Jia Nan got out of the car and trotted all the way to the old man, with a smile on his face, which was not at all like the relationship between the boss and the employee, but like the younger generation in the family meeting the elder he hadn't seen for a long time.

"That's Uncle Fang, the director of the distillery. Until now, he has taken a group of employees to and from work to and from work to organize the supervision of the factory and the wine warehouse. The goldfish pointed to the old man in overalls through the windshield and said.

After graduating from university, Mu Linfeng has been working in a factory as a salesman, and he still has a good understanding of the organizational structure and operation of the factory.

I saw that the work clothes this person was wearing did not have the slightest stain or wrinkles. From this point, you can see this person's attitude towards work.

"Let's go, let's get out of the car too." Mu Linfeng beckoned everyone to get out of the car and walked towards the factory together.

After getting out of the car, Goldfish and King Kong also hurriedly ran to Director Fang and said hello. It seems that Jia Nan and the others should have a good personal relationship with this factory director.

Seeing Mu Linfeng and a few people coming over, Jia Nan hurriedly introduced everyone to Director Fang.

"Director Fang, hello!" While smiling and greeting Director Fang, Mu Linfeng stretched out his right hand to shake hands with him.

However, Director Fang seemed to be very repulsive to Mu Linfeng and the others, and the warm smile of the spring breeze towards Jia Nan just now became cold as frost when he arrived at Mu Linfeng, with a straight face, completely ignoring Mu Linfeng's outstretched hand.

Seeing this, Jia Nan was a little embarrassed. But he may be more familiar with Director Fang's personality, so he hurriedly said: "It's hot, don't stand at the door, let's go to the office and drink saliva!" ”

Hearing Jia Nan's words, Director Fang immediately turned around and walked inside, walking extremely fast, without waiting for everyone at all.

"Hey, this old man is really weird, we offended him?" Han Qingwen said with an unhappy face, and his voice was not small.

Jia Nan scratched his head embarrassedly, and said with an apologetic smile: "Uncle Fang is old and has a somewhat eccentric personality, so everyone has a lot of tolerance, but I promise, he has absolutely no malice." ”

"I'm feeling a little drunk, the whole town smells of alcohol, and now it's even stronger, I feel like I've drunk a lot of wine!" Wanwan's face is already a little red, and the delicate facial features, combined with the flush on the cheeks, look very good.

"Come, I'll hold you!" Han Qingwen took the initiative to step forward to support Wanwan.

Wanwan didn't let him succeed, since that day in the bar, Wanwan could already see that Han Qingwen, this kid, had no good intentions towards him.

After passing through the factory area, we came to the office building. The whole factory is clean and tidy, and the items are placed in an orderly manner, not at all like a factory that has been shut down for more than half a year.

Mu Linfeng saw such a hygienic situation, and admired this factory director in his heart. In fact, it is very difficult to maintain the hygiene of the factory, which is not like an office building, and the waste generated is limited.

This daily production work, material transportation, outbound, warehousing. In these processes, it is very easy to produce garbage, especially for ordinary workers, who are not very educated, generally do not have good living habits since childhood, and their personal hygiene is relatively poor.

In general, the staff dormitories of factories and female workers' dormitories are in better sanitary condition, but the men's dormitories, some of which are poorly hygienic, have to wear gas masks when they go in, and they have any smell. What a group of young people in their early twenties can do in a dormitory, perhaps only by seeing it with their own eyes can we believe it.

Therefore, in the case that personal hygiene is difficult to guarantee, it is difficult for you to ask workers to work normally and at the same time ensure the cleanliness of the production process.

Sometimes, excessive requirements for hygiene can greatly affect production efficiency. Therefore, the sanitary condition of this factory can reflect the management level and staff quality of this factory to a large extent.

When it comes to the office building, the entire office building has only three floors, but each floor is larger. Although the office building is old, it is not dilapidated, but has a thick sense of historical age.

Even the green paint on the walls is still shiny, seemingly simple, but not simple.

Mu Linfeng followed Jia Nan and walked up the stairs to the third floor. Mu Linfeng casually touched the handrail of the staircase, and his fingers were only stained with a thin layer of fine ash, obviously just a few days after cleaning.

Entering the reception room on the third floor, it is also the decoration style of the 80s of the last century, the huge conference table, neatly spread with dark green tablecloth, blue ceramic teacups neatly placed on the table in front of the seats, and each teacup is placed under a white hollow pattern decorative cloth.

This style makes everyone instantly feel that they have traveled back to the 80s. Han Qingwen looked around with some curiosity, touched it here, and looked there.

"Hey, don't move!" Director Fang shouted angrily.

This Han Qingwen is treated like a star and a moon on weekdays, but when he arrived at this winery, he was thrown off as soon as he entered the door. Now this sentence "don't move blindly" instantly made Han Qingwen's anger come up.

"Old man, are you sick? Did I provoke you? Han Qingwen said angrily, his eyes glared at the boss, and he looked at Director Fang.

