been intimidated by Zhang Mei's divine power these days, and he goes to school honestly every day, although the first year of junior high school classes is still boring, but he has to go to school to stay, otherwise, there are dozens of pairs of eyes in the school staring at him all the time.

In order to control Fan Wuxi, Zhang Mei deliberately explained to the principal, asking him to pay attention to Fan Wuxi's movements, so the principal conveyed Deputy Director Zhang's opinion to Fan Wuxi's homeroom teacher, and the homeroom teacher was afraid that he would be unable to read to complete this glorious and arduous task, so he fully mobilized the masses and let the students in the class come together to supervise Fan Wuxi's movements.

Although he was unwilling, he couldn't resist Zhang Mei's idea, so he had to let it go, but he made up his mind, and he had to find an excuse to get rid of this unfavorable situation.

"What kind of cheap am I coveting, it's a sample sent by the glass factory, and you want to come and have a look?" Fan Heng gave his son a blank look and opened another box.

Fan Wuxi naturally wanted to take a closer look, he threw his schoolbag on the sofa, squatted down to look at the glassware together. I saw a few boxes nailed with thin wooden boards, filled with straw, and stuffed with a lot of glassware and porcelain, looking at the texture and luster, they are all the best choices.

So many things, obviously not all samples! Fan Wuxian immediately knew which tendon was wrong with his father Fan Heng, and his old man was the most opposed to engaging in these unclear things. So Fan Wuxian laughed, knocked on a glass fruit plate and said to Fan Heng, "If you are an official, you don't give gifts, but people are also kind, at most we can take care of them a little more business!" Isn't it just a few plates, and it doesn't add up to much money, so why do you have to hang a face for this? Always frowning will age quickly! ”

"Unhealthy winds! I'm most annoyed by thisβ€”" Fan Heng said with a straight face.

However, Fan Wuxian obviously had no interest in talking to his father Fan Heng about the dangers of this unhealthy trend, so he took out a special glass water tank, placed it on the base paper of the humidifier, added water to it, and after turning on the power, he came to observe the effect together.

I saw a curling white mist rising up, as if entering a fairyland.

Looking carefully into the glass water tank, I can vaguely see colorful butterflies flying on the water, and characters in ancient costumes swinging inside, which is amazing.

"It's a work of art!" Fan Heng exclaimed after seeing it.

Zhang Mei also came over, and was stunned when she saw it, and she couldn't believe it.

"Such a humidifier, you have to have a face, you have to have a lining, if you sell it to the United States, how can it cost 100 dollars, right?" Fan Heng was very satisfied with the effect, and he estimated it very optimistically.

"Hundred and ten dollars?!" Fan Wuxian squinted his eyes and shouted, "That's for you to take a look at at most!" Starting at $200, don't be too expensive, and don't discount it! You have to study the shopping psychology of Americans, and the owners who are willing to pay 100 dollars for this stuff don't care about paying another 100 dollars! What are Americans, do you know? Americans just buy the most expensive things, not the best. Therefore, the slogan of our international trade is, not the best, but the most expensive! ”

Zhang Mei and Fan Heng looked at each other, "It sounds a little bit - it's hard to say - "

"This is objective existence." Fan Wuxian concluded after venting.

With the sample in hand, father and son began to study their next steps.

Fan Heng's official-based thinking is serious, and he still wants to hand over this product to the Pingyuan Factory to do, but Fan Wuxian is a little reluctant, a single player has made the Pingyuan Factory take all the benefits, and in the end there is already a vague sense of non-cooperation, and now put this project to them, I am afraid that the tail will be even more to the sky.

"You can't forget your roots! You must always keep in mind the cultivation of the country for you! Fan Heng knocked on the table and said to Fan Wuxian.

"Now it's the father and the mother who are married, and everyone takes care of everyone." Fan retorted.

"You can't harm the public and private interests, this thing is still made from the equipment in the factory after all!" Fan Heng threatened.

"In the future, it will be a market economy, and I will lose you some money at most." Fan replied.

"If you want to do this again, Lao Tzu won't cooperate with you!" Fan Heng said angrily.

"That's better, son, I'll register the patent myself." Fan Wuxian said with a smile.

Zhang Mei used a humidifier for a few days, and the medicine was very effective in treating the respiratory tract through water mist, and at this time her cough was already cured, and when she saw the father and son bargaining there, she walked over and said with a smile, "Okay, okay!" Don't fight, you all take a step back! Lao Fan, you give the patent to your son, and you give the product to your father and their factory to do it, so that everyone will be happy? ”

This is also a way, Fan Heng and Fan Wuxian glanced at each other and said, "Deal!" ”

In this way, the initiative is in the hands of Fan Wuxi, and he is not afraid of any more storms in the Plains Factory.

"It seems that I have to go to Yanjing again a year ago!" Fan Heng thought that if he wanted to register a patent, he had to go to Yanjing to ask Director Zhang for help, otherwise he would have to wait for more than half a year at the earliest, and it would be difficult to do things without acquaintances!

Fan Wuxian agreed again and again, "Without further ado, let's speed up!" ”

At the end of the year, we have to make all kinds of statistics and summaries, and we also have to make plans and budgets for the coming year, and things are very complicated, and if we are slow to act, we will not be able to catch up.

Zhang Mei thought for a while and said, "It's okay for you to go over now, anyway, Fan Ting should also take a vacation, just come back with you, so I can rest assured." Around the Spring Festival, there are too many people on the train, and it's always good to have your father and son to take care of you. ”

"No problem!" Fan Wuxian agreed, "It just so happens that I can also go and see how the campus of Peking University is doing." ”

While speaking, Fan Kang also came back, but it looked like his hair was about to stick together, obviously in a little bad spirits.

"Dude, how did you get this way? It looks much more wilted than a frosted eggplantβ€”" Fan Wuxian was taken aback when he saw it.

Fan Kang threw his schoolbag on the table, lay on the sofa with his feet facing the sky, and hummed, "But I'm tired to death!" Today, I was caught too much by the exterminator! ”

"Why? Did she physically punish you? Fan Wuxian asked with some puzzlement.

The extermination master is Fan Kang's homeroom teacher, and he has always been known for being strict and cold, because Fan Wuxian went to Fan Kang's class to find him again, but he ran into their homeroom teacher and was interrogated for a long time.

And Fan Kang accidentally spread this nickname, so the name of the exterminator Shitai resounded throughout the Pingyuan Factory Children's School, and his reputation was in the limelight for a while.

"Help her move the honeycomb coalβ€”" Fan Kang said weakly.

"Oh, why are you so stupid! It's not you who helps, you won't work or contribute?! Fan Wuxi was speechless to his brother, and pointed out with hatred.

"I want to be lazy too!" Fan Kang said very aggrievedly, "But it can't be done!" ”

"Why?" Fan Wuxian asked curiously.

Fan Kang said bitterly, "Today I called her to exterminate Shitai behind my back, but Xiao Qiang heard it. But I couldn't have imagined that Mrs. Shi was actually Xiao Qiang's aunt! ”

Fan Wuxi suddenly opened his mouth and stammered, he had nothing to say, and only after a long time did he swallow a mouthful of spit and said, "Damn! Dude, your luck is so gorgeous that I can't say it! ”

(To be continued)