During the meal, Master Liang said that he had no appetite, and Lao Song sent him back to rest. Liu Zheming and Song Meixiang were not there, and Lao Song said that they hadn't seen anyone since yesterday, saying that they had gone to talk about business. The dinner table was a little deserted, but He Cheng was so happy, they were not there, and they could eat cleanly, but Lao Song, who was busy from yesterday to now, didn't seem to feel tired at all, and chatted with He Cheng about some interesting things when he used to run business while eating.

After eating, Lao Song insisted that Song Zhicheng send He Cheng to Ruixin. He Cheng has been in Fengtai for a while, He Cheng has met Song Zhicheng a few times, he is the only small truck driver in the factory, responsible for delivery, unloading, loading but there are employees in the workshop to help, and when there is nothing to do, he has to go grocery shopping. In general, he is a miscellaneous person, he is also surnamed Song, and he is either a distant relative or a close neighbor of Lao Song, He Cheng didn't ask much, but He Cheng felt that Lao Song trusted Song Zhicheng a lot.

got into Lao Song's car and looked at Lao Song with a face full of hope in the rearview mirror, He Cheng felt a lot of pressure.

Song Zhicheng is a taciturn young man, with an honest face and a very down-to-earth work, and He Cheng has a good impression of him. After getting in the car, He Cheng answered him when he asked him, and he didn't say a word without asking. It's really tiring to chat like this, so He Cheng simply stopped talking.

The vehicle quickly arrived at Ruixin, He Cheng looked at the time on his phone, it was already time to go to work, and then he dialed Guo Jian's mobile phone

got out of the car, He Cheng asked Song Zhicheng to go back first, Song Zhicheng was real, he drove away without saying a word, He Cheng shook his head and smiled.

When He Cheng walked into the Ruixin factory and went to the office building, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of a luxury office on the third floor, a beautiful woman in gorgeous work clothes was staring closely at He Cheng walking towards the office building with a briefcase.

The beauty thought she was dazzled, took the glasses on the bridge of her nose, stretched her neck to block the sunlight outside the window with her hands, looked carefully, and decided that it was right.

"Huh! How did he get to me? The beauty frowned and said to herself, if He Cheng had a good memory, he would definitely be able to remember who this beauty was.

He Cheng walked into the purchasing department, and this time the assistant beauty Zheng Li had a very good attitude towards him.

"Manager He, Director Guo said that you will come today, you wait a minute!" Zheng Li gently knocked on the door of the director's room.

"Come in!"

"Mr. Guo, Manager He is here!"

"Let him in!"

"Okay!"

Zheng Li opened the door, smiled and said to He Cheng, "Please come in!" ”

Yesterday, He Cheng apologized to Zheng Li, and today he received a sincere smile from a beautiful woman.

Closing the door, Guo Jian didn't greet He Cheng to sit down, and directly asked about the model, He Cheng hurriedly took out the neatly folded cheongsam from the briefcase and offered it with both hands.

When the cheongsam was taken out of the briefcase, Guo Jian's eyes lit up, and he stood up with a "poof", and He Cheng, who bowed his head, thought that something had been knocked over, and hurriedly looked up, just in time to see the bright light in Guo Jian's eyes, but soon he returned to an expressionless appearance, making it impossible to see the true thoughts in his heart.

When talking about business, Guo Jian always shows people like this.

Guo Jian took the cheongsam in He Cheng's hand, walked out of the boss's chair, ignored He Cheng, walked straight to the floor-to-ceiling window with the cheongsam in both hands, pulled up the curtains, and then carefully examined the cheongsam in his hand.

The color under the sun is the most realistic color, so Guo Jian chose to watch it in front of the window.

Guo Jian touched this, looked at that, sometimes closed his eyes and touched it with his hands, sometimes pinched a small piece of fabric to check carefully, and sometimes compared the cheongsam to himself, completely ignoring He Cheng's existence.

After a long time, Guo Jiancai returned to his boss's chair, threw the cheongsam on the desk casually, and drank a large sip of water, as if he was very thirsty.

"This model cheongsam is okay!" Guo Jian said so on his lips, but he was amazed by this cheongsam in his heart.

"This is the best master tailor in our factory, who stayed up for a day and a night, and carefully made it!" Regarding Guo Jian's duplicitous evaluation, He Cheng was a little unhappy in his heart.

"How many masters in your factory can achieve this level?"

"Just one!"

"Well, if you want to mass-produce this model cheongsam, can your factory dare to accept it?" Guo Jian stared at He Cheng and asked.

He Cheng didn't answer quickly, and after thinking for a while, he replied: "If it is all based on this standard, it can be done in large quantities, but it will definitely not be possible in a short period of time." If it's still okay to do it in small batches! He Cheng didn't know if anyone other than Master Liang could also make this effect, so he didn't dare to boast.

"Oh!" Guo Jian nodded, and he had a deep understanding of He Cheng's honesty. If it is another salesman, no matter whether he can do it or not, he will definitely say "no problem" as soon as he faces a large order that is very likely to be obtained!

To do this standard, even if it is a super factory like Ruixin, it is also a little difficult to produce in large quantities, because there are not many workers in a factory who really have "big skills", they are all masters and technicians, generally they are only responsible for proofing, but really to achieve mass production, the quality is absolutely not up to this requirement.

"In this way, you go back and fax me a copy of the details of your company, and I'll see if there is a list suitable for you when the time comes, and we'll talk about it in detail!" After Guo Jian finished speaking, he pressed the speakerphone of the office phone, called Zheng Li in, and asked Zheng Li to give He Cheng a business card with the details of the purchasing department.

