Chapter 485

As New Year's Day approaches, schools are preparing for their final exams. As soon as the students started their winter vacation after New Year's Day, Zhang Cuilian understood that her idea of printing papers and materials for various schools was a complete failure.

Zhang Cuilian couldn't help but go to the principals of the two middle schools, wondering why the teachers were reluctant to come to her. The principals were unanimous in their rhetoric, and for good reason. The teachers felt that it was too far away, and it was inconvenient to change the mistakes in time. Although the subject teachers have commissions, the small profits really can't withstand the trouble of distance.

This is really different from those teachers who desperately let students buy materials to get kickbacks, and who do not run cram schools after class to improve their grades. After all, there are a few such teachers, and no matter how greedy they are, they can't support the employees under Zhang Cuilian.

However, Hu Jinmeng's original principal of the school thought of a way for Zhang Cuilian. At the beginning, in order to send Hu Jinmeng to this school, Mu Jinnan spent too much money and favors. Even Zhang Cuilian held a parent-teacher meeting to meet a teacher with a bad attitude, and then she sent the teacher to the teacher's home with a new rice cooker. In the name of looking for a teacher to understand the situation, in fact, it is to curry favor.

The principal was smashed into a hand by Mu Jinnan's silver, and this time he didn't help others. It's really uncomfortable in my heart, but it's not feasible after all.

Every school has a mimeograph room and it is outsourced, but no matter what, even if it is next to the school across the alley, it is easy to do.

This middle school has to take a bus from Zhang Cuilian's store, who has nothing to do with this trouble?

Zhang Cuilian finally realized that she was sometimes too naïve, but at this point, she could only think of other ways.

The headmaster smiled and said, "I'm telling you, you can follow the path of the government." I heard that your family stood out in the government's stationery procurement, but I really didn't expect it. It's nothing to sell pens and books, and the government also needs to print things. Leaflets, announcements, documents, and brochures are all subject to public bidding, and my eldest brother is the one in charge of these things. In this case, you can find a time and I will arrange it. You ask about the relevant things, and even if it doesn't work out, we can make friends. Good for you! ”

Zhang Cuilian was overjoyed, and secretly said in her heart that this is the old saying that Saiong is not blessed. Originally, she was already hopeless, but she didn't expect such a hand to come suddenly.

Zhang Cuilian immediately agreed and thanked her again and again. The principal said, "Actually, I wanted to tell you before, but I was afraid that you would feel unlucky. If you have a printer, why don't you print some coins? We Chinese have to burn some paper money and gold ingots every New Year's holiday, don't look at that thing is cheap but can really be sold at a good price. ”

Zhang Cuilian smiled bitterly and said, "To be honest, I didn't think about that at all. I thought that it would be good to cooperate with the school, and it would be good to develop and expand the graphic of the construction engineering company in the future. ”

The principal pointed at Zhang Cuilian and said with a smile: "You are still too young, and slowly you will find that you are not satisfied with these!" ”

Zhang Cuilian made an appointment with the principal and waited for the students to finish their final exams on New Year's Day. The principal came forward to introduce Zhang Cuilian to some friends who might be useful.

This favor can be said to be smashed with money, Zhang Cuilian privately guessed that maybe the principal was just to repay the favor. After all, Hu Jinmeng has now become the owner of a small restaurant, and it is really a loss to spend so much money on the school and finally exchange it for a graduation certificate.

However, Zhang Cuilian really didn't think about this matter of printing the underworld coin. If it hadn't been for this friend's reminder, she wouldn't have thought about it at all.

Zhang Cuilian's new printing press is okay with a small fight. If you want to print dark coins, the model specifications are not enough. And whether this can be done or not, she is not sure in her mind now.

Zhang Cuilian went home and chatted with Dong Lihua and talked about it. Dong Lihua said that this kind of business is very good now, when she repaired tires and repaired cars in her hometown. Across the street, there is a family selling paper money, ingots, shrouds and the like. I make a lot of money all year round, especially paper money, which is loaded by the pound and then sold by bundles.

"If I printed this thing, wouldn't it be too unlucky? I'm afraid that my family won't agree! Zhang Cuilian smiled wryly, Dong Lihua didn't think so.

"That's whatever, as long as it's not a violation of law and discipline, it's fine. What's so bad about this, who hasn't died at the time? Besides, it is the living who burn paper for the dead, that is merit, filial piety, and it is done by people with affection and righteousness. ”

Zhang Cuilian knew that Dong Lihua would support her no matter what, but now her actual situation does not have that foundation at all.

"Not necessarily!" Dong Lihua reminded Zhang Cuilian: "You forgot that there is an abandoned factory in Yangzhuang." When Gu Zhicheng was the secretary, he never sold that place. Didn't you say that it was a small paper mill and a printing house? Can the machine be used if it is not there? ”

Zhang Cuilian felt that things suddenly became clear, slapped her thigh and smiled: "That's right! Isn't there a ready-made one? The machines in that factory are all there, and the fourth uncle of the village chief was afraid that he would not be able to sell them. Locked up those machines, for fear that the common people would sneak them out and sell them as scrap metal. ”

Dong Lihua then persuaded: "The popularity of the two of you in Yangzhuang is good, and the price is easy to say." If you look at it, don't buy it yet, rent it for a year. If you think you can do it, you should spend money to buy experience if you can't do it. ”

Zhang Cuilian sneered, feeling a little sad and pity: "Then I spend a lot of money to buy lessons." This shop is okay, and the graphics upstairs haven't made any money this year. Fortunately, I was able to pay my salary, otherwise these children would have run away a long time ago. ”

Dong Lihua patted Zhang Cuilian on the shoulder and coaxed: "Everything is difficult at the beginning, no one can do anything." You're only starting to work now, and it's already very good to be able to win government procurement. I didn't expect it with your dad, don't you know, your dad is happy now. ”

Zhang Cuilian chuckled and said modestly: "Oh, this is also a coincidence. We are just lucky, isn't there a saying that the forehead clam fights, and the fisherman profits. Which two pinched it too much, so it was cheap for me. ”

Dong Lihua's face was full of displeasure: "Nonsense! This is God's reward for eating, what is yours is yours, and it has nothing to do with others! ”

Will things really be as she says they are? I don't know if the people from Yangzhuang will rent it to her, and the current village party secretary seems to be very difficult to speak. Once a son of heaven and a courtier, they are no longer the same as they used to be.