At this point in negotiations, Lao Jiang naturally accepted it when he saw it.

It was only when he received the contract later, and the outer box part was only two-thirds of the amount originally agreed, that he realized that the situation was a little bad.

It seems that Sanmu Paper is developing other suppliers, and Lao Jiang was already very passive when he came to negotiate again, Gu Yifang put on a difficult look and said: "Master Jiang, our boss also said that your factory eats meat, and all we divide are bones, but your production cycle is not yet coordinated, and we have no way, not to mention that we have to be a little fair to other manufacturers." ”

Lao Jiang has nothing to say at all, and after Miss Ma appeared at the right time, Lao Jiang patted his chest and promised to go back and talk to the leader about the production schedule.

After Lao Jiang left, Miss Ma sighed and said: "The shop is a big bully, their factory is a leader in the industry, even if Lao Jiang goes back to talk, it is estimated that the cycle can only be compressed for a day or two, but it is better than now, Xiao Gu, your approach is to remind me, it's time to divide a little out, and the output will be doubled, all counting on Lao Jiang, the risk is too great, you can look for other suppliers when you go back, we can just in case." ”

Gu Fang nodded, after experiencing these things, she knew that when doing procurement, being Party A is not a god who sits facing south, and being Party B is not necessarily a grandson, and the powerful Party B can also pinch the lifeblood of Party A.

After this back and forth, Lao Jiang always completely put away the attitude of bullying, and Gu Yifang has gained a lot from the scale, timing, and skills of the negotiation.

The work has entered the formal, and the self-study examination arrangements for the second half of the year have also come out, and Gu Yifang decided to try to pass three exams in the second half of the year.

After the early summer, the weather quickly became muggy, and there was an exam task, and on Sunday, Gu Yifang no longer stayed at home to read.

The utility room where she lives is the north room, stuffy and hot, and noisy, it is better to go to the Guanghua headquarters library three stations away from home to read books, although the self-study candidates are free from the formal student status of the social studies, but with Guanghua's self-study examination admission ticket, you can still go to apply for the Guanghua University library reading card, but because the self-study test is not a resident student of the school, so you can't get a library card.

Originally, she went to the library master to look at the textbooks she brought, and if she was tired of reading and wanted to adjust it, she would temporarily take some other books to read. When you go to eat at noon, as long as you leave your book in your seat, you will not be occupied.

A day in the library is relaxing, with the trees outside the window, the cool breeze inside, and the fact that many students are out of school on weekends, the library is really a good place to go.

But Gu's mother obviously didn't understand much, being out for most of the day on weekends meant having another lunch, in order to save money, Gu's mother couldn't help but be a little whimsical, "You can take your meal to eat." ”

In order to reassure Gu's mother, she said that she would eat two buns at noon, and the school cafeteria was not expensive, Gu Yifang now has four hundred and fifty months of pocket money in her hand, of which three hundred yuan was deducted from her salary increase concealed from Gu's mother, and the remaining one hundred and fifty was the commuting fare, mobile phone bill, and pocket money that Gu's mother gave her every month.

At that time, the monthly living expenses of college students were basically about 800, but compared with those college students, Gu Yifang's 450 yuan did not need to deduct a lot of daily expenses.

When it comes to buying new clothes, this summer's clothes, she thinks about wearing old clothes first, enduring it for another year, and waiting for next year's salary increase, and then have a good talk with Gu's mother before buying new ones.

It's just that this kind of thought, the moment she was recognized by Shao Qingyang in the library, she suddenly regretted it.

In the library, Gu Fang usually went directly to the most secluded corner by the window, separated by bookshelves.

But the secluded location in the library must be a hot prime spot, this location is not only separated, but also the table is small, and can accommodate up to four people, which is simply a couple's seat.

Fortunately, it was the weekend, and fortunately, Gu Yifang got up early even on weekends, so she was able to occupy this position most of the time, but this position will always be remembered, even if it is unlikely, someone will come to look at it from time to time, in case the position is vacant.

Therefore, on this day, it was Shao Qingyang who came to look at this position, Gu Yifang didn't care at first, but she saw someone coming to look at it out of the corner of her eye, she was used to it, so she didn't notice who it was.

Although there were still seats around her, there were very few people in the library on Sundays, and as long as they could occupy a large table, few people would come to squeeze such a small table.

But today, someone wanted to squeeze this small table, and someone on the other side put down the book, and when he sat down, Gu Yifang was slightly unhappy in his heart, but when he looked up, he was stunned.

Shao ...... Mr. Shao. Gu Fangfang stood up suddenly, as if he was a student who had done something wrong.

"Can I be here?" Shao Qingyang asked with a smile.

The first time I saw the non-national version of Shao Qingyang, he had more earthly energy and less fairy energy, but he was still extraordinary, gentle and elegant like jade, and Gu Yifang felt like heat stroke in an instant.

"It's okay to ......" Gu Yifang was still standing there stupidly, not sitting, not standing.

Shao Qingyang only said like a teacher: "Sit down, classmate Gu Yifang." ”

Gu Fang smiled awkwardly and sat down, his eyes began to wander, he had no intention of reading, but he didn't dare to look directly at Shao Qingyang.

"What are you looking at?" Shao Qingyang saw that she was nervous, and decided to chat for a few words to relieve her.

"Book ...... for the Exam"

"Selected Poems of the Red Chamber?"

The two of them said different answers in unison, Gu Fang suddenly wanted to dig a hole in the ground and get into it, and read "Selected Poems of the Red Chamber" in front of Shao Qingyang, it was as if he was saying that he knew magic in front of the Great Demon King.

"It's a casual look, I don't really understand poetry." Gu Yifang felt as if a bottle of chili oil had been poured on his face, and he wanted to find a book and cover this "Selected Poems of Red Mansions", but Shao Qingyang had already taken the book in his hand casually and unexpectedly, opened the table of contents and said: "The charm of poetry is that even if you don't understand its meaning, it doesn't hinder appreciation. By the way, whose poems do you prefer? ”

"Tanchun ......" Gu Fang's voice was a little humming.

"Oh?" This answer seemed to be a bit unexpected to Shao Qingyang, and he seemed to be aroused by interest and asked, "Which one of her songs do you like?" ”

She lowered her head and explained as if she had done something wrong: "Teacher Shao, in fact, I haven't read much of the original book of "Dream of Red Mansions", and a lot of the books I read are books that analyze and comment on "Red Mansions", and what I mainly like is Tanchun's character ...... and her Qiushuangzhai. ”

"The three open rooms are not separated, and there is a large case of Huali in the center, and there are various colors of paper, ink, pen and inkstone on the case, and the banana and sycamore in the courtyard, is that so?" Shao Qingyang talked eloquently, the picture slowly spread out in front of Gu Fang's eyes, Chinese itself is a very strange thing, even if the color is not mentioned in the words, but the shade in the courtyard is green, the room is warm and woody, and the white paper and black ink on the case will still be blurred in the mind.

"Hmm." Gu Fang nodded embarrassedly, and his nervous mood began to relax for some reason, "I also like the chrysanthemum poems she wrote, I feel very open-minded and optimistic." She is also the one who organizes the Begonia Poetry Society, and I always feel that in the Red Mansion, everyone is the happiest when they play in the Qiushuangzhai Poetry Club. ”

"It's just that I'm self-conscious, and what kind of people like what kind of poems." Shao Qingyang sighed slightly.

Gu Yifang finally relaxed his mood, and when Shao Qingyang said this, he began to be at a loss again, how could a person like her make a boundary with Tanchun's judgment "only from Qingming and self-exaltation"?