Before Zhai Guangyao left, he asked Fan Jianxin if he would like to work in Yuejin Flour Mill, and hinted that Fan Jianxin would be assigned a middle-level position in the factory.

Fan Jianxin replied, "Now going to the flour mill is not challenging at all!" When the flour mills are about to close down, I may go ......."

His remarks caused Fan Fagui to almost slap his ears.

In the eyes of Fan Fagui's generation, grain is the lifeblood of the country, and how can a large state-owned factory that processes flour go out of business?!

After the guests left, Fan Jianxin counted the leftover wine, there were still two bottles of Moutai that had not been touched completely, and there were two more bottles with half a bottle left.

It's really good wine, seven rough old men, drank nine. There was a sufficient bottle of liquor, but no one was drunk.

This is the magic of good wine?! Or is it that bloody war to defend the country and change people's physique?!

Fan Jianxin sighed a little embarrassed, and later he looked around for someone to buy Moutai in the fifties, but he never found it again.

Sometimes collecting is like this, if you miss it, you will never have it again, it all depends on fate.

Real life may be made up of many regrets and accidents...... composition.

Fan Jianxin spent some foreign currency to buy two cases of 12 bottles of Moutai from the Friendship Store, and then poured them into the empty old wine bottles to collect, which can be regarded as making up for the psychological shortcomings.

Decades later, who can say that these wines are not old aged wines from Moutai Distillery? Even if you look for an appraiser at Moutai Distillery, you won't be able to identify it.

The packaging of Fan Jianxin's reconstituted wine is not a problem.

In his previous life, he could imitate the works of calligraphy and painting masters during the Republic of China, and he could also be very realistic. It is difficult to distinguish the authenticity from the fake without being an expert appraiser.

- That's an afterword.

......

Just after the May Day holiday, Fan Jianxin was brushing up on questions in the classroom, and the director of the street garment factory, accompanied by a policeman wearing a white coat and blue pants uniform, actually found the school in order to find him.

This makes it difficult for Fan Jianxin not to become a celebrity in school!

The students have different opinions about Fan Jianxin, and the "cheapness" in their eyes has become difficult for them to understand.

Ye Zhen saw that a police officer came to Fan Jianxin, and couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Are you causing trouble again?" ...... Would you like me to say hello to the police station? ”

"No, how could I cause trouble?" The corners of Fan Jianxin's mouth raised a curvature, as if talking to himself, and seemed to say to Ye Zhen: "I guess I'm here to send money......"

"Sending money?! ......”

Ye Zhen's clear eyes showed an incredible luster, and the little man in front of her made her more and more incomprehensible.

On May Day, she went to her grandmother's house in Shanghai and met her aunt, who mentioned Fan Jianxin to her. Even the aunt, who has always regarded herself very highly, also praised Fan Jianxin......

……

The sudden turn for heat was a disaster for the street garment factory located on Chung Yau Street!

The tweed materials "Sachiko shirt" and "light husband shirt" produced in the factory have become unsalable, and the director of the factory who has just been in trouble for a few days is facing a large amount of stock in the factory.

He brought the cloth for this batch on credit; He mobilized many residents who knew how to tailor to help him with the work, and he still owes him his wages.

Looking at the mountains of goods in the warehouse, with a cost of more than 100,000 yuan, he was anxious. If these goods can't be sold and smashed in his hands, he will be slow to jump off the building!

Fan Jianxin gave him a very high ex-factory price, which made him taste the sweetness. He is like an incompetent fellow, working in obscurity in the owner for decades, seeing that it is time for the old Zhuhuang to return to his hometown, he suddenly became the shopkeeper, and he couldn't help but start dragging it up.

He was originally the director of a nursing home under the Civil Affairs Bureau, but he was demoted to become a chaotic factory director in a street garment factory because of corruption with the young waitress of the nursing home.

There's no way around it.

Speaking of a nice position, in fact, it's not bullshit!

I just want to fart stinky people, but it's not smelly enough.

The street garment factory is just a small collective factory, and there are layers of competent units on top of it. In fact, my mother's family doesn't hurt, and my mother-in-law doesn't love it. No first-level leader or department would really care about the survival of the factory and the wages of employees.

