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Chapter 192 With his ability, he can be the deputy factory director

Wu Wei followed Wang Jing into the room.

That scene was somewhat like meeting your girlfriend's parents.

Especially when Wang Jing saw that Yu Lili was there, she deliberately formed this delicate position with herself.

Wang Jing's parents' eyes lit up when they saw this.

After all, who doesn’t like a tall and handsome son-in-law at first impression?

Fortunately, Wan Jun saw Wu Wei and waved at him, "Xiao Wu is here? Come quickly!"

When Wang Jing's mother Wan Li heard that her brother knew this boy and seemed to be particularly familiar with him, she understood.

But it’s clear to understand.

Known daughter Moruomu.

Wan Li looked at her daughter's standing position and the distance between her and Wu Wei.

I knew that this girl was probably in love with him.

Wu Wei walked in and noticed that no one had the habit of changing shoes.

Then he walked towards the army.

He first wished Wan Jun a happy new year, then offered him a cigarette and also handed one to Wang Jing's father.

Then he also wished a happy new year to Wang Jing's parents and Section Chief Yu.

After all, since we are here, we might as well do it for free.

He swept his eyes across Yu Lili's pretty face, looked at the long-legged beauty's watery eyes, and said softly, "Happy New Year."

Yu Lili replied softly: "Happy New Year."

But in fact, she didn't have a good New Year at all.

But she couldn't say it in front of Wang Jing, who was busy running around and taking advantage of the home court.

Wang Jing made a cup of scented tea for Wu Wei, and at the same time, she moved all the fruit and honey fillings on the coffee table to Wu Wei.

In fact, Wu Wei had no time to eat or drink.

Wan Jun said, "This year and the New Year, I heard that you have become famous. The reputation of Taoyuan Furniture Factory is everywhere in the streets and alleys."

Section Chief Yu was an insider and nodded with a smile: "Yes, the furniture made by Master Wu is really beautiful. I want to order it after seeing it."

Wan Li understood immediately: "The Taoyuan furniture factory was opened by Xiao Wu?"

Wang Jing's father Wang Biao was also shocked.

This young man is only in his twenties at best, but he has already opened a furniture factory that is well-known throughout the county?
As a result, Section Chief Yu laughed and said, "That's nothing! Taoyuan Furniture Factory is just one of his factories. He even led a team to build a factory building for our factory."

Wang Jing originally wanted to say that he also collected the treasury bonds.

But then I thought, my uncle and Section Chief Yu both knew about this, but didn't mention it.

The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she decided not to mention them.

Even so, Wan Li's mouth was still opened into an O shape.

Even though she could see that this boy had no interest in her daughter, she couldn't help but feel excited.

Wu Wei waved his hand and said, "It's just a small thing. After all, there are too many laborers in our countryside. Except for the two busy farming seasons a year, it's too difficult to make money at other times. I just organized the carpenters and bricklayers to work together to make money."

In these words, he explained his rural background.

This immediately poured a bucket of cold water on Wan Li.

Then Wu Wei changed the subject and continued, "It's not like the sausage production line that Director Wan has set up. That is a new field and new measure to improve the living standards of the people."

Just when Wan Li was undecided about Wu Wei's rural household registration.

Wan Jun continued Wu Wei's words and said with a sigh: "Right now, the ham sausages from the meat processing factory are not as popular as the furniture from your Taoyuan Village! It was New Year's goods before the New Year, and it was true that a batch of goods were sold. After the New Year, the sales volume fell to the bottom."

This is also inevitable.

After all, these days, the per capita consumption level of meat products has not yet risen.

It's simply unrealistic to expect sausage to become very popular.

As a result, the next moment, Section Chief Yu threw a big pot at him and said, "Director, you might as well learn from Master Wu. We don't want our ham sausage to be as popular as the Taoyuan Furniture Factory. It would be enough if we can have half of theirs." Wu Wei was caught off guard and could only watch Wan Jun's eyes become eager, but he was helpless.

When Wan Jun actually spoke, everyone looked at him expectantly.

"Master Xiao Wu, give me some advice. If it works, the factory will definitely not let you down."

Wu Wei was silent, he definitely couldn't take this seriously.

I was just thinking about how to get away with it with a few tricks.

Then Wan Li said, "Brother, you are just talking nonsense without any evidence. How can Xiao Wu say anything?"

Wan Li didn't know that Wan Jun had previously intended to delay the payment of the final payment for the project.

So when these words were spoken, Wan Jun felt somewhat embarrassed.

Wu Wei immediately spoke up to break the awkwardness and said, "Speaking of which, Director Wan, Section Chief Yu, uncle, aunt, I am just an outsider. What I say may not be professional. I am just speaking casually, and you can listen casually."

Hearing this tone, Wang Jing and Yu Lili, who had not expected anything, looked over at the same time.

Wu Wei continued, "First of all, ham sausage is a new thing, and the factory must take the initiative to promote it. For example, we can set up a few more tasting stalls on Xingfu Road, so that everyone can taste it for free and give their opinions."

"Secondly, in terms of packaging, we need differentiated packaging. In addition to large packaging for family consumption, we also need to consider small packaging for the snack market. Then we can distribute the products to the school gates..."

"Third, the production process..."

A long conversation.

Not to mention Wang Biao and his wife and Section Chief Yu, even the factory director Wan Jun was stunned when he heard what he said.

I think it makes sense.

The only thing is that the packaging cost cannot be reduced nowadays.

But Wu Wei didn't expect this, and it's understandable.

After all, he was just talking casually, not professionally.

Coming back to his senses, Section Chief Yu said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Director, why don't you just recruit Xiao Wu to be our deputy director. Isn't his ability much better than Deputy Director Zhang's?"

Wan Jun felt very comfortable hearing this.

Wan Jun smiled and said, "That also depends on Master Wu's consent!"

Also.

Section Chief Yu smiled and said, "You wanted to delay paying the balance of the project to others. As long as Xiao Wu is not stupid, he will not follow you anymore."

But talk is talk, laughter is laughter.

Wan Jun took careful note of Wu Wei's words.

Then they chatted for a while.

Wu Wei stood up and said goodbye.

When Wang Jing and Yu Lili sent me downstairs, I found that Section Chief Song and Section Chief Tang had just found their way here.

After leaving the meat processing plant, Wu Wei was thinking about going to the cement factory for a walk.

Only then did he realize that no matter whether it was Director Pei’s house or Director Zhou’s house, he didn’t know which way the door faced.

I had no choice but to give up and turn back to the courtyard on Bayi Road.

Unexpectedly, the courtyard was also bustling and lively.

Wu Wei rode closer and took a look, only to find that the noise was coming from Old Lady Zhao's side.

The home of Old Mrs. Zhao, which was usually deserted, was crowded with people on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Not only that, there was a jeep parked in front of the door.

Wu Wei glanced at the license plate number and felt inexplicably familiar with it.

When I entered my own yard, I found that Qiaoqiao was not there either.

I climbed up the ladder against the wall and saw that she was really helping Old Lady Zhao serve tea and water to the guests next door.

The figure sitting with Old Mrs. Zhao was none other than Old Mr. Zhong.

(End of this chapter)