‘Shengguang Machinery’ will not continue to build three-wheelers. Zhou Qingfeng has certain confidence in this. However, the company has only been established for a few months. It will be good if it can build three-wheelers well. If you are too ambitious, you will fall to death.
Besides, why can't a tricycle have a beautiful appearance? Zhou Qingfeng's idea is very simple. If we don't train professional talents now, where will we find them in the future?
Domestic Santana has been manufactured since the 1980s, and it has remained the same appearance for more than 20 years. Domestic industry is upgrading and integrating with international standards, but there are really very few people engaged in industrial product appearance design.
This course is not taught at all in universities. If the teachers don’t know how to teach it, how can they teach students?
‘Shengguang Machinery’ provides high wages for professional positions in machinery, motors, and molds, with a monthly salary of no less than 500. This income is terrifyingly high nowadays, and everyone is envious of it.
However, the positions in this area are already full, and there are no plans to continue recruiting people for the time being.
Ouyang Jun also wants to earn five hundred a month, but now that there is an opportunity in front of him, he is really hard to decide. He has also thought about whether he should work as a weekend designer to earn some extra money. But the Academy of Fine Arts covets this position.
Not a few.
"Teacher Ouyang." Someone shouted from behind, and colleagues from the department chased after him, "The people from 'Shengguang Machinery' just called and asked how the goddess statue you painted is doing?"
"It's not finished yet." Ouyang Jun looked frustrated. Zhou Qingfeng asked him to draw a "large-scale" statue of the goddess. The scale requirements made him, a cultural person who is good at Western female art portraits, feel red in the face.
When colleagues in the department heard "I didn't draw well," they actually laughed and said, "Mr. Zhou said, if you don't draw well, then forget it. There's no need for it."
The task of the goddess portrait was taken care of by Shu Mei, so naturally there was no need for Ouyang Jun.
What......?
Ouyang Jun was anxious. He was still thinking of delaying it for a few days, but the boss was unhappy with the delay. It was originally agreed that each painting would be worth 300 yuan. But would it be gone if he didn't?
Colleagues in the department have probably been envious and jealous of Ouyang Jun for a long time. Seeing his anxious look, they just feel happy. Previously, the department paid Zhou Qingfeng 200,000 yuan to paint more than 500 ink manuscripts. Many people were
I want to take advantage of it.
It's all nonsense to say how high-quality people are these days. Zhou Qingfeng paid for it, and many people wanted to blame him for eating, drinking, and drinking. This forced 'Shengguang Machinery' to urgently set up a financial department to deal with the problem.
Payments are audited.
Those who couldn't take advantage had nothing to do with Zhou Qingfeng, so they took it out on Ouyang Jun, who helped Zhou Qingfeng move around. Now that Ouyang Jun has lost power, I don't know how many people are celebrating behind his back.
Ouyang Jun also thought that it was his negligence and repeated delays that annoyed Zhou Qingfeng. Without his golden thigh, his life would not be easy.
"When did Boss Zhou call?"
"I took the shot this morning."
"The call was made in the morning, and you didn't notify me until the afternoon?"
"I can't find you anywhere."
The colleagues in the department deliberately wanted to laugh, but Ouyang Jun couldn't sit still. He could only go to the department office to call, and he guessed that he might not be able to find someone if he called, so he simply rode a bicycle and left the school out of anxiety.
'Shengguang Machinery' has an office in Tianyang, near the Metallurgical College. Ouyang Jun doesn't know if Zhou Qingfeng is there, but he has made up his mind to look for it anyway. If he can't find it in Tianyang, he can keep chasing him
Go to Nantou Township.
Zhou Qingfeng said he wanted ten "large-scale" statues of the goddess, which cost a total of three thousand yuan!
This deal must be snatched back.
Ouyang Jun was exhausted and sweating, and he rode his bicycle to the city office of 'Shengguang Machinery', No. 188 Taolin Road. As soon as he braked, he saw that everyone was off work at that time, but the office was still brightly lit.
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In the early 1990s, there was no commercial real estate in China. It was difficult for Zhou Qingfeng to find a place to work. Professor Zheng helped and rented an idle warehouse of the School of Metallurgy. He spent money to renovate it and use it for his office.
The warehouse conditions are naturally a bit poor, but the office environment is not bad.
A gravel road has just been paved, leading from the idle warehouse to the outside road. Street trees have been planted on both sides of the gravel road. The saplings are still too small, but they are impressive anyway.
A large wooden signboard hangs on the roof of the warehouse, with the four bold characters "Shengguang Machinery" on it. In order to make the company name more conspicuous, Zhou Qingfeng also specially had neon lights installed, making it dazzling at night.
Those who didn't know better thought this was a red light district.
There is a dedicated parking lot outside the warehouse, and dozens of bicycles are parked neatly. Although the company has not yet equipped with cars and trucks, the site planning is very forward-looking. The dilapidated warehouse door has been renovated, and it looks like an office.
There is security and a front desk at the door, and you must explain your intention and register. The company has planned a reception area. Under bright fluorescent lights, several coffee tables are put together and flowers are placed.
In a room of more than ten square meters, there are many people sitting on a row of leather sofas.
Ouyang Jun was stunned by this scene. He accompanied the department leaders to the city for a meeting, and the city government did not have such a beautiful reception area.
There is no such thing as a reception area in the department. If someone comes to visit, colleagues will shout among themselves - Lao Wang, Lao Zhang, someone is looking for you.
The offices of 'Holy Light Machinery' are also generally equipped with telephones.
A young girl stood at the front desk and asked Ouyang Jun's name, identity, and affairs. She picked up a phone on the table and connected the internal number. She whispered: "Secretary Lin, there is an Ouyang from the Academy of Fine Arts."
Mr. Jun is looking for President Zhou."
Zhou..., Zhou..., Zhou what?
President?
These days it’s more common to have people called ‘boss’, ‘factory director’ and ‘manager’, but people called ‘president’ are really weird.
"President Zhou is Zhou Qingfeng?" Ouyang Jun wanted to ask in a low voice, 'Why don't you call us President Jiang? It's more impressive.'
The young girl said "hmm" into the phone. After putting down the phone, she smiled at Ouyang Jun and said, "The president is in a meeting, you have to wait a moment."
Ouyang Jun's face wrinkled, and he sat silently in the reception area. The young girl poured him a cup of tea. This courtesy was very novel, but he felt a sense of bitterness.
Before, Zhou Qingfeng came to see Ouyang Jun. Now when he wants to find Zhou Qingfeng, he not only has to go through the front desk, but the secretary who answers the phone also has to 'wait for a while.' Looking at the people in the reception area, it feels like President Zhou is very busy.
ah!
Ouyang Jun sat down, and a person next to him took the initiative to ask a close question, "Comrade, which factory are you from?"
"I'm from the city's Academy of Fine Arts, and I have a small business." Ouyang Jun couldn't say that he was a painter of pornographic pictures, so he just wanted to fool him. He was also curious about what the people in the reception area were doing, so he asked: "
Are you...?"
"I'm from the city's battery factory." The man next to him helped introduce the others, "This is from the casting factory, this is from the machinery factory, and this is from the tire factory in the neighboring city."
It feels like there are so many people coming here.
Ouyang Jun was puzzled, "What are you doing here?"