Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

　　 "You can go in. -..-" Tian Shichang took off his mask and took a deep breath outside the factory.

　　 Working in a biological factory, the salary is high, the environment is good, and even the toilet is better than Yu Jing outside. Just wearing a mask strictly makes people feel aggrieved. In the previous two-hour shift, Tian Shichang and the others could come out to breathe and take a break. This time working day and night, it really suffocated people.

　　 is the request of Yang Rui, who was personally organized and trained by him! Only the workers at the WestJet factory can live day and night.

　　 Leaders like Zheng Jianming were on the surface sent by the Xibao ‘meat’ joint factory, but the prestige in the Xijie factory is not very good. If not many workers still maintain the establishment of the Xibao ‘meat’ joint factory, Zheng Jianming would have no sense of existence at all.

　　 However, what Zheng Jianming wants at this time is not the presence of the WestJet factory. What he needs is a position in the WestJet’s “meat” factory.

Seeing the opening of the “door” of the WestJet factory, Zheng Jianming immediately said politely: “Mr. Raddell, Mr. Merck, let’s go in. I’m really sorry to have you waited so long. If When I was at the helm, it was impossible for this kind of thing to happen..."

　　 Zheng Jianming did not understand English, so he asked an interpreter to tell a few British people that he had handed over a few packs of cigarettes before, and the translation was settled, and the latter repeated his words without much discount.

　　The British people who came here on a special trip are all technical, and they don’t adapt to Zheng Jianming’s diligence, that is, Raddell at the head smiled and said, “Look at the factory first.

　　 A group of British people in front, Zheng Jianming behind, wandered around the factory with dense pipelines as if they were visiting an amusement park.

　　 The British looked at the equipment parameters, and Zheng Jianming looked at the people. The equipment parameters have been revised again, and they can’t see the “flowers”. The workers on the scene are all working step by step, and they don’t know the situation.

　　 After watching for a while, the British began to argue in English.

　　 Zheng Jianming asked the interpreter in a low voice: "What does this mean?"

　　 "Technical problems, what temperature should be, what concentration should be." The translation also took a lot of trouble and gave a rough answer.

Zheng Jianming was not concerned about this. He thought about it and said, "Just ask, what did they say about Yang Rui. Yang Rui closed the'door' to prevent them from entering, and waited for a day. The British have no temper? "

　　 The translator smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Zheng, I am a translator. How can I ask these questions?"

　　 Zheng Jianming was unprepared, and secretly stuffed a red envelope to the interpreter, saying: "Then I will say, you will translate."

　　 The translation squeezed the thickness of the red envelope, and felt comfortable.

　　 Zheng Jianming's heart was bleeding. He was given one month's salary, but it wouldn't work otherwise. While cursing the two devils in his heart, he said: "Just say, I think Yang Rui's approach is very inappropriate. Let me introduce me personally, and I must separate the Xibao'meat' joint punishment of the WestJet factory to explain."

　　 The translation did it.

　　 Zheng Jianming watched him chatteringly, but the British only replied a few words, and he couldn't help but feel cold and asked, "What did they say?"

"Of course they are not happy, Raddell, but they don't care about these things." The translator received the red envelope and said carefully: "They are technicians, and they are the same as our domestic engineers. They only care about technology, regardless of other things. "

　　 "Engineers also have the right to speak, so engineers lose their temper?"

　　 "It's also idle to have a temper, and foreigners make a clear distinction."

　　 Zheng Jianming asked helplessly: "What about Frankie? Where did Frankie go?"

　　 "Mr. Frankie seemed to have gone to the office just now."

　　 "Let's go to the office."

　　 "I'm doing an interpreter for Radell, and I can't go with you."

　　 "This..." Zheng Jianming wanted to say that he would return the money to me, so he couldn't resist.

　　 The translation was also a bit embarrassed. After thinking about it, he said: "You will wait a moment. When Frank comes down, I will help you translate."

