Li Wenjun waited anxiously for Gu Zhanyan to speak.
Gu Zhanyan became quiet again.
Li Wenjun didn't ask any more questions.
Maybe she felt it wasn't time to tell him yet and he didn't want to force her.
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During dinner in the morning, Liu Cuihong called Li Wenyong and Li Wenjun over.
Li Changming said: "Dongmei, we have prepared some things. You and Li Wenyong can take them home later to take a look."
Logically speaking, since they live so close together, the new daughter-in-law should have returned home this morning. Besides, they are already married, so Liu Jiefang should be relieved no matter how angry he is.
Liu Dongmei smiled: "Dad, no need. They don't care about me, and I'm too lazy to go back and suffer."
Liu Cuihong and Li Changming looked at each other: If the daughter-in-law refuses, there is nothing they can do. After all, that is the daughter-in-law’s natal family.
Gu Zhanyan tried to persuade her, but she didn't know how to persuade her. After all, she had been married for two years and had never returned to her parents' home. It seemed that she was not qualified to persuade Liu Dongmei.
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Li Wenjun went to Wang Yongqing to say hello and hung up all three signs of the factory, and then the factory was open.
Wang Yongqing only asked Zhou Liguo to come over and take a look on his behalf.
Zhou Liguo caught a glimpse of the three signs at the door, stopped and stared at them.
Li Wenjun was a little nervous. He was not sure about Zhou Liguo's reaction. If Zhou Liguo wanted to be serious and said that he only applied for the electronics factory, he would have no choice but to take it off.
If Zhou Liguo seizes this opportunity to take revenge and report it to the city, Li Wenjun will not even be able to open an electronics factory.
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Zhou Liguo smiled: "Comrade Wen Jun's handwriting is so good, I really didn't expect it. Can you help me write couplets in the future?"
Li Wenjun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then pretended to sigh: "Director Zhou is really good at joking, how dare I show off in front of you." The office director is equivalent to the secretary's head, and calligraphy must be good. So when the Chinese New Year comes, Zhou Liguo is especially
When he was busy, people in the mine would ask him to help write couplets.
Li Wenjun knew that Zhou Liguo said this because he wanted to tell him not to worry about the brand.
Zhou Liguoluo stopped and left.
In fact, even if Li Wenjun opened ten more companies, he would not say anything. Not to mention that these two companies do not need factory buildings and equipment, and they do not need people from the mining area, so there is no need to worry about it.
He finally saw that he had a future by following Li Wenjun, so he had no intention of reporting this matter to Wang Yongqing.
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Zhou Liguo gave Li Wenjun a second-hand typewriter as an opening gift.
This printer was listed as scrapped on the mining area's asset list, but it was actually 60% new.
Li Wenjun was extremely happy.
Zhou Liguo also helped Li Wenjun apply for a new phone line.
Because he was the director of the director's office and had authority, and Qin Junsheng from the post office was willing to help Li Wenjun, he quickly applied for the installation.
Now there is a telephone and a typewriter on Li Wenjun's desk.
Li Wenjun sat behind his desk and looked around. Although it was still very simple, it finally looked like an office.
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Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from outside the door.
Li Wenjun frowned and went out to see Wang Xiaolan.
Wang Xiaolan covered her mouth and looked at the "Wenjun Fashion Design" sign, and asked with a trembling voice: "Wenjun, did you set this up for me?"
Li Wenjun almost cursed: He couldn't have had such a strange idea after ten years of cerebral thrombosis. Is Wang Xiaolan suffering from another delusional disorder?
"I did it myself." Li Wenjun endured it again and again, and said angrily, "It saves me from having someone plagiarize my design next time, and I don't have any shame at all."
Wang Xiaolan's face turned red and pale, then she came in and said: "Wen Jun, just list me as the designer. Anyway, the positions are arranged by you. I don't want more money from you."
Li Wenjun tilted his head at her: "You copied my design and you still want a name? Are you too naive or do you think I will be so stupid? I am willing to let you have a false name because of your father's face. If you
If you dare to do anything to me again, I will definitely settle the old and new accounts with you and ask you to pay back double."
When Wang Xiaolan heard this, her face turned pale and she didn't dare to say anything. She took a step back, turned around and ran away.
Li Wenjun sneered: Damn it. To deal with this bitch, the most direct way is labor-saving and efficient.
I want to be a little roundabout and save some face for her, but she doesn't appreciate it myself.
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Li Wenjun only recruited 7 workers in the first batch, including 5 electrician classes and 2 fitter classes. Zhao Lin also took back the plastic casing customized by Li Wenjun.
People in the mining area craned their necks to watch, waiting to see if anyone would buy a walkie-talkie.
If not, Li Wenjun's joke would have been so big that he would have made such a fuss with Wang Yongqing by beating gongs and drums...
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As a result, on the second day after opening, a customer actually came, and that was Tao Guangming.
Tao Guangming kept his promise, dressed like a human, wearing a gold ring and necklace, sunglasses, and a black leather bag.
When Li Wenjun saw him, he almost laughed out loud.
This guy is too grand.
It's a pity that he came here on a bicycle. If he drove a sports car, he would be a second-generation rich man even if he wasn't a gangster in a Hong Kong movie!
But people in the mining area don't know. They have never seen the gangster boss in Hong Kong movies, and they don't know what a rich second generation is. They only think that the big gold ring on Tao Guangming's finger and the thick gold necklace around his neck are very dazzling.
He must be a rich man.
Li Wenjun asked Zheng Yulian to draw up a sales contract, and sold one to Tao Guangming for 500 yuan, with a two-year warranty and a three-day delivery promise.
After Tao Guangming signed the contract, he pulled Li Wenjun aside: "I have something to ask you."
Li Wenjun looked at him askance: "What bad thing have you done again?"
Tao Guangming looked annoyed and angry: "Nonsense, how could I do bad things? I'm a serious person."
Li Wenjun suppressed his laughter and nodded: "Okay, okay, serious man, tell me what's going on."
Tao Guangming said: "If someone from the county cultural troupe calls, you can tell me that you have to go through me to buy the walkie-talkie. And appoint Ji Rushi, the deputy director of the cultural troupe, to buy it."
Li Wenjun suddenly realized: It turns out that this boy is chasing a girl.
He coughed dryly: "It's not good to do this. It sounds like what a bad pimp would say. It would be too damaging to my reputation."
Tao Guangming looked at him helplessly: "Tell me, what good thing do you like again? I'll help you get it."
Li Wenjun grinned: "It's not a rare thing. Leave one for me when you have TV industry coupons."
Tao Guangming's eyes widened: "This is not uncommon. Do you know how many there are in a county?"
Li Wenjun sighed: "Sigh... then, I can't do this bad guy, it's not worth it."
Tao Guangming was furious: "Okay, okay, can I help you get it? Uncle, I can help you. As long as you help me this time, I will definitely help you get the TV."
Li Wenjun stretched out his hand: "Deal."
Tao Guangming shook hands with him helplessly, and then shook his head: "You are really like a wild goose. You won't suffer any losses."
Li Wenjun laughed: "That's it, it's not easy to catch a fat sheep. If you can, just do it as hard as you can."
"Tsk, tsk, you are really wronged by such a factory." Tao Guangming turned around and looked at it, sighing.
Li Wenjun said: "If you don't feel wronged, you don't need a few people anyway. We can expand the gap later."
"That's the principle of eating after the food." Tao Guangming nodded and asked with a smile, "Guess what happened to the boy who reported me last time?"
