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Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters understand the situation

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the female worker raised her eyebrows slightly and replied: "See, I had a stomachache today. When I went to the toilet just now, I caught him coming in. He also bought paper, so I introduced him to our manager's office.

, when I came out of the toilet, I didn’t see him again. I don’t know where he went, what? You guys came with him?”

"No, when we got off the bus, we saw him and found that he was dressed strangely. Let me ask you." Zhang Fan said with a smile.

"The guy's clothes are really weird. It has just entered autumn. He is wearing such a thick big robe. It is so hot. Moreover, he is wearing a silver mask on his face. Is this to cover up prickly heat?" The female worker smiled and shook her head.

“I really don’t understand how modern people dress up.”

"Look at you, young man, you are simply dressed and you have a pretty face. How nice it is!" The female worker did not forget to praise Zhang Fan.

"Thank you for the compliment!" Zhang Fan looked at the female worker and smiled.

At this moment, the three of them had arrived at the door of the general manager's office. The general manager's office was also a bungalow, but it was higher than the warehouse in the northwest corner, and the door outside was also newer.

The female worker directly pushed the door open, and the scene in the room instantly caught the eyes of Zhang Fan and Fang Yan. The desks and chairs in the room were all popular styles in the 1980s. Looking at it now, they are a bit outdated, and they are also

Relatively old.

Behind a desk in the room, there was a man in his 50s who was writing and drawing. He looked so serious that the sound of the female worker opening the door did not wake him up.

At this moment, the female worker said: "Manager Liu, someone wants to buy paper."

After hearing what the female worker said, the middle-aged man in his 50s, known as Manager Liu, just stopped writing in his hand, slowly raised his head, adjusted his reading glasses, and turned his gaze to Zhang Fan and Fang Fang.

Yan then stood up and said enthusiastically: "Two gentlemen, please come to the room."

Zhang Fan and Fang Yan looked at Manager Liu and smiled slightly, then entered the room.

"Gentlemen, please take a seat." Manager Liu pointed to the Chunqiu chair next to him, and then stood up to pour water for Zhang Fan and Fang Yan.

After placing the water glass in front of the two of them, Manager Liu said with a smile on his face: "How much paper do you two gentlemen want to order?"

"It's about a ton." Zhang Fan casually reported a number.

After hearing Zhang Fan's words, Manager Liu's face darkened slightly.

It was easy to tell from Manager Liu’s face that what I wanted was a little less.

"I asked for one ton in the early stage just to see the quality. If the quality is good, it is possible to ask for 10,000 tons. We use a lot of paper. By the way, this is just a phase." Zhang Fan continued.

road.

If you want to get something out of Manager Liu's mouth, you can't help but lure Manager Liu, so that Manager Liu is more likely to tell what Zhang Fan wants to know.

As soon as Zhang Fan said this, Manager Liu's face was once again filled with smiles. It seemed that Zhang Fan was a big customer.

"The workers in the factory are all old people and are very familiar with the papermaking process. You can rest assured about the quality of our paper." Manager Liu assured, patting his chest.

"Then I see that your factory is about to close down. Moreover, the equipment is seriously aging. Although the workers are all good workers,

, but the equipment is a bit..." At this point, Zhang Fan's voice paused slightly.

"We have already started to purchase new equipment. You don't have to worry. As long as you do business with us, we will strictly control the quality. In fact, older equipment will not affect the quality, but it will cost us more and speed up the process."

Slow down." Manager Liu continued.

"I'm not an expert, and I don't understand these things. I just need you to give me a suitable price and excellent quality." Zhang Fan said. Everything Zhang Fan said just now was just nonsense.

He doesn't know anything about the paper industry.

Before Manager Liu could continue boasting, Zhang Fan asked: "Manager Liu, when I got out of the car just now, I saw a man in black robe entering your paper mill. Is this man also negotiating business with you? From you?

How much paper did you order?"

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Manager Liu curled his lips and shook his head helplessly, "He is indeed negotiating business with me. He only ordered 100 kilograms of paper, and the request was too much. To be honest, this

I'm too lazy to do business with him, and besides, he always wears a big robe and a silver mask when he comes here, so I can warm him up."

Hearing Manager Liu's words, Zhang Fan and Fang Yan looked at each other, and Zhang Fan immediately asked: "Does he always come to you to order papers?"

"He has come to my place nine times in the past three months, but it only took nine times to order one ton of paper. Excluding labor and costs, I can't save a few bucks at all." Manager Liu waved his hand slightly.

"Huh? By the way, where did he go?" Zhang Fan asked.

"When he went out, he said he went to the toilet, but he didn't come back for a long time. He probably went to his car. The workshop is in the process of cutting the paper for him. It should be finished soon," Manager Liu said.

"When I just entered the door, I noticed movement in the small room in the northwest corner of your paper factory, so I went over to see if there was anything in there?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Manager Liu waved his hand indifferently, "What can be there? It's just an old and broken warehouse. If there is anything, it's just mice and cockroaches. Don't pay attention to him!"

When Zhang Fan asked these two questions and waited for Manager Liu's answer, Zhang Fan kept staring at the change in Manager Liu's expression. Manager Liu's expression had always been very normal. This also meant that Manager Liu did not know the location of the northwest corner of the paper mill.

, there may be something like evil spirits.

"Gentlemen, how about you order one ton and check the quality of our paper first?" Manager Liu looked at Zhang Fan and asked, with a hint of discussion in his voice.

"Okay, let's order one ton." Zhang Fan said naturally.

Seeing Zhang Fan make his decision, Manager Liu's face showed a hint of joy. What he was interested in was not the ton of paper ordered by Zhang Fan, but the ten thousand tons or even more that he would get later.

"Dong dong dong..."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in..." Manager Liu said.

I saw a female worker about 40 years old pushing the door in, looking at Manager Liu and saying: "Mr. Liu, we have already prepared the 100 kilograms of paper according to your request. It is now at the door of the workshop. Please ask that person to come and get it."

Bar."

"Okay, I understand, you can go down." Manager Liu said.

Afterwards, the female worker, who was about 40 years old, left Manager Liu's room.

"I don't know where this guy is, and I have to call him!" Manager Liu said dissatisfiedly as he took out his cell phone.

(End of chapter)


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