Chapter 65 Ninghua Town Foundry
The next morning, Chen Fei called.
"Ms. Song, the discount is given to you. When will the benefits you gave me be cashed in? You won't frame me, will you?"
Song You'an couldn't help laughing after hearing Chen Fei's words: "No, Mr. Chen, I will never frame you with this kind of thing, then am I not a liar?"
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"I'm joking too. It's just that there has been no news from Miss Song. I feel so itchy that I can't bear it."
At this time, Song Youan was sitting in the car, which had already left Jinghai City and was heading towards Ninghua Town, which was 80 kilometers away.
She sat in the passenger seat and pondered for a moment before responding: "Mr. Chen, don't worry, I have something to do in Jinghai these two days. I promise you, when I return to Jinghai, I will take my things to Longteng Building as soon as possible." Is this okay to see you?”
As soon as he heard that Song Youan was not in Jinghai, Chen Fei knew that there was no point in being anxious.
"Okay then, Miss Song, don't forget about me, I'll be waiting for you."
After hanging up the phone, Song Youan laughed to herself. To be honest, she had indeed forgotten Mr. Chen.
After returning from Dazhao yesterday, she started thinking about Fengyoujing. After having the idea, she searched some Fengyoujing OEM factories on the Internet.
Several of them are just around Jinghai City, and in Ninghua Town.
My uncle and grandparents are all in Ninghua Town.
It was a good time that she went to find a Fengyoujing OEM factory to discuss cooperation, and she could also visit her grandparents and uncle.
It takes about two hours from Jinghai City to Ninghua Town. Because it is close to Jinghai City, although it is only a town, it is still prosperous and the most important thing is that it is developing very well.
The geographical location is advantageous. Many large-scale corporate factories in and around the town are located here, but the rent is much lower than in Jinghai City.
"You'an, should we go to your uncle's house or the factory first?" Yan Fei saw the toll station and couldn't help but ask.
Song Youan closed her eyes and said drowsily: "Let's go to the factory first. Go to whichever of the two addresses I've sent you is closer to you first."
Yan Fei nodded and saw that Song You'an seemed very sleepy, so he started to slightly increase the temperature of the air conditioner in the car.
Turn on the navigation, and the nearest factory is not far away from the highway. It is less than two kilometers away.
The car drove smoothly, but Song Youan seemed to have a premonition and opened her eyes when the car stopped.
"Arrived?"
"Well, this is it."
Song Youan looked in through the car window. The factory door was closed, and only the small door on the side was open. On one side of the small door was the duty booth, where an old man was sitting, blowing on a fan and drinking tea.
Seeing a Mercedes-Benz parked at the gate, the security guard poked his head out curiously, raised his voice and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Song Youan casually put on her sunglasses and pushed open the door to get out of the car. Her fashionable and beautiful outfit made the security guard slightly stunned.
"Uncle, we are here from Jinghai. Is your factory director here? I want to discuss a cooperative business."
Yan Fei also turned off the engine and got out of the car. Today he was wearing a more formal suit, which seemed a little more convincing in the eyes of the other party.
"Wait a moment, I'll call you and ask."
The July sun became more and more fierce, and Yan Fei's tie strangled his neck, making him sweat on his forehead.
Song Youan couldn't help but smile when she saw this: "Just wear trousers and a shirt, it doesn't have to be so grand."
"You said you wanted me to accompany you to discuss business. Didn't I want to be more formal to show respect?" Yan Fei said and couldn't help but muttered: "I went to the mall to buy it last night. This set cost two thousand." "Song You'an was slightly shocked: "You are really willing."
For Yan Fei, two thousand yuan is not a small amount of money.
Yan Fei said nonchalantly: "I'm afraid that there will be more occasions like this in the future and I may have to wear it more often, so I just took one step and bought one with better quality."
"I'll tell Chi Yu later that I'll reimburse you when the wages are paid, so it's mine."
Just as Yan Fei was about to refuse, the security guard came out of the house: "I'll take you in."
The factory was relatively clean and tidy, covering a large area. The large square factory buildings were neatly arranged. Song Youan counted nine of them.
"Uncle, how old is this factory?" Song Youan asked curiously.
The security guard walked ahead and heard the words: "It's been more than 20 years. None of the factories around here are younger. They are all more than ten years old."
As if he had started talking, the security guard started talking to himself: "The location of the factory is very tight. No one is willing to move from this place. The rent is cheap and it is close to Beijing and the sea. Many big companies want to buy land here." Build a factory, but do you think that the Ninghua Town Government will agree to it? How can the government develop its own land and make more money by renting it out to others..."
Uncle Balabala talked all the way, and Song Youan also listened to it, and he had a certain understanding of the factory area.
Stopping in front of a small white building, the uncle turned around and said, "That's it. You two go up to the fifth floor. The factory director's office is at the end."
"Thank you."
Song Youan thanked him and walked in with Yan Fei, following the uncle's instructions and finding the factory director's office on the fifth floor.
After knocking twice on the door, someone responded and then pushed the door open.
The factory director is a man in his forties, with a well-proportioned figure and a pair of glasses.
Before Song Youan could react, the system jumped out.
Name: Zhang Beiwang
Gender: Male
Age: 43 years old
Place of Birth: Danyang City
Education: College
Position: Director of Beiwang Multi-Function Factory, No. 1422 Xihua Street, Ninghua Town
Ability score: 91.28
Reputation: 63.45
This rating and credibility made Song You'an feel slightly hesitant. His ability seemed to be good, but his credibility was not high.
But you can say it’s not high, it’s still passing.
"Are you two from Jinghai?"
Zhang Beiwang stood up first and said hello: "My surname is Zhang, please take a seat first."
There was a leather sofa in the reception area of the office. After Song Youan and Yan Fei said hello, they walked over and sat down.
Zhang Beiwang poured two glasses of water for the two of them enthusiastically, and then sat down opposite him. He looked at Yan Fei first, and then at Song You'an, as if he was not sure who he wanted to talk to.
Song Youan said naturally: "Hello, Director Zhang, I found out on the Internet that your factory can make Fengyoujing. I happen to be close to Jinghai, so I came over to take a look."
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"It can be done. Our factory has been making Fengyoujing for more than ten years. The more famous brands on the market, such as "Dragon Tiger" and "Narcissus", are all produced by our factory. ”
Zhang Beiwang is very enthusiastic, because contract processing companies like the kind of customers who come to their door. Their factory has a production line for Fengyoujing, so no matter how big the order is, it is all done by hand, without any effort at all. Can make money.
There are many OEM brands on the market. After one factory makes the products, they can put their brand names on them and then separate them. In fact, the ingredients and costs are exactly the same.
Born to a mother.