More than ten minutes later, Sanzang just walked to the door of his living room with his handbag, and his daughter-in-law Jingru had already walked out to greet her with elegant steps, and she was already familiar with the footsteps of her man.

"Husband, are you back, are you having fun with Cousin Xiaobai in Tokyo?" Jingru took Sanzang's handbag and said with a smile.

"It's good." Sanzang felt very ashamed, it was not such a fair thing to go out on a honeymoon without telling his daughter-in-law and other women, and turned back and motioned to the porter who followed him, "Tieshi, you can help me put the suitcase in the living room of the main house." ”

"Okay, host." Zheng Tieshi nodded with a smile.

"Daughter-in-law, there's nothing going on at home these days, right?" Sanzo entered the living room and sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed.

"It's all trivial, my brother called the day before yesterday and asked when you will come back?" Jingru replied while pouring tea.

"Well, I guess it's about asking about the university admission letter, and with this, he can go to the stick terrier to apply for a passport and visa for Jing Fan and his wife."

"I guess it's too, come, this is your own cup, beware of the burn." Jingru cautiously walked up to her man with a saucer.

"Did he say anything else?" Sanzang picked up the teacup and blew it on his lips, taking a sip.

"He also said that everything was fine in the factory, and told me not to worry, and the rest was gone." Jingru then placed the saucer on the living room counter.

"Okay, you can call your brother later, just say that I have got the admission letter, by the way, ask him and your sister to come over tomorrow morning, I have something important to discuss with them."

"Okay, your secretary Xiaoyue also called yesterday and asked when you would come back, saying that there are three factory directors waiting to see you every day."

"Well, I see, I'll go take a shower now, I'll go to the company later, and pick up the kids from school by the way."

"Okay, I'll get your clothes ready, what do you want to eat? I'll ask Uncle He to get it for you. ”

"Hmm...... Yangzhou fried rice bar. ”

Half an hour later, Sanzang carried his handbag, pushed open the door of the HSZ Building's office, walked in, and found Han Jiwon sitting in his boss's chair swaying from side to side, laughing.

"Boss, you're back, why didn't you call me to let me know? I'll pick you up downstairs. Han Zhiyuan heard the footsteps, looked up and found that it was his own boss, smiled, immediately got up, walked to him in small steps and took the handbag.

"Where's Xiaoyue?" Sanzang caressed her fragrant shoulder dotingly.

"In the next office, I'll call her now." Han Jiyuan took Sanzang's handbag and walked away like a gust of wind.

"Okay."

After a while, Gao Yue followed Han Zhiyuan with the folder in his hand, and said with a smile: "Boss, are you looking for me?" ”

"Well, sit down." Sanzang gestured to the chair in front of his desk.

"Thank you, boss." Gao Yue nodded.

"Ji Won, come over and help the boss massage his shoulders." Sanzang glanced at Han Zhiyuan.

"Huh." Han Jiwon's pretty face flushed, and he remembered what happened a few days ago.

"Xiaoyue, you called my house and said that there are three factory directors waiting to see me every day, did they leave their contact information? Did you identify yourself? Sanzang looked at Gao Yue gently.

"Yes, they left the phone number of the hostel where they were staying, saying that we can call them at any time, and they said that they will not go back until they see you." After Gao Yue finished speaking, he opened the folder in his hand.

"Got it, who are they?" Sanzang's right index finger tapped rhythmically on the desk.

"Hmm...... One is the director of the third factory of Modu postal equipment, the other is the director of the first factory of Yangdu postal equipment, and the other is the director of the second factory of Jiangcheng postal equipment. ”

"Haha, there is vision, there are really many smart people in this world." Sanzang's head said approvingly.

"You're saying they're coming to you to buy a production line?" Gao Yue thought for a moment and understood what his boss thought.

"Yes, otherwise why do you say that you won't go back if you don't see me?"

"They're all potential competitors, can't we sell them? In this way, we will be able to dominate the entire market. After Gao Yue finished speaking, his right hand clenched into a small fist.

"You think things are too simple, you forgot what I told you about the 'HSZ communication breakwater plan', now you should work with them to occupy the market, block foreign products from the outside, and talk about competition later."

"Then let's just use these production lines to expand production, and we don't need to sell them at all." Gao Yue was still unwilling.

"Your ambition is really big, I don't dare to think like this, we also want to expand production, but it's not a monopoly, many things are involved in the whole body, you are too young, I don't really understand the way here.

To put it simply, even if we have good products, many places can't sell them, so it's best to sell the production line to them and let them produce it themselves. Sanzang laughed and explained in detail.

"I see." Gao Yue listened thoughtfully.

"Okay, you can call the three factory directors now, and say that I am willing to meet with them at half past nine in the morning tomorrow." Sanzang gently patted the desk with his right hand.

"Separately or together?" Gao Yue asked.

"Let's make an appointment together, I estimate that they both know each other's existence, and I am ready to treat the price of the production line equally, and I don't play any tricks." Sanzang revealed his thoughts and thoughts.

"Understood."

"Come, you sit in my place, it's easier to call, I'm off work now, I have to pick up the children from school, you can get off work after calling." Sanzang got up after saying it and patted his boss chair.

"Okay."

"Boss, have you forgotten something?" Han Jiyuan followed his boss to the door of the office, and then tugged at his sleeve.

"Probably not." Sanzang turned his head sideways and looked at Han Jiyuan suspiciously.

"You went to Tokyo and didn't think about buying me some gifts?" Han Jiyuan said with a smile.

"Oh, you said this, yes, I'll give it to you." Sanzang opened his handbag, took out two bottles of perfume and two packs of chocolates and handed them to her, "Oh, you and Xiaoyue are half of each other." ”

"What is this?" Han Jiwon took the thing and looked through it, pointed to the chocolate and asked.

"Chocolate, don't you girls like it?"

"So this is chocolate, thank you, boss, Muma." Han Zhiyuan took advantage of Sanzang's inattention and pecked him lightly in the face.

"You're crazy, how can you get this when others see it, phew, fortunately, you don't have a hobby of wearing lipstick." Sanzang glared at Han Zhiyuan, and then carefully looked around, but there was no one.

"Giggles, I painted it today." Han Ji-won laughed mischievously.

"What?! Hurry up and wipe it off for me. Sanzang was taken aback, he was going home to let his daughter-in-law Jingru know, and he was ashamed of her now.

"Giggles, lie to you, where did I get my lipstick?" Han Jiyuan couldn't stand up with a smile anymore.

"Really? Lie to me and you're out of luck. Sanzang was a little skeptical when he heard this.

"Well, see for yourself." Han Jiyuan took out a small mirror from his small backpack and handed it to his boss.

"Count you ruthless, you send things to Xiaoyue, and I'll send you home." Sanzang took the small mirror and looked left and right, as if he didn't find anything, and then handed the small mirror back to her, and said softly.

"Eh, thank you, boss." Han Jiyuan took the small mirror and ran away.