Don’t Turn from Summer

Two weeks later, Fengchen's new winter clothing is on the market.

This day is Saturday. The mall is overcrowded, and Feng Chen's stores are even more crowded. Mu Hanxia also helped in the store and supervised the sales situation. Who knows that it was more than eleven o'clock in the morning, when it was the most customers, they saw two staff members dressed in blue uniforms of industry and commerce.

"Call your person in charge." One of them said sternly to a salesperson. The salesperson froze immediately, and immediately ran to call the manager. Customers nearby also crowded.

Mu Hanxia was standing on the first floor, and she knew that the situation was not good. She looked up and looked at the second floor, and saw that Lin Mochen had stepped down, followed by the store manager.

"Two, it's been a long time." He greeted with a smile. "Did you get a report? I'm the person in charge of this company and I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The two staff members were all stunned. Looking at Lin Mochen's extraordinary manner, he was kind and politely asked, "Do you know someone to report?"

"Yes. Please come in with me, two of them, in the back warehouse."

The store was restored to prosperity, and no one paid attention to this episode. Mu Hanxia's heart dropped a little and followed up.

Behind the store was just a small warehouse. At this time, the light was bright inside, Lin Mochen put his hands in his pants pockets, and stood calmly aside. The store manager is surrounded by two people from the two industrial and commercial bureaus. The “leader” is long and the “leader” is short. He points to the unopened fabric piled in Curry, freeing himself from the image of a victim: “Two leaders, It ’s good for you to come. After we receive this batch of fabrics, we feel that there is a problem, and we are willing to bear huge losses and have not used it. But our company is small and the testing equipment is not complete. We have just checked out that this batch of fabrics has major problems. Ah, not only the quality is not up to standard, but also the pollution problem ... I just wanted to report it to the Quality Supervision Bureau. I didn't expect you to be here, and let us decide ... "

The faces of the two staff members were also very surprised, probably after receiving the report, they did not expect this to be the case.

"There are more fabrics in my warehouse." Lin Mochen said, "I hope you can investigate this matter thoroughly."

"We at the Bureau of Industry and Commerce will definitely find out." One of the older ones said, "We will seal this batch of fabrics immediately. In addition, who will supply the goods to you, and when will they be delivered? These must be investigated in detail."

"Of course." Lin Mochen replied, "We must cooperate fully. In addition, we also have an unwilling invitation, regarding the final treatment of this batch of fabrics."

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At about 10 o'clock that night, Mu Hanxia heard the movement of the opposite door, Lin Mochen returned. She knew he was going to invite someone from the Bureau of Industry and Commerce to have dinner, and probably didn't drink less.

Now that he is back, she can sleep peacefully. Who knows at this time received his text message: "Come here."

Mu Hanxia didn't really want to go, but still knocked on the door and entered their room, and walked into the master bedroom where he lived. The night was drooping outside the curtains. He took off his suit and wore only a shirt with a ripped neckline. He was sitting on a single sofa with eyes closed and his face tired.

A soft-hearted, unpleasant look.

Mu Hanxia came to sit next to him and he remained motionless.

"All right?" She asked.

"Of course." He looked up at her.

She smiled and said, "Oh, you can't eat chicken instead of eating rice. This time, they feel better." Lin Mochen also smiled, knowing that she was deliberately naughty, making him feel good.

In fact, in such a late night, he shouldn't have called her in his bedroom. But Lin Mochen drank a lot of alcohol today. Although he was not drunk, he just wanted to see her. Now she looked at her eyes and smiled smartly, sitting beside her. He really wanted to reach out and embrace her. But in the end I still hold back. She just raised her hand, put it lightly on her shoulder, and whispered, "There may be a lot of things behind, afraid?"

His movements seemed so careless, like a casual hug from his boss to his subordinates. Mu Hanxia's heart seemed to fall into the ice cellar, and it was still cold. She smiled, thinking not to do this, not to do this. She broke his hand lightly and replied, "What are you afraid of? We're not trying to capture the biggest profit of the entire clothing industry?"

Lin Mochen's disorientation and fascination, with her words, completely sober, disappeared. He suddenly laughed, put down his hand and said, "You're right."

Mu Hanxia looked at his deep cold eyes, after all, could not bear to look any more, and looked away.

"In addition to Xie Lin, who else is behind?" She asked.

"One? Or two?" Lin Mochen replied indifferently. "We walked into Lin City and into the Southwestern District and took away so much profit. Naturally, we also established a new enemy. On the way up, There will always be stepping stones. To step on them, step them to the bottom of the valley. "

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It was a late night, and Xie Lin, the general manager of Kaida Trading Company, sat at his desk and looked very bad. He was reading a newspaper. It was the evening paper with the largest circulation in Lin. The headline was "Fengchen Company burned 5 tons of problematic fabrics in public and set new rules for the quality of the industry." At first glance, the reporter collected the money. This time, he made a bold statement about how Fengchen Company held a grand press conference, criticizing the manufacturers that provided problematic fabrics, and invited the leaders of the Industry and Commerce Bureau. In the end, Lin Mochen and the leaders burned the fabrics together to show strict adherence to quality issues. Fengchen's stores have gained high trust from the citizens of the city ...

The "problem manufacturers" mentioned in the report naturally refer to the factories under his control. After Xie Lin read it, he felt a stubborn blood in his heart, tore the newspaper to pieces, and threw it into the trash.

His deputy also sat at the table, sighing in his heart, saying, "General Manager Xie, I didn't expect this to happen. After the batch of fabric was delivered, Lin Mochen didn't put any fart there. Everyone I thought he was fooled. Who knew he made this one! What we used to supply him was a shell company, just to be cleared after the accident. Who knows that he secretly found out the relationship between our several companies, and also Provide evidence to the Bureau of Industry and Commerce. Now that the Bureau of Industry and Commerce has closed a few of our factories, Lin Mochen has benefited from it and a big marketing show! He has become a conscientious businessman! But President Xie, the people over there ... ... haven't said anything? Can't they help us? "

Xie Lin resentfully said, "What can I do for you? Now that the factory is closed, and there is a fart for it? Well, Lin Mochen is too cruel, and there is no room for work. Really, when Xie Lin was vegetarian in Lin City, He won't let me through, I won't let him through! "