Reborn before her mother committed suicide, the heroine went crazy

Zhang Qingguo is a veteran in the factory. He has been working in the factory since the day the shoe factory was built. His seniority is longer than that of the current factory director.

Every model of shoes produced in the factory must first be approved by him before the pattern making and production begins.

This is also the reason why the factory director came to him with the drawings.

Hearing his exclamation, the factory immediately became nervous: "Master Zhang, what do you think? Is this design feasible?"

Zhang Qingguo ignored the factory director and gestured at the blueprint drawn by Wan An Ning with one hand, and quickly found paper and pen with the other hand to make some revisions and drawings on the paper.

The factory manager knew what he was doing, so he didn't disturb him. He also signaled everyone else to be quiet and not disturb Zhang Qingguo from doing his work.

After drawing several sheets of paper in succession, he looked at the disassembled drawings in his hand and suddenly fell into deep thought with a sad face, as if some problem was bothering him.

After a long time, Zhang Qingguo still had no idea, but Wan An Ning could not wait any longer.

She said directly: "Master Zhang, if you have any questions, please tell me. Maybe I can answer them for you..."

Zhang Qingguo's thoughts were disturbed. He looked up at Wan An Ning, then looked at the drawings on the table.

"Did you draw this blueprint?"

Wan An Ning nodded: "I drew this. Master Zhang, do you have any questions?"

Zhang Qingguo did not answer Wan Anning's question, but looked at the factory director: "Director Wu, this pair of sports shoes is well designed. If it can be made, it will definitely be very popular..."

When Director Wu heard Zhang Qingguo say this, he was immediately delighted. When he saw the picture, he felt that such shoes would definitely sell well. However, he was not sure whether their factory could make them, so he came to ask Zhang Qingguo to take a look.

Now that Zhang Qingguo also thinks that the design of this pair of shoes is very good and he has even drawn up a separate sketch, there is naturally nothing to worry about. Once Zhang Qingguo has finalized the design, it can be made into a pattern and put into production.

Thinking of this, Director Wu clapped his hands happily and said, "Okay! That's it. Master Zhang, please draw the blueprints for the pattern making as soon as possible so that we can start production earlier and put it on the market earlier! As for..."

Director Wu looked at Wan An Ning and said, "As for you, aren't you looking for a job? You don't have to go through the process step by step. I'll make the decision. You can go directly to the design department and work under Master Zhang."

Wan An Ning understood that this was the real design department of the shoe factory! !

As for what exactly is going on in the design department where Wang Guodong and other two work, probably only Director Wu knows.

Wan An Ning didn't care much about this. What she cared about now was how she should respond to Director Wu.

After hearing Director Wu ask her to stay here and help Master Zhang design the drawings, she did not agree but looked at Zhang Guoqing.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qingguo shook his head: "Director Wu, wait a moment..."

"What's wrong? You don't want to?"

Director Wu frowned, and pulled Zhang Qingguo aside with some entanglement. He lowered his voice and said, "I don't have to give this girl a backdoor. You have seen the drawings she drew. She is indeed talented. Let her work under you, even if it can bring you some inspiration, it is also good!"

Zhang Qingguo then shook his head: "Director Wu, you misunderstood. It's not that I don't want to take her with me. It's about the drawings. I didn't finish talking about it just now..."

"What's wrong with the blueprint? Didn't they say that there is nothing wrong with the blueprint and it will definitely sell well if it is produced?"

"There is nothing wrong with the blueprint. If this pair of shoes can be produced, it will definitely be a best-seller. However, the premise of everything is that we have to be able to produce it!"

Hearing Zhang Qingguo say this, Director Wu was stunned. He didn't understand what he meant. Since the policy was introduced, their factory has emerged and has grown bigger and stronger step by step...

Up to now, almost ten years have passed. The shoe factory has developed from a small workshop into such a large factory. Even the factory buildings have been rebuilt again and again. The shoes produced every year are sold all over the country and sometimes are in short supply.

Is it so difficult that such a big shoe factory cannot produce this type of shoes?

Wan An Ning secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on the corner of her lips could not be suppressed for a moment. She quickly lowered her head to prevent others from seeing her gloating.

In front of her, Director Wu discussed with the factory's design masters whether the shoes she drew would be a best-seller.

He did not hesitate to talk to her about how much profit her drawings could bring to the factory, but in the end he did not give her any substantial benefits. He only wanted to exchange a job opportunity for this drawing that could bring huge profits to the shoe factory. This was too unfair.

Wan An Ning lowered his eyes to hide the mockery in them.

Fortunately, things turned out just as she thought. Otherwise, Zhang Qingguo only took a look at her finished product drawings and even drew the draft for the pattern making. If he really let them produce it smoothly, wouldn't she have to swallow the loss?

"Master Zhang, please explain clearly, what do you mean by 'our factory must be able to produce it'? Do you mean that our factory cannot produce it?"

Director Wu looked unhappy.

However, Zhang Qingguo ignored his expression and looked at Wan Anning: "Girl, your sneakers are not made of canvas, right?"

Wan An Ning nodded: "It's indeed not canvas."

Director Wu looked at Zhang Qingguo, then at Wan An Ning, and a brief confusion appeared in his eyes.

Aren’t all the sports shoes on the market made of canvas? This kind of fabric is not only breathable, but also strong and durable!

No canvas? What kind of cloth should we use?

Could it be cotton? That's impossible. Cotton is not wear-resistant at all and can't be worn for more than a few days!

Or maybe leather?

But wouldn't that just be leather shoes? Or would it be considered sports shoes?

Director Wu had a lot of thoughts at the moment.

Zhang Qingguo was also thinking about what kind of material to use to make this pair of sports shoes...

Wan An Ning was not in a hurry. She felt a little tired of standing, so she pulled a chair and sat down.

When other people in the design department office saw that she was a newcomer and was so rude to them, sitting down while others were standing, they couldn't help but glance at her. Only Director Wu and Zhang Qingguo didn't say anything, and everyone else remained silent as well.

After a long time, just when Wan An Ning was wondering if he had made Su Ruyi wait too long, Zhang Qingguo finally shook his head helplessly at Director Wu and gave in to Wan An Ning: "I can't think of any fabric to use."

Director Wu also looked unhappy because he also couldn't think of what kind of fabric could be used to make sports shoes with such an effect.

He looked at Wan An Ning, wanting to get the answer he wanted from her.

Wan An Ning stood up and looked at Director Wu calmly, neither arrogant nor flattering. He said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Director Wu, let's go to your office to discuss this matter."

Director Wu looked at Wan An Ning steadily. At this point, he had no intention of communicating with Wan An Ning on an equal footing. He just felt that someone like her, even if she could enter the shoe factory, would only be a female worker in the workshop.

Now that I let her follow a master like Zhang Qingguo, she can not only bring some design inspiration to Master Zhang, but also allow her to continue learning design. It is also an explanation for her being able to draw that blueprint. What else is she dissatisfied with?

He condescended to ask her, if she had been more sensible, she should have answered him honestly long ago.

It turned out that the girl was dressed like a girl who had just come from the countryside, but she didn't even know how to appreciate the courtesy.

He frowned.

Still going to the factory director’s office to talk?

It's just a matter of what kind of fabric a pair of shoes are made of, just a word, what's there to talk about?

Could it be that she wants to negotiate some terms with me?