King of Industry

Jinniu Machinery Manufacturing Factory is located at the junction of Taiping County and Shazhen.

Sitting in the car and looking from a distance, Zhao Guoyang saw the factory building of this factory at a glance.

Hey, this factory looks like it occupies a lot of land, even bigger than our 'SMS Company'!

It was not Zhao Siyan who spoke, but Liu Yan.

Hearing the word we from Liu's mouth, Zhao Guoyang felt happy: this Liu Yan has a sense of belonging, and regards SMS company as his own unit. It seems that it doesn't take much to recruit her. It's a waste of time.

Under the instigation of Liu Yan and Tang Wanru, Zhao Guoyang was wearing the baseball cap of the NPB Chiba Lode Marine Team and sitting in the middle of the team meticulously wearing sunglasses.

Zhao Siyan, who was sitting next to him, looked at him from time to time, with a smile in his eyes.

Of course Zhao Guoyang knew why his good friend was laughing, and he was quite helpless about it.

Ahem! Zhao Guoyang coughed twice, and finally drew Zhao Siyan's attention back.

According to the arrangements of Liu Yan and Tang Wanru, the roles everyone will play today are:

Zhao Guoyang——The son of the owner of an individual enterprise, one of the second generation ancestors.

Zhao Siyan - the second generation ancestor's girlfriend.

Liu Yan and Tang Wanru - the two secretaries of the Second Patriarch.

Yuan Qinghua - an intern of the company.

As for the driver, Lao Ma, basically he doesn't need to appear on the stage.

Even if the person from the Jinniu Machinery Manufacturing Factory asked, he was acting in his true colors, so there was nothing to worry about.

After a trek, the commercial vehicle slowly stopped in front of the Jinniu Machinery Manufacturing Factory.

It may be because commercial vehicles are not very popular in this era, the guard saw Zhao Guoyang and the others driving this car, and his attitude was obviously more enthusiastic.

When they heard that they were here to discuss business, the guard quickly let them in without saying a word.

After the car drove into the factory area, it quickly attracted the attention of the people in the factory.

After a while, a person who looked like a leader came out of a small building next to him and shouted.

Hi, which unit are you from, what's the matter?

After hearing the voice, Liu Yan made faces at everyone and got out of the car with a smile on her face.

Hello, comrade, we are an individual mining farm, and we came to discuss business with Mr. Gu in your factory.

Hearing the words individual mining farm, this slightly fat middle-aged man was stunned.

Uh, it turned out to be from a mining farm, welcome!

The middle-aged man showed a warm smile and said: Miss, please park your car in the parking lot on the east side first, and I will take you to see Mr. Gu!

No problem! Liu Yan made an OK gesture, then smiled and moved to the side of the car window, pretending to ask Zhao Guoyang for instructions.

Why are there so many rules, just park a car, can't you park here?

In order to make the Second Generation Ancestor look as real as possible, Zhao Guoyang could only speak like this.

Taking advantage of the fact that the middle-aged man behind him couldn't see, Liu Yan gave Zhao Guoyang a thumbs-up, and then comforted him: Mr. Zhao, the 'Jinniu Machinery Manufacturing Factory' is a big factory and behaves according to the rules. We do as the Romans do, so you don't want to It's too fussy, okay?

Hmph, whatever you want!

Zhao Guoyang snorted, and slowly walked down accompanied by Zhao Siyan and Tang Wanru.

Seeing Zhao Guoyang's obviously distinctive outfit, the middle-aged man was stunned.

Then, the delicate appearance of Zhao Siyan and Tang Wanru made him pay more attention to the pedestrian in front of him.

This is Mr. Zhao, right? Hello, hello!

The middle-aged man heard a general idea from the wind of several people's words, and immediately opened his mouth politely.

Well, you are? Zhao Guoyang gave him a sideways glance. Although he was a bit reserved, he was not impolite.

I'm Xiao Zhifeng, the deputy director of our 'Jinniu Machinery Manufacturing Factory'!

So it's Director Xiao, hello!

Zhao Guoyang pretended to be surprised, stretched out his hand and shook the other party.

Sensing a little sternness in the other party's attitude, Director Xiao's face became brighter.

After exchanging pleasantries with Zhao Guoyang and the others, he said ah and said, You guys want to talk to our factory manager Gu about business, please come with me!

The office of the general manager of Jinniu Machinery Manufacturing Factory is on the top floor of the office building.

After following Xiao Zhifeng up, Zhao Guoyang asked in a seemingly unintentional manner, Director Xiao, I just took a look around and saw that your factory is quite large.

How come after coming in now, the place is not big, and there is no sound from the machine? What's going on?

When Xiao Zhifeng heard this, he explained with a smile: Mr. Zhao, you don't know. Our area is an office area, which is clearly separated from the production area.

From here, go another two or three hundred meters to the north, which is the production area of ​​our factory!

Zhao Guoyang suddenly realized, Ah, thinking in his heart, when will the factory building of his Xingtai International Foreign Trade Company in Pudong be built.