Seeing this, Jia Nan hurriedly walked up to Han Qingwen and said comfortingly: "Han Shao, Han Shao!" Calm down, Director Fang is old, and things have not been going well recently, so he is not in a good mood and has lost his temper. ”

"Whoever lost his temper, I did it on purpose! Young Master Jia, don't be deceived by these people! Director Fang didn't mean to back down at all, and said loudly.

"Who do you say is a liar? You repeat? Han Qingwen couldn't help but say, and he was about to rush up to find Director Fang's theory.

Mu Linfeng came to the middle between Han Qingwen and Director Fang, stretched out his hand to block Han Qingwen's body, and signaled him to calm down first.

Then Mu Linfeng turned around and looked at Director Fang, but didn't speak, just looked at him like this, his eyes were like torches, as if he wanted to see through this old man.

Anyone who is stared at like this will not have a good time. Everyone thought that this hot-tempered old man Fang should scold again, but after being stared at by Mu Linfeng like this for a minute, he didn't say a word.

The atmosphere was tense and oppressive, but no one dared to speak.

Mu Linfeng's eyes stared at Director Fang's eyes, and the pressure released made Director Fang's shirt already appear sweat stains, and his entire back was soaked with sweat.

Suddenly, Mu Linfeng's momentum was retracted and he smiled slightly. The factory director instantly weakened his legs, sat down on the chair behind him, and kept wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead.

The moment Mu Linfeng reined in his momentum, everyone in the conference room breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure just now was too great, although I couldn't see it, I couldn't touch it. But this pressure seems to make people's souls tremble.

Momentum, although invisible, does exist. When a son sees his father, and a subordinate meets a superior, there will be this kind of psychological pressure.

"Director Fang, can you have a good chat now?" Mu Linfeng said to the factory director with a smile.

This old man is indeed not an ordinary stubbornness, the pressure released by Mu Linfeng just now made him speechless, but now that he has reined in his momentum, the old man seems to have forgotten the situation just now.

Still sitting there, he said angrily: "If you have anything to say, just say it quickly, and we still have to work after we finish speaking." ”

Mu Linfeng didn't say anything, moved his chair away, sat down, beckoned to Jia Nan, and motioned for him to sit over as well.

Seeing Jia Nan's cautious appearance in front of Mu Linfeng, the factory director looked even more ugly, holding his hands on his chest, and he was angry like a child who was angry with others.

"Jia Nan, what problems do you need to solve if the winery is to reopen now?" Mu Linfeng asked.

Jia Nan blurted out and said: "The problem of funds, the problem of the return of workers, the problem of product sales, and the problem of a large backlog of inventory. ”

"You've got a lot of problems to solve! Didn't you say before that the workers lived in this town? Han Qingwen asked with a frown when he heard Jia Nan's answer.

"Many of the previous employees in the factory have left the town, and they have no income and have to go out to work, in fact, they can't pay their wages before the shutdown, and it is Uncle Fang and the leaders of the factory who organize some old employees to work spontaneously. But now they can't do it even if they want to! Janan said.

"Hmph~!" The factory director Fang on the side snorted coldly and attracted everyone's attention.

"Uncle Fang, Mr. Mu really wants to save our factory. It's not the same as the people before it. You always give me some face, okay? Jia Nan also felt that Director Fang was a little too much, and said to him.

I saw that the factory director said with a disdainful face: "Just them, you still want to save our factory?" I think you're still too young, how did that kid from the Liu family deceive us at the beginning, did you forget? ”

Before everyone could react, Factory Director Fang continued: "Just them, all of them have fine skin and tender meat, you can see who has experience in running a factory." Our factory can't be saved with two dollars! ”

Jia Nan was helpless, so he had to shake his head and give up.

Mu Linfeng looked at Jia Nan and felt that he was too much of a boss.

Jia Nan also saw Mu Linfeng's thoughts, so he leaned over and whispered in Mu Linfeng's ear: "He saved my father's life!" His son also died in an accident while repairing a machine in the factory, and his family made a great contribution to the winery. So I can't stand up to him. ”

When Mu Linfeng heard Jia Nan's words, he finally understood why Jia Nan was so respectful to this old man. Just these things that this old man has done are indeed worthy of respect, although his temper is a little stinky.

"Director Fang, I'll make a bet with you, how about it?" Mu Linfeng said to Director Fang.

Director Fang snorted coldly and replied, "Hmph, I don't have any money!" ”

"If I don't gamble with you, if I can save the factory, you will call a teacher when you see me in the future, how about it?" Mu Linfeng teased.

"If you save our factory, don't call you teacher. Just call you Dad, I'll do it! Director Fang's eyes were full of suspicion, and he felt that Mu Linfeng was bragging at all.

"Just call the teacher. If I don't, I'll lose you a million cash! Mu Linfeng said.

"Whatever you want, but you'd better hurry. Old man, I'm old, in case I can't wait for that day! ”

"Half a year! Give me half a year to restore half of the production capacity of the Daimyo Distillery to its heyday! Double the production capacity of this distillery in two years! Mu Linfeng said proudly.

Everyone present looked at Mu Linfeng with a puzzled face, feeling that he was completely bragging, such a large winery, the sales channels were all blocked, the staff was lost, and a large amount of debts were owed. Not to mention half the production capacity that returned to its peak in half a year.