Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

Forget it.

I am a lady.

I won’t bother with you!

I...

Woo woo woo...

You bully people...

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Miss Jiang actually admires the entertainment companies around the millennium.

In a situation where there is almost no help from the Internet.

It is actually spread through newspapers, flyers, radio, television, and even small advertisements posted in toilets.

A few days.

They just make everything they want to promote known to everyone.

Even a man like Link who doesn't care about what's happening outside.

Everyone knows about the show "Tianxiu Girls".

"no way."

"My wife likes Aaron Kwok."

"He keeps repeating this in my ear every day when he comes home."

Link's feelings.

Miss Jiang, who was sitting on the sofa reading documents, couldn't help but make a joke.

"Old Lin."

"My sister-in-law talks about another man every day."

"Aren't you jealous?"

...

"What to eat?"

"She just talks about it."

"If I really saw someone, I would probably cower faster than anyone else."

Hear this.

Miss Jiang smiled.

Today is Wednesday.

noon.

Miss Jiang took some time to visit the factory.

Because Yu Lingling said that a detailed plan for an electric car factory had been submitted.

So she rushed over to take a look.

I watched it for a long time.

She still couldn't help but frown.

"Yu Lingling's plan is still a bit conservative."

"Based on her standard progress."

"I'm afraid it will be done by the end of next year, which is already very fast."

Hear this.

Link, who was standing by the window, turned around, folded his arms, sighed helplessly, and said:

"no way."

“We are making electric cars.”

"In terms of sales methods, we can't adopt the dealer model of 'Shi Ning Ji' where we open a store and sell right away."

"If you want to be our agent, you must have a certain amount of squeezed inventory."

"There are also losses in transportation..."

however.

Miss Jiang has a different opinion.

She suddenly stood up.

He picked up a pen from the table and pointed to the middle piece of the map on the wall.

Gently drew a circle.

"Old Lin."

“Have you ever considered building another factory in this area?”

Hear the sound.

Link subconsciously shook his head, but then he noticed that his pretty boss's expression didn't seem like he was joking.

He was stunned for a moment.

He stared at the map for a long time.

"Yes, yes."

“But this investment…”

...

"rest assured."

"It won't scare anyone to death."

Once you say this.

Link's eyes suddenly lit up.

"That's okay!"

“Find a city in the Midwest and build a factory.”

“Responsible for shipment to the Midwest.”

“Although there was a considerable investment in the early stages, there was a lot less investment in transportation.”

"For those of us who make motorcycles, what we fear most is problems with transportation."

talking.

Link suddenly thought of something.

Wrinkles asked:

"Then who will be in charge of the factory over there?"

……

five minutes later.

on the balcony.

Mao Weiwei held a pile of meat skewers in her hand and turned around in shock, looking at the beautiful boss standing next to her.

"What?"

“I’m the boss?”

The voice just fell.

Wang Jianguo, who was standing by, kicked her in disgust.

"What boss?"

"You're just an overseer!"

"Does the supervisor understand?"

"You can't even grill a skewer properly, and you still dream of becoming a boss?"

Listen to this.

Mao Weiwei frowned.

He shook the skewer of meat in his hand.

"You little melon!"

“Believe it or not, I’ll sprinkle some chili on it!!”

...

"Sprinkle it!"

"At worst I won't eat it!"

...

It seemed that the bickering between the two women was becoming more intense.

Miss Jiang simply waved her hand.

"okay."

"Don't make any noise."

"Sister Weiwei."

"Come back in a few days and help me find a suitable place."

"Area, price, tax situation, etc. I'll let Link tell you a standard."

"Let's try to succeed on our first try."

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the other side.

Miki Group.

Ye Wenzhong was holding a high-level meeting.

He listened as several branch managers in the group gave him reports on the recent state of the company.

"Sanmu furniture sales increased by 12% year-on-year, with most of the sales concentrated on wooden furniture."

"Especially the small tables and chairs."

"The month-on-month growth rate reached 15%."

...

“We at Sanmu Logistics benefited from the recent relocation of Runmao Group.”

"Both the volume of transportation and the number of orders have increased significantly compared to last month."

"Among them, short-distance orders..."

Just saying.

Ye Wenzhong's brows suddenly moved.

He looked down at his phone.

Then he raised his hand and made a pause gesture.

In an instant.

All the executives focused their attention.

"Please stop for a moment. I have a call."