For a long time, the factory has been self-reliant, more work, more pay, and self-financing.

In fact, their factory has an advantage that other factories cannot match, that is, because the factory recruits more than a dozen disabled employees, no tax is paid on any product of the factory.

If this is changed to a capable factory director, I will not be happy to fly!

However, even with such an advantage, the factory manager has to worry about the processing business and the wages of his employees every month.

The production of dozens or hundreds of pieces of overalls is already the biggest business of their factory.

In normal times, their factory even takes on private garment processing work.

As long as he can pay wages to more than 30 employees every month, he will burn high incense to Amitabha.

Think about it, it's all the fault of this stinky boy in front of you!

He approached him a few years ago, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he asked the factory to process 5,000 pieces of clothing...... Only then did he whet his appetite and become greedy.

Later, several clothing dealers came to the door and begged him to process "Sachiko shirts" and "Mitsuo shirts".

He didn't want to pull it all the hard.

Who doesn't want to be slapped on the back?

Who doesn't want to be flattered?

Who doesn't want to be both a man and an uncle?

However, because the price given by Fan Jianxin was too high, those dealers who privately asked him to produce "Sachiko shirts" and "Guangfu shirts" had conflicts with him, and he was unwilling to reduce the price, so the batch of clothes produced in the factory was backlogged.

At this time, it was already the season for summer clothes to go on the market, and those dealers who begged him to produce "Sachiko shirts" and "Mitsuo shirts" disappeared like a cold wind.

Director Mao can only come to Fan Jianxin with a cheeky face.

As for Fan Jianxin, in order to concentrate on studying, he has already cleared the inventory of the friendship store and devoted himself to the college entrance examination, how can he have time to care about the production and sales of clothing in the street factory?

At the beginning, he deliberately raised the ex-factory price of the street garment factory, not only to monopolize the demand of the market, but also to help the director of the small pengmao factory.

After several contacts with Director Mao, he found that Director Mao was a villain who was greedy for money and sex, and had no faith.

So, since you have signed a contract not to produce "Sachiko shirts" and "Mitsuo shirts" privately, you should follow the agreement of the contract!

If you break the contract at will, you should be punished.

But as the college entrance examination approached and the pressure of studying increased sharply, he forgot about it.

Director Mao appeared at the door of the classroom, which was both unexpected and reasonable.

He knows that once people taste the sweetness, it is difficult to control themselves. Although the director of the factory is not young, he is still a young child in business.

It was only a matter of time before the director of the factory came to beg him.

The director of the factory has been looking for Fan Jianxin for several days, and today, accompanied by a police officer, he found the school in a hurry.

At the school gate, the factory manager met a teacher who was about to leave the school, and opened his mouth to say, "I...... Find Fan Jianxin to save his life", which made the teacher think that something was going to kill him in his family.

That teacher, who happens to be teaching in the third year of high school, how can he not know Fan Jianxin, who has been in the limelight recently? Hurriedly took Director Mao to Fan Jianxin's class.

"Director Xiao Fan, you have to pull your brother! ......As soon as they met, Director Mao wiped the sweat from his forehead and grabbed Fan Jianxin's arm and said.

In order to find Fan Jianxin, Director Mao not only went to the Friendship Store, but also went to Yuejin Flour Mill, and only then did he find out that Fan Jianxin is now studying in Weizhou Middle School.

At first, he thought that his problem might not work for Fan Jianxin, but the dead horse was still a live horse doctor. After coming into contact with the people in the friendship shop and flour mill, he had a hunch that Fan Jianxin could really help him solve the problem.

Seeing Fan Jianxin this time, it was like seeing a savior, grabbing Fan Jianxin's arm and refusing to let go.

As soon as Fan Jianxin saw that the director of the factory rushed to the school to look for him, he guessed what was wrong, but he was still surprised by a uniformed policeman beside him.

His consciousness circled back and forth in his brain circuit, and he kept thinking that he didn't seem to have done anything lately! ......

How could the police come?!

