Chapter 91: Talk about a big deal again [Seeking follow-up]

Lu Yang drove the truck into the factory.

At the same time, the red landline in the guard room made a call to Deputy Director Nie's office, and then made another call to Deputy Director Meng's office.

Ask, why?
Of course, Deputy Director Meng also gave special instructions about this.

"Mother."

"Will Mengmeng be able to see her brother soon?"

"Yes."

"Mom will take you to meet your brother now."

Deputy Director Meng received the call.

I called home immediately. The last time, my wife hid in the dark and sent the person back home.

We talked about it in bed at night.

Next time, she hopes to allow the two children to meet.

Or in other words.

She didn't beg Lu Yang to forgive her.

But I hope Lu Yang can recognize his sister Mengmeng.

So when she received a call from her husband, she did not dare to delay and hurriedly took her daughter who was on winter vacation at home out.

Here, Lu Yang didn't know that his whereabouts had been exposed.

You don’t have to look for the person you want to see, he or she will appear in front of you soon.

If the elementary school didn’t have winter vacation.

Lu Yang would definitely do the same as last time and take Yin Mingyue directly to Guanqi Alley to wait for his younger sister to finish school in the afternoon so that the two of them could meet.

This way we don't have to alarm Meng Wenxian.

There is no need to disturb my mother, whom I haven't seen for eight years.

It definitely won't work now.

The school was on vacation, and I didn't know their current address, I only knew that it was in the staff quarters of a state-owned cotton textile factory.

But the family quarters are so big.

There are thousands of workers' families living here, where can we find them?
Think about it.

I have no choice but to find Deputy Director Nie first.

Let this former student of my grandfather go and inform everyone first, so that no one will be mentally prepared when the time comes for them to actually meet.

Entered the factory.

Lu Yang discovered that the state-owned cotton textile factory seemed particularly deserted today. Was it because it was the end of the year and a large number of workers were on holiday?

I thought about the complaints of the security guards at the factory gate.

I couldn't help but feel my heart tighten.

Both Meng Wenxian and Deputy Director Nie were worried.

This year's New Year is so sad!
As the main responsible leader, he must be as anxious as an ant on hot pan at this moment?
Park the car in front of the factory’s administrative building.

What’s surprising is that no one came down to greet me. They were so polite last time. Now that we’re uncle and nephew, are they no longer polite to me?

Lu Yang got off the station, waited downstairs for a while, then took Yin Mingyue's hand and went straight upstairs.

Ok.

The office doors were not open.

He was not there at all, which proved that when the Security Department called, his Uncle Nie probably had not yet received the news that he had entered the factory.

There were a few doors ajar nearby.

Lu Yang didn't ask, and went downstairs holding Yin Mingyue's hand.

I thought about it.

I stepped on the accelerator and drove the car to the warehouse area behind the factory. As expected, I heard a noisy sound from a distance.

Upon closer inspection, it was Deputy Director Nie, who was directing the workers with his secretary to unload goods from several large trucks.

This couldn't be another case of some Brother Garment Factory returning truckloads of fabric, right?
Lu Yang was familiar with this allusion.

I heard Uncle Meng introduce it in a semi-complaining manner last time.

It is said that there are too many private enterprises in the textile industry along the coast and the competitive pressure is too great. Last year, there were price breakthroughs and a large number of workers were unemployed and waiting at home. The large state-owned factories all suffered a sharp drop in performance.

Unfortunately, their state-owned cotton textile factory's old customers are all brother units of the same state-owned enterprise. They have encountered a sharp drop in performance and are all living a tight life. It also happens to be the end of the year and they are urgently demanding payment. Many brother factories have simply given up and said that there is no money, but it is the problem with the fabrics of your factory that has caused us to be unable to sell our clothes. We would like to trouble you to take back all the remaining fabrics in the warehouse.

Ok.

All this pressure was put on the state-owned cotton textile mills.

The blame was also put on him, the deputy director Meng who was in charge of production.

It can't be washed clean.

Lu Yang parked the car and led Yin Mingyue forward to say hello.

Sure enough, I was right. Everything was correct.

"These are all high-quality fabrics returned from a factory in Guangdong Province. There are 16 trucks in total, and 10 of them were unloaded yesterday.

Damn it, what a shitty brother company, they only ordered 30 yuan worth of fabric from us in a whole year. Now, they have returned half of it to me. As for the remaining half, I gave a deposit of 5 yuan before. This time, I begged and sued, and made a fuss, and only got another 8 yuan from their finance department. There is yuan left, and it's still just a receipt.

I am so mad at you, luckily you came, otherwise I would have to go to the infirmary to get an IV drip after I finish my work."

Although Deputy Director Meng was happy to see Lu Yang, the rest of his feelings were full of complaints about some of the brother units.

Lu Yang had no choice but to appease him: "Why don't you just stop unloading it and count the money and take it directly to my place?"

Deputy Director Meng looked at the teacher's grandson seriously and said, "Are you serious? Can you really eat so much without any effort?"

Don't be fooled by the fact that there are only six trucks of goods here.

But it was filled to the brim and seriously overloaded. If I was not mistaken, it was worth at least 4 yuan.

Last time, this promising young nephew had already taken away 5 yuan and nearly 3000 pieces of cloth. It’s only been less than half a month, how could he really sell it so quickly?

The market really reacted so well.

Then their factory, from top to bottom, wouldn't have to worry so much.

Lu Yang did not reveal the truth, but just bring the money. Cash on delivery, no cheating. This is many times better than those brother garment manufacturing companies mentioned by this person.

"To be honest with you, Uncle Nie, the garment factory I'm going to open after the New Year is a bit large, and I plan to recruit a lot of workers. I'm afraid that the fabrics I brought back last time won't be enough, so I'm going to make another trip."

"What about this time?"

Deputy Director Nie became more excited.

Rubbed his palms together.

"It's still 5. I've brought all the money."

Lu Yang has nothing to hide.

"Okay, that's great. Don't worry, Uncle Nie won't let you down."

Deputy Director Nie said happily.

Turned around twice.

"Then this time, it's the same as last time. I'll first give you a 8 yuan discount, and then give you an % discount?"

"By the way, since you said you don't need to unload the returned goods outside, don't order them. The other party has given us a return slip. There are still 41,800 yuan worth of goods here, which is 8 points lower than the market price."

"If you trust Uncle Nie, I'll round it up to thirty thousand yuan. You take it all, and I'll order another twenty thousand yuan worth of leftovers from the warehouse for you."

I know that this is Uncle Nie, half of which is to repay me and half of which is to take care of me.

Lu Yang would not hesitate for a moment, and said with a smile: "Of course I trust Uncle Nie, I will listen to you. By the way, I also drove three old Jiefang brand trucks this time. For the remaining 2 yuan of goods tomorrow, I will trouble Uncle Nie to arrange workers to load them on these three trucks. I will arrange for them to drive the trucks to the factory tomorrow morning."

"Okay, of course no problem."

Deputy Director Nie waved his hand and said to the secretary behind him, "Write this down. Remember to remind me tomorrow morning. Also notify the factory office. I'm going to call an executive meeting. I'll see who dares to put the blame on me for not being able to sell the goods. In just half a month, I personally helped the factory sell 10 yuan worth of fabric. I have to ask other factory leaders, who among them has such ability?"

(End of this chapter)