There are several types of business cards for senior management in large companies, and the information on them will not be the same. Of course, the kind of business card that Guo Jian asked Zheng Li to give to He Cheng is the one with more detailed information.

He Cheng took the business card with both hands and said sincerely: "Thank you!" Regardless of whether our factory can get the opportunity to cooperate with your company, I should say thank you to Mr. Guo! ”

When it comes to this, He Cheng can stop in moderation, and everything that needs to be said and done is in place. Guo Jian said that it is still very possible to get an order from Ruixin in the future. If you don't know how to advance or retreat at this moment, you will fall behind, and even cause Guo Jian's dissatisfaction.

"Is Mr. Guo free tonight? Have a meal together in the evening! He asked sincerely.

"I'm sorry tonight, I'm really not free tonight, I have something important! Another day, another day I'll invite you! Guo Jian hesitated, but still refused.

"Okay, then another day, Mr. Guo is not allowed to release my pigeons!" He Cheng said with a smile.

"Definitely, definitely!"

After that, He Cheng went out of the purchasing department, walked out of Ruixin's factory gate, sat down on a stone bench not far away, lit a cigarette, recalled what Guo Jian said just now, and wanted to find some clues from it to measure the effect of today's negotiations.

"In general, it should be quite optimistic, but then they will definitely do some investigation and evaluation of Fengtai, hey, "planning things are in people, things are in the sky", do their best! Thinking of Fengtai's current situation, He Cheng couldn't be optimistic.

As soon as He Cheng left the purchasing department of Ruixin Office Building, a beautiful woman walked in on the back foot. All the employees in the purchasing department who saw this beauty would smile and call respectfully: "Mr. Jing is good!" ”

When the assistant Zheng Li saw the beauty, she hurriedly stood up, got up and opened the door of the director's room for her, and greeted inside: "Mr. Guo, Mr. Jing is here!" ”

"Please let her in!" Guo Jian was immersed in observing the model cheongsam in his hand at the moment.

"Mr. Guo, why do you look so fascinated?" The beauty asked.

"Oh, a business sent me a sample just now!" Guo Jian hurriedly stood up and dropped the cheongsam in his hand, and gave up the boss chair he was sitting on to Mr. Jing with a smile.

"Don't be stunned, hurry up and make Mr. Jing her favorite Maojian tea!" Guo Jian hated that iron could not be made of steel, and he made a look at Zheng Li.

"Oh good, I'll go right away!" Zheng Li hurriedly ran to the bookcase and took out a relatively old jar of pure tin and made tea.

"The one who just got out!" Mr. Jing originally wanted to ask the person who had just gone out, but his eyes straightened when he looked at the cheongsam that was thrown on the desk.

She held the cheongsam in her hand and sniffed it, and a faint floral fragrance made her a little intoxicated. Then, she laid the cheongsam on the desk and smoothed it out, stroking every inch of fabric with her hands, and her eyes swept over the places where her hands passed.

At this moment, Zheng Li just made a cup of good hair tips and brought it to Mr. Jing.

"Mr. Jing, please drink tea!" Zheng Li put down the teacup and turned to leave.

"Stop!" Mr. Jing suddenly stopped her and startled her.

Zheng Li hurriedly turned around and looked at Mr. Jing with sincere fear, thinking that she had done something wrong.

"Put on the cheongsam!" Mr. Jing said and threw the cheongsam on the table into Zheng Li's hand, and said in a commanding tone.

"Ah, now?"

"Yes, right now! Hurry up and change! ”

Zheng Li looked around, and finally put her eyes on Guo Jian's body, and her face was suddenly flushed. There were no cubicles or secret rooms in this large, empty office.

"Change, what are you doing looking at Mr. Guo? Mr. Guo has never seen a woman with a bare ass, let him take a look at it is your honor! Don't rub it off, hurry up and change," Mr. Jing urged jokingly.

I saw Zheng Li clutching the cheongsam in her hands tightly with both hands, her face flushed and her head bowed, at a loss.

"Zheng Li, Mr. Jing told you to put on the cheongsam, and you will change it on!" After Guo Jian finished speaking, he walked out of the door of the director's office.

Seeing that Guo Jian was going out, Zheng Li slowly took off her coat under the gaze of Mr. Jing

"Hehe, I'm a woman in there now, are you embarrassed? Girl, you won't still be a chick, hehe" Mr. Jing looked at Zheng Li in front of him jokingly, but his heart was sour, when was he as young and shy as the girl in front of him

As soon as Mr. Jing said this, Zheng Li's face turned even redder, but she also seemed to be a little angry, and her undressing action sped up a lot.

When Zheng Li dragged only her bra and briefs to stand in front of Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing teased: "Girl, you are convex and backward, you are so good that you are afraid of others looking at you?" If only I had it."

Under Mr. Jing's gaze, Zheng Li wore the cheongsam much faster than the speed of undressing, and quickly changed it.

"Wow! It's beautiful! Mr. Jing looked at Zheng Li's eyes and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Go, call Mr. Guo in!"

Zheng Li walked to the door in a cheongsam and let Guo Jian in.

"Hehe, when did Mr. Guo become such a gentleman? This Nizi's figure is drooling even when I see it, you really don't want to see it? Can marriage really change a person? Mr. Jing looked at Guo Jian with a smile, and there was some complexity in his eyes.