Some of the students in the classroom saw a policeman and a bald cadre-looking person coming to Fan Jianxin. The bald man in a Mao suit, as soon as he saw Fan Jianxin's face, he grabbed Fan Jianxin's arm and didn't let go, as if the creditor had caught a debt evasor who had not been seen for many years......

I can't help but make up for Fan Jianxin's various unbearable pictures in my mind, and guess that Fan Jianxin committed a lot of crimes.

"Don't mind him, he's my son-in-law......" Director Mao's head was shiny, and his eyes showed a sly gaze, he saw the strangeness of Fan Jianxin and his classmates, and he was secretly proud in his heart, and hurriedly waved his hand.

Fan Jianxin suddenly realized, this old boy, it is very convenient to take a policeman's son-in-law out to find someone, but this is very scary!

was detained by the Dongmen Police Station for three days, and the shadow left in Fan Jianxin's heart has not disappeared yet.

"You ordered 10,000 sets of clothes in our factory, but only 2,000 were taken, and 8,000 were not mentioned, and I have kept the goods for you...... If it weren't for the fact that you are bold, adequate, intelligent, and faithful, you would be very handsome...... I would have given it to someone else a long time ago. ”

"Hehe......" Fan Jianxin laughed and said in his heart, I believe you are a big-headed ghost!

But he didn't squeak.

Psychologically speaking, at this time, it is easy to grasp the initiative in negotiation. Since the director of the factory sent the money, why not?!

"You're going to honor your order, it's hot...... Otherwise, our factory will play! ”

Director Mao knew that the kid in front of him was as cunning as a fox and was not easy to fool, so he continued to chatter: "You have been the director of the grain and oil store, the leader of the clothing business department of the friendship store, you have to fulfill your promise!" ......”

"Oh? ...... Mr. Mao, have we signed a processing agreement or a supply and marketing contract? Fan Jianxin showed a stubborn expression. The heart said: It's hot, the spring and autumn clothes sales are not the season, come to me to save the emergency.

"But we have a verbal agreement!"

"Oh? ...... Do you have evidence, say, audio recordings? ...... If not, I'll go back to the classroom. ”

Fan Jianxin really forgot about this matter, he is now studying hard day and night, and wants to be admitted to the Finance Department of Fudan University and become Ye Zhen's classmate.

Reborn, he wants to make up for the emotional shortcomings of his previous life.

The experience of romantic love and marriage in the future are all bet on the current college entrance examination, how can there be spare time to take care of other things!

"Director Fan, Uncle Fan...... You've got to save your life! ......”

"You, what does it matter to me whether you live or die?"

When the factory director heard Fan Jianxin say this, he was in a hurry, and he almost cried without words: "You deliberately increased the receipt price and falsely reported the order quantity, which deliberately tricked me!" I want our factory to finish......"

"Oh...... What you say seems to make a lot of sense. Well, if you weren't greedy, would you be doomed? ...... Oh, by the way, even if I really want to finish your factory, it's my business, what does it have to do with you? ”

"You?! ......”

"What are you...... If nothing else, I'm going to class. ”

Fan Jianxin said that he ordered 10,000 pieces of "Sachiko shirts" and "light husband shirts" in the street garment factory, and also told the factory director to sign the contract. But at that time, the director of the factory felt that these two kinds of clothes were too easy to sell, not only forced Fan Jianxin to increase the order price, but also did not want to be restrained and did not want to sign the supply and marketing contract.

Originally, the "Sachiko shirt" and "Mitsuo shirt" from other cities have hit the market in Weizhou. Now, the weather is getting hotter again, and it's even harder to sell. At this time, I remembered to find Fan Jianxin to accept the oral agreement.

"It's all about burning your eyebrows, and you're still thinking about class?!"

"It's your father-in-law's eyebrows that burn, what's the matter with me?!"

"Da Luzi, don't go wrong!"

Director Mao stopped his son-in-law's interjection, pulled down his old face, almost didn't cry, and said to Fan Jianxin without shame:

"Big brother, you said you wanted 10,000 pieces...... You can't fool me! ...... There are 36 employees in our factory, and they are not only old and young, but also some of them are very disabled...... They all hope that these clothes will survive. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have produced so many clothes, and if you didn't help dispose of them, it would really kill people......"