Unlike the office area and production area of ​​this Jinniu Machinery Manufacturing Factory, Zhao Guoyang felt that after the factory building in Pudong was completed, the company as a whole would be moved there.

As for the original building, it became the company's business department in SJ.

While he was thinking about it, Xiao Zhifeng had already brought the place.

Following him into the door, Zhao Guoyang immediately saw the bald man sitting on the boss chair in the middle of the office.

The bald man was reading the newspaper, and was taken aback when he saw Xiao Zhifeng bringing a group of people in.

However, he knew Xiao Zhifeng well, and he knew that his deputy would definitely not aimlessly.

Old Xiao? Who are these?

The bald man stood up, looked at Xiao Zhifeng with consulting eyes and said.

Mr. Gu, this Mr. Zhao is the owner of a mine in a certain province in the southwest. This time, I came here specially to talk to our 'Jinniu Machinery Manufacturing Factory' about the business of mining equipment!

Hearing this, the bald man said ah in surprise and surprise: So it's Mr. Zhao, welcome!

Xiao Zhifeng introduced the identities of Zhao Siyan, Liu Yan, Tang Wanru and Yuan Qinghua, and finally he smiled at the bald man.

Mr. Gu, when I was about to go to the workshop, I happened to hear the sound of a car. I came out and saw that it was Mr. Zhao. They drove here from the Songjiang branch...

Hearing that the Boss Zhao mine in front of him had a sales company in a big city like SJ, the bald man's face was even more joyful.

Needless to say, this bald man is naturally Gu Shunzhong, the director of the Jinniu Machinery Manufacturing Factory.

After exchanging warm greetings with Zhao Guoyang, Mr. Gu probably felt that this person really has a certain wealth.

Whether it is in terms of appearance or conversation, he is very human, so he should not be a liar.

In order to further dig out Zhao Guoyang's information, Gu Shunzhong thought about it secretly, then smiled and brewed Kung Fu tea for the guests who came from afar.

Seeing Zhao Guoyang take the teacup and watch intently, Gu Shunzhong's eyes narrowed.

It turned out that Mr. Gu was using this kung fu tea to find out the details of the mine owner in front of him. .

Seeing Mr. Gu's frequently dodging eyes, Zhao Guoyang probably had a clue in his mind.

Kung fu tea has always been popular in most parts of Fujian and Yue provinces, as well as Chaoshan area and SW city in southern Guangdong province.

Generally, three people are suitable for drinking Gongfu tea. The more exquisite ones are small pottery pots and white porcelain glazed tea cups produced in Yixing. The diameter of this tea cup is only the size of a silver dollar, just like a small wine cup.

It's as if the cup in Zhao Guoyang's hand at the moment is a white porcelain glazed teacup of excellent appearance.

Gu Shunzhong filled the small clay pot with oolong tea and water, and then put it on the small charcoal stove next to it to boil.

Liu Yan and Tang Wanru next to him saw that Mr. Gu only brought the big guy a cup but didn't pour tea, so they were eager to try and prepared to get the clay pot by themselves.

Seeing the actions of these two little girls, Zhao Guoyang coughed lightly and said something.

Mr. Gu's earthenware pot doesn't look ordinary. It must be a bit old, right? It's from the Song Dynasty?

Before his rebirth, Zhao Guoyang had a deep research on kung fu tea and antiques. When he saw the pattern on this Mr. Gu pottery pot, he probably guessed that it was definitely not a modern product.

Hearing his question, Gu Shunzhong's complexion changed, and then he nodded hurriedly and said: Great, smart! Mr. Zhao can tell the age of my clay pot at a glance, you are really an expert!

Zhao Guoyang smiled reservedly: Mr. Gu is too flattering, I'm just getting a glimpse of the way of teapots and clay pots!

Turning his head, Zhao Guoyang pretended to explain to his girlfriend Zhao Siyan: This Kung Fu tea is not ordinary tea.

After the tea is boiled, pick up the teapot and make a circular motion on the three porcelain cups placed in the shape of a Chinese character, and fill each small cup in turn.

In Chaoshan people's terms, this is called 'Guan Gong patrolling the city'.

After it's filled, you can pick up the fragrant teacup and taste it slowly.

But when tasting tea, there is another point to pay attention to, that is, you can't fill a cup and then pour another cup, but you have to take turns according to the number of cups.

Hearing this, Zhao Siyan nodded half-understanding and said: Well, I didn't expect that there are so many specialties in this Kungfu tea. It seems that only you and Mr. Gu who are knowledgeable can control this 'tea ceremony'!

Don't dare, dare not! Miss is too polite! Gu Shunzhong said humbly again and again.

At this moment, he has no doubts about the young owner of the mine in front of him, and he is ready to formally have an in-depth discussion with him.

While Zhao Guoyang and the others were talking, the tea on the clay pot boiled.

Seeing this, Gu Shunzhong quickly picked up the pots and filled them up for everyone.

Putting the clay pot aside, this Mr. Gu made a please gesture to Zhao Guoyang: Mr. Zhao, please use tea!