Zhang Jianjun was very calm, and he looked confident before he understood what happened.

"Director Zhang, aren't you worried about accidents?"

Lao Qin has no confidence in speaking, he can sit in the position of manager because of Zhang Jianjun's promotion, he is good, he actually came out of this fork.

But Zhang Jianjun didn't mean to blame.

"Don't worry, since there is something to solve, it's not your fault, if it were me, I would also choose to add a few more flavors, what did the old fat say, did you blame you?"

At this time, Lao Qin remembered that Lao Fat just said that something had happened, and he had no intention of blaming.

"But I'm worried that this time the matter can't be solved, and it's not easy for you, the factory director, you have been betrayed before, and now the factory has an accident again, I really feel sorry for you."

Lao Qin is an honest man, and now that he is middle-aged, the only thing he wants to do is to be in the factory and live up to Zhang Jianjun's expectations of him.

Zhang Jianjun reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"I still see your ability to do things, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know right from wrong, this has nothing to do with you, on the contrary, I want to praise you, I've been out running errands for so long, aren't you managing it well?"

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere was instantly relaxed, and the stone in Lao Qin's heart finally fell.

After a short time, the two drove to the door of Lao Pang's supermarket, thinking that they could still see Lao Pang in this warehouse, but even the door of the warehouse was locked.

"I'll give the old fat a call."

Zhang Jianjun made a phone call, and it turned out that the old fat man was afraid of being seen, so he went home first, and asked Zhang Jianjun to sit at his house for a while.

The two drove to Lao Fat's house again, and the door of his house was also closed tightly, and Zhang Jianjun waited at the door for a while before he came to open the door.

"I don't know what kind of spy you think you are, as for such an exaggeration?"

Zhang Jianjun asked puzzled.

"You don't know how many people are coming to make trouble, haven't you seen that I have lost weight, hurry in, what if someone comes here to squat again?"

The old fat urged them to come in, locked the door at the same time, and waited for them to enter before turning on the light in the living room.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on?"

Zhang Jianjun asked as soon as he sat on the sofa.

"Hey, don't mention it, you can't blame Lao Qin for this, it's all because I'm self-defeating now, I'm stupid and can't think of any tricks, you can think about what to do for me."

The old fat anxiously told me what had happened.

He sells bread so well that he definitely doesn't want to cut off his money, because he heard some children's mothers say that the taste is too little, and it would be good to have more choices.

Now the child is tired of eating bread.

What does it mean to be tired of eating, doesn't this mean that sales will go down, Lao Pang immediately discussed a few more flavors, and asked consumers for their opinions, and chose two flavors.

Originally, I ate well, but after a few days, several children had red bumps on their bodies, and soon they were all over the body, and the children still had a fever.

They found Lao Fat as soon as possible, and this matter was very troublesome.

Lao Pang had to take someone to the hospital to see, and the doctor couldn't see the problem, I thought it was an allergy, but then I checked it out, so I prescribed some medicine.

This medicine is aimed at this red pimple, and it didn't work at all.

Even the doctor can't help it, the old fat is uncomfortable in the bottom of his heart.