"What does this mean?" He Ping asked.

"The person surnamed Guan is the deputy factory director in charge of logistics. Didn't you ask Yu Biao when you look for him?"

He Ping suddenly realized that this was the case. No wonder Guan's surname refused so thoroughly and did not leave any trace.

"Oh, fortunately I met you brother, otherwise I wouldn't even know how I died today." He Ping made a glad expression and complimented.

When the young man heard He Ping's compliment, he immediately felt a little fluttered, "That's right, if you ask about this printing factory, there is nothing that Liang Yuejin doesn't know."

"It seems that I really met a noble person when I went out today! Brother, can you please help me inquire about this matter and see if I can do it? Don't worry, my brother is not doing it." He Ping said on the snake and stick. He knew that there was no free lunch in the world, and if you want to help, you have to express your feelings.

Liang Yuejin looked at He Ping and thought to himself that this guy is quite good, "I think you are a honest guy, you are also a real person. We are destined to meet each other today. Just like that, you give me this matter, and you will give me 50 yuan."

He Ping pretended to be surprised, "50 yuan? Brother, you're too expensive. Our monthly salary is only about twenty yuan. You can give it a little cheaper. What do you think of 25 yuan?"

"Impossible, you are playing cards and beggars." Liang Yuejin whispered.

"No, no, your 50 yuan is too high. If you give it a little cheaper, I'm doing business for the public and don't make much money."

As the saying goes, asking for a price everywhere, paying back the money after the landing.

After a while, the two of them talked about it, and finally they saw that the veins on Liang Yuejin's neck had all come out, and He Ping knew that the price was almost the same.

Finally, the price was set at 35 yuan.

He Ping looked helpless and said, "Okay, okay. It's only 35 yuan, but I want to explain to you that 35 yuan is a fixed price, and you have to be responsible for maintaining the relationship between the printing factory for me."

"Don't worry if I'm here. Brother. Do you know who my dad is? Liang Aimin, please inquire about the printing factory, who is the top leader."

So that's it, no wonder Liang Yuejin was able to accomplish this so surely.

"Oh, it turns out that it was the factory manager and the young master who was in front of him. He was indifferent. I have to ask you to take care of me in the future." He Ping complimented.

"Since you know each other, you are all friends, and everything is easy to say." Liang Yuejin said very socially, "By the way, I haven't asked you my brother yet, do you have a surname?"

"No need for expensive, He Ping."

The two talked about their elders and younger generations again, and He Ping was one year older than Liang Yuejin.

"Let's have a walk, happy today, go out for some meal."

He Ping pulled Liang Yue and was about to have dinner outside the factory.

There are very few hotels this year, and they are all state-owned hotels, and their service attitude is very bad. What's more, there are even signs that "beat customers are not allowed" in the hotel.

It happened that there was a state-owned hotel at the entrance of the printing factory. When the two of them went in, Liang Yuejin greeted the waiter with a familiar look, and he saw that he was a regular visitor here.

Although the service attitude of the state-owned hotels is not good, the taste and quality of the food are beyond words.

After a few taels of wine, He Ping was fine, but Liang Yuejin had a little too much. At first glance, he was the one who was addicted to the big one.

The alcohol quickly narrowed the distance between the two, and began to hang on his shoulders and call him brothers.

Liang Yuejin kept saying that he could not ask for He Ping's money, so He Ping would not take the alcohol seriously.

Finally, Liang Yuejin patted his chest drunk and said with his tongue wide, "Brother, don't worry if you leave this matter to me. If you can't do this, I'll come to see you."

He Ping has never been able to drink, but he can compare with whom. It is definitely not possible to compete with the two old drivers Ding Aiguo and the old captain, but Liang Yuejin, a young man who has been drinking for a few days, is still not afraid.

He was just a little drunk at this moment and was amused by Liang Yuejin's silly attitude.

"Okay, I'll be relieved to leave the matter to you and brother. If I do it, I can't treat you badly."

The guests and guests had fun with each other. Liang Yue went home in a row, while He Ping boarded the bus back to Ping County with drunkenness.

The two agreed that He Ping would come to the printing factory again three days later, and Liang Yuejin would tell him about the business contacts.

He Ping got off the bus, took back his bicycle, and rode home staggeringly. It was already past 4 pm when he got home.

Little pigeria had never seen He Ping like this before, and was a little scared, but she still went to give He Ping a very sensible and asked him to wash his face.

He Ping took advantage of the alcohol to rub the pig's small flat head hard.

After washing my face and resting for a while, I felt much more awake, so He Ping went to the chicken farm to take a look.

It was evening, and the members of the club were all out of work, and the same was true for the members of the chicken farm. Uncle Wei Guo, who was responsible for the night shift, had arrived.

In fact, the normal shift handover in the afternoon of the chicken farm is 5:30 pm every day, but Uncle Wei always takes half an hour ahead of time.

He Ping joked: "Uncle Wei Guo, Aunt Qiufen didn't work today, why did you come so early?"

"Don't put this nonsense every day, it's big or small."

Now the relationship between Uncle Wei Guo and Aunt Qiufen has been open in the brigade. One of them is a widow who has been lost for a long time and the other is a bachelor who has been a long time, and no one can talk about it.

As for Aunt Qiufen's old lady, she has calmed down a lot since she had a quarrel last time. Occasionally, she would spread some gossip about Aunt Qiufen and Uncle Wei Guo with her neighbors, and no one would take it to her heart.

He Pingyu said to Uncle Wei Guo with a teasing voice: "Uncle Wei Guo, when are you going to do business with Aunt Qiufen? Don't forget to tell me then, I'll give you a big gift."

He Ping thought that employees like Uncle Wei Guo who loves his job and is dedicated must not be treated unfairly, and he must have one of them selected by the outstanding employees at the end of the year.

Uncle Wei Guo was so happy that he didn't answer the conversation.

"It's not me, who is the junior, said to you, you and my aunt Qiufen are not young anymore. Take the time to get rid of your certificate and give birth to another fat boy. How good is this family harmonious and beautiful."

"Just interrupt me."

"Don't I care about you? I'm too lazy to say anything about others."

After He Ping said a few words to Uncle Wei Guo, Han Zhaojun came out of the incubation room, "Brother He Ping, you are back. I'll discuss something with you. It's winter coming, and the heating in our chicken coop is ready."

He Ping slapped his thigh, but it wasn't a big deal. He almost forgot about this. Recently, he has been busy with other things and hasn't even done his job well.

According to Lao Cai’s estimate, the first batch of hens in the chicken farm will enter the egg laying period in November. Hens have certain requirements for egg laying. If the temperature in the chicken house is too low, it will directly affect the hen’s egg laying efficiency.
Chapter completed!