Lin Guodong walked backwards and looked at Director Zhang in horror, his expression was very ugly.

"What, scared?" Factory Director Zhang pressed forward step by step, and had no intention of retreating.

"Brother-in-law, don't you really want me to jump?" Lin Guodong looked at him in a daze, only to find that a red bloody light appeared in his brother-in-law's eyes.

"I just want you to really jump once, I just want you to increase your memory." Director Zhang said categorically, there is no compromise, no maybe, and no no!

It was the first time Lin Guodong had seen his brother-in-law get so angry, and he knew that this time he had made a big accident. Lin Guodong looked at Director Zhang timidly, and prayed silently in his heart, let me go, let me go, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south.

"How far is it, how far is it!" Director Zhang yelled angrily.

Lin Guodong grabbed his legs, ran out with a stream of urine, and was kicked and closed by his brother-in-law with a "bang".

"Hey, Xiaolinzi, why is this virtue?" Zhang Yang happened to be passing by and stepped forward to ask.

"Hey, it's hard to put into words." Lin Guodong hung his head and didn't dare to answer his question head-on.

"When will you learn to be melancholy?" Zhang Yang said jokingly.

"It's not melancholy, it's despair."

"What's going on?"

"Not your brother yet."

"What's wrong with my brother?"

"He told me to jump the glaze!"

"Hehe, and this, I think you must not have done a good deed."

"Where?" Lin Guodong looked aggrieved and squeezed out a shrimp-like face.

"Forget it, you kid is not honest, you must have made my brother angry."

"Hey, let's not talk about it, I still have to fix my discipline."

After speaking, Lin Guodong left stupidly.

Zhang Yang was about to walk towards the roller room, but was stopped by a man on the side of the road. The man was dressed in overalls, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, about 1.76 meters tall, with a long face and a black mole on the left side of his face.

"Is there something wrong?" Zhang Yang didn't know him, so he asked out of politeness.

"You are Zhang Yang, Director Zhang?" The man asked.

"Well, that's me."

"This is my business card, I am Kang Litai Glaze Company, my name is Ouyang Jian." As he spoke, he casually handed over a black business card.

"Ouyang Jian? Do you have something to do with me? Zhang Yang didn't know him, and of course he didn't know what he was looking for.

"Can you take a step to speak?" Ouyang Jian said to Zhang Yang mysteriously.

"Okay, let's go to the roller room. Safe there. Zhang Yang thought of what he was going to say, so he asked him to move to his own territory.

In the roller room, in addition to Chen Siqi, there were only Ouyang Jian and Zhang Yang, Ouyang Jian said to him straight to the point: "I came to you to try our company's products and see if there is a chance to cooperate alone." ”

"Cooperation? Okay. As long as your products are good and don't get me into trouble. Zhang Yang didn't expect that this position of supervisor would have the opportunity to dig up a hoe of gold.

"Rest assured, our things are no worse than imported ones, and they are all beautiful in terms of hair color." Ouyang Jian said with some Cantonese accents.

"Okay, do you have any samples?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Yes, but I didn't bring it with me, so I'll treat you to dinner tonight and give you the sample by the way." Ouyang Jian sent out the first step of the invitation.

"Good. Contact in the evening. After that, he left his phone number to him.

After Ouyang Jian left, Chen Siqi inquired, "Who did it?" ”

"Salesman for the pigment company." Zhang Yang didn't want to say it, but after thinking about it, he still told her.

"Are you ready to change the color again?" Chen Siqi looked at him, snowflakes flying in his eyes.

A chill shot out from Chen Siqi's eyes, and Zhang Yang shuddered. What's wrong with her? Zhang Yang didn't say anything, just glanced at him secretly, thinking about her thoughts in his heart.

"Why are you ignoring me?" Chen Siqi asked.

"Why did I ignore you?" Zhang Yang was also drunk.

"Then you don't speak."

"I don't know how to answer you, what do you tell me to say."

"I'm asking if you're going to change the color."

"I haven't skimmed the eight characters yet."

"If you could, would you change it?"

"The important thing is the support of production, and the key is to be easy to use."

"Let's change. Earning money is the truth. Chen Siqi suddenly encouraged him, originally thought that she did not agree, but she did not expect that she was the first person to agree.

"Let's see, this time we must be stable, and we can't take risks like last time." Zhang Yang showed a rare calmness.

"Well, it's better to be steady." Chen Siqi showed her long-lost smile.

"Okay, I'll talk about it after I see the goods in the evening." Seeing that Chen Siqi had no intention of objecting, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

In the evening, in one of the newly separated private rooms of the Sichuan restaurant, Zhang Yang and Ouyang Jian drank tea and chatted for a while. On the table, a black plastic bag contains more than a dozen pigments and bags of printing powder, and a white plastic jug containing printing oil.

"These are samples of our company, and I also ask Director Zhang to help me try them." Ouyang Jian said politely.

"Well said." Zhang Yang firmly controlled the pace of the negotiation, and he knew that the salesman was more anxious than him.

"Director Zhang, bother."

At this time, a few delicious Sichuan dishes also came up, Ouyang Jian hurriedly packed up the items on the table to the chair on the side, asked for a few bottles of beer, and started with Zhang Yang's drink.

After the wine fell, Ouyang Jian launched an offensive and proposed a 15% rebate benefit to Zhang Yang. When Zhang Yang heard this, he was in the middle of it, and accompanied him with wine, and the two drank a few glasses of each other.

He did a preliminary calculation, according to the benefits provided by Ayu, he only got 5% of the fee, it turned out that Ayu accounted for the majority, and thought, this Ayu is very thief.

Zhang Yang tasted wine on his mouth, and secretly decided that this time he must swallow this cake alone.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang smiled at the corner of his mouth, and drank a few more glasses with Ouyang Jian.

Taking advantage of the night, Zhang Yang quietly returned to the laboratory alone with small materials. The laboratory was empty, Zhang Yang opened the proofing plug-in with great interest, only to see him energetically playing with more than 10 small plastic measuring cups, weighing printing oil and printing powder, each part of the pigment is balanced according to the ratio of 20%, after weighing, he stirred wildly at each measuring cup. He didn't take shortcuts, and it can be seen from the ingredients that he is taking the same method as Li Yuxin, he must know the details of this pigment company, and he must find out the approximation of the pigments. After making the color card comparison, he then did the printing powder hair color comparison, yellow and gray each chose a pigment, and compared it with the existing printing powder proof. After all the experimental samples were completed, he took the four printed sample bricks to the kiln head for firing.

He didn't stop for a moment during the experiment, and when he returned to the laboratory, he found a white mineral water bottle, rinsed it, dried the water, and began the grinding and bottling experiment of printing powder and ink. When you're done, attach the label to the bottle, write the date, and place it in a more appropriate place. At the lower end of the experimental table, there are a lot of debris, which is not conspicuous and can be ventilated, which is very suitable for the concealment of the experiment, and it is also possible to avoid Ayu's discovery.

It's all over and waiting for the results. Zhang Yang slipped out of the laboratory and returned to his seat in the technology department......