A limousine drove into the factory premises of the state-owned garment factory.

The car passed through two rows of workshops and drove in the direction of the office building - the office building area of the state-owned garment factory, in fact, there is a special entrance and exit of the office building, but the entrance and exit are on the small road, and many first-time vehicles will drive in from the main entrance of the factory if they can't find the entrance.

The limousine drove smoothly, the workshops on both sides were neat, and the huge slogans on the walls were clear.

Zhuo Yifan sat in the back seat of the car, staring at the slogan on the wall, his face expressionless.

How backward...... Poor......

As soon as he thought of himself, next, he would have to deal with such a backward and poor state-run factory, and Zhuo Yifan felt a burst of irritability in his heart.

He took a deep breath and rolled down the window to look out.

In the factory area, the red brick wall is painted with the words "Warmly celebrate the return of Xiangjiang to the embrace of the motherland".

Zhuo Yifan showed a slightly mocking smile.

He tapped on the driver's back: "Hurry up." ”

The sedan accelerated and soon stopped in front of the office building.

Deputy Director Zhang was already waiting at the door with Director Qin of the office.

Zhuo Yifan got out of the car, and Deputy Director Zhang greeted him and shook hands with Zhuo Yifan.

"Mr. Zhuo, please!" Deputy Director Zhang greeted Zhuo Yifan and walked towards the conference room, while talking with Zhuo Yifan, he glanced at Director Qin, "Go and call Lao Wen!" ”

Director Qin arranged for someone to go.

After a while, Director Wen came to the office.

Deputy Director Zhang got straight to the point and said: "Lao Wen, the military order you gave to our factory before...... Bai Zhan's incident, how did it go? ”

Director Wen frowned: "I just promised to do this...... When was the military order issued? ”

Deputy Director Zhang was a little displeased: "Don't say this, just say that you have done this thing!" ”

Director Wen shook his head: "Comrade Bai Zhan is very uncooperative and unwilling to return the brand to the collective. ”

Deputy Director Zhang frowned: "Then is it possible for him to contact the organization and go to Mr. Zhuo as an assistant?" ”

Director Wen shook his head, sat down on the sofa, and took a sip of tea to himself.

"He is not even willing to hand over the brand in his hand to the collective, and it is even more impossible to accept such a thing as going to work in Xiangjiang Ren's company."

"Then this ......" Deputy Director Zhang didn't finish speaking, and Zhuo Yifan spoke.

He said lightly: "Since this is the case, then, I can retreat to the second...... I hope you can do me another favor. ”

Director Zhang perked up: "Mr. Zhuo, please speak!" ”

"I hope you can take out the design drawings of the previous pants and let me learn from them." Zhuo Yifan said.

His expression was very sincere, and he spread his hands: "Don't worry, I'm just watching and learning, and I won't keep the drawings for myself." ”

Deputy Director Zhang looked at Director Wen.

Director Wen shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't do this." ”

Just kidding, I've already had such a stiff relationship with Bai Zhan, and you still let me go...... Moreover, how can anyone directly ask for someone else's design drawing? That's like a word!

Even if it is such a chaotic and primitive clothing industry market in the mainland, it knows the rules - drawings, and you can't just ask.

The threshold of the clothing industry is not high, and most of the clothes, as long as they are taken back and dismantled a few pieces, they can be completely reversed to make drawings.

Now, in this case, someone is embarrassed to cheekily ask others for original drawings?

Director Wen looked at Zhuo Yifan's eyes, a little unkind.

Director Wen shook his head and added: "Bai Zhan, that person, oil and salt don't enter, and the drawings, it is impossible for him to hand them over to the factory." ”

"You mainlanders, can't even manage the workers in your own factory?" Zhuo Yifan spread out his hands, "I've never heard of this kind of thing: the leader asked the employees for something, and the employees dared to refuse!" ”

He shook his head: "Since there is nothing to talk about, then let's not talk about it...... I'll go back and tell Mr. Su. ”

After Zhuo Yifan finished speaking, he stood up and was about to leave, but Deputy Director Zhang hurriedly stopped him: "Alas! Mr. Zhuo stays! Stay Stay ...... I'll do their work again! ”

Zhuo Yifan sat back down.

Deputy Director Zhang turned his head and lowered his voice to Director Wen: "Comrade Shi Ru! Why can't you do such a simple thing! ”

Director Wen was also annoyed: "Then Bai Zhan oil and salt don't enter, what can I do?" ”

He leaned next to Deputy Director Zhang and lowered his voice: "Moreover, you are so dedicated to helping an outsider and dealing with the people in our factory, do you think it is appropriate!" ”

"Wen! Stone! Confucianism! Deputy Director Zhang lowered his voice and roared, "You have to do this!" ”

"I can't do it!" Director Wen also roared, "If you want to do it, you can figure it out yourself!" ”

"You have to go!" Deputy Director Zhang's voice was almost uncontrollable.

"You 'must' not be able to kill me!" Director Wen waved his sleeves vigorously, "Our factory is already a wrecked ship that is about to sink!" Who knows how many days you can survive? Don't use your position to press me! ”

After saying that, he waved his sleeves vigorously and turned to leave.

Bang!

He slammed the door of the conference room with a loud bang.

In the conference room, there was silence.

After a long time, Zhuo Yifan let out a chuckle.

Deputy Director Zhang sighed: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhuo, I let you see the joke." ”

"No, Deputy Director Zhang, Zhuo doesn't mean anything else...... Zhuo Yifan chuckled, "Zhuo just thinks that you mainlanders, managing subordinates, don't seem to be very experienced......"

"In our Xiangjiang, subordinates will never dare to disobey the orders of their superiors like this......"

Deputy Director Zhang's face was ugly.

Director Qin hurriedly played a round game, and he smiled all over his face: "Mr. Zhuo, this is also a special matter, and our factory has some policy things that are more special......"

Zhuo Yifan didn't finish listening to Director Qin's words.

He smiled at Deputy Director Zhang and Director Qin and stood up.

"I already know about your factory...... Don't bother, I still have something to do, let's go first. ”

Instead of waiting this time, he walked straight to the door.

Deputy Director Zhang was full of excitement and said loudly: "Mr. Zhuo, if you wait a day or two, I will definitely get Bai Zhan's manuscript for you personally!" ”

Zhuo Yifan paused at his feet.

After a few seconds, he turned around and smiled at Deputy Director Zhang: "Okay, then I'll wait for another day or two...... You know my phone number, right? ”

Deputy Director Zhang gritted his teeth: "Yes! ”

He and Director Qin sent Zhuo Yifan out of the conference room, put him in the car, and watched the other party's car go away.

"Director Zhang......" Director Qin observed his face.

Deputy Director Zhang gritted his back molars and said fiercely to Director Qin: "Don't talk about today's matter!" ”

Director Qin hurriedly nodded: "Yes, Director Zhang, don't worry!" ”

That same evening.

Everyone in the factory is off work.

However, in the office building, Deputy Director Zhang's office kept the lights on until late.

After about half past eight, even in the summer, it was already dark in the factory at night.

Deputy factory director Zhang looked out the window, and all the workers in the workshop were off work, and the whole factory area was dark.

Deputy Director Zhang looked at the darkness outside the window expressionlessly and was silent for a long time.

He got up and walked out of the office building.