　　 "That's the only way. I'll have a chat with these few people." Zheng Jianming thought that when he was idle, he was also idle, so it's better to take a closer look.

　　 It's a pity that Raddell and others care more about equipment than Zheng Jianming. He just wants to provoke divorce, and they have no time to take care of it.

　　 "These people are real. They are stuck at the'door' all day and night, and they are so patient. You are all good husbands." Zheng Jianming was depressed for a while and had to complain to the translator.

　　 The translator received the money and had to listen to his complaints.

After a while, I heard that more people had opened the door. The factory manager and others rushed over one after another. Zheng Jianming complained to others. Incompatible.

　　 What he said can be considered well-founded. Although there is no evidence of discord, it has been approved by many people.

　　 The inference that Zheng Jianming didn't need to say was immediately thought of.

　　 Yang Rui offends Zelecom, and Duan Hua's position is unstable.

　　 Unexpectedly, the eyes of several leaders looking at Duan Hua were not right.

　　 This kind of reaction is what Zheng Jianming thinks is a normal reaction.

He finally felt better. He looked at Raddell and others from a distance and thought: We Chinese understand the truth. These foreigners Yu Kui are stupid. They are bullied to the face, and he looks at the device with a smile. , Look at the fart equipment, the face is lost, can I make up for it after looking at the equipment?

After thinking about it, Zheng Jianming secretly said: Those who engage in technology are all fools, and Yang Rui is also a fool. What technology can be useful with a ready-made factory, but because of a bunch of parameters and foreigners who don’t know what to use, the eye sockets are shallow. Terrible.

　　 Thinking deeper: Why am I being driven down by this kind of person.

Zheng Jianming was full of nonsense thinking, and after a while, he said: "Let’s walk forward and see, Mr. Frankie seems to have gone to the office area. Let’s ask people to be late for dinner or something, so many people wait. After such a day, Yang Rui forgave them outside. He was young and ignorant. We can't be like this as the elders."

　　 Duan Hua is qualified to be Yang Rui's elders, but the others are old enough, and Zheng Jianming instigated them to go to the office area one by one, which seemed to be a good show.

The WestJet factory is a small factory with a small floor area and a smaller office area. In addition to the warehouse occupies some area, the special'door' is used for office work is an activity room, a changing room, and a small lounge. , And a manager's room.

In the entire WestJet factory, the only full-time manager is Guan Shen, a manager from Hong Kong. In addition, a dozen workers are more like apprentices in a small workshop. .

　　 A factory like this can slip back and forth in a few minutes, but the British watched it and watched it endlessly.

　　 Zheng Jianming lost interest in these technicians. He pushed aside the manager's room first. No one was seen, and he pushed the activity room again.

　　 There was a sudden silence in the room. Yang Rui and Frankie turned to look at Zheng Jianming at the same time. Then, before Zheng Jianming could explain their intentions, the voices of Yang Rui and Frankie rose again.

　　 While Yang Rui was talking, Frankie was also talking.

　　 The two people said their own things, and at the same time they were answering each other’s questions. It looked like a quarrel, but in fact, they were really noisy.

　　Zheng Jianming smiled, winked at the leaders of the Xibao ‘meat’ factory who came with him, and then asked the ‘door’, Frankie’s own translator, said: "What are they talking about?"

　　 The translator sighed and said: "Frankie wants Mr. Yang Rui to reduce the price, but Mr. Yang Rui disagrees."

　　 Despite speaking in Chinese, but one mouthful of "Frankie" and another "Mr. Yang Rui", Zheng Jianming immediately felt that the style was wrong.

　　 "What's the specific situation?" The old factory director stood by the ‘door’ and looked at the two ‘excited’ quarrels, kindly like an old monk doing things.

Frankie's own translator was hired by Zelecom China. He participated in a series of business activities between Yang Rui and Frankie almost all the time. Therefore, he knew that Zelecom was initially prepared to sponsor Yang Rui for research. I didn't make a deal and fell out.

　　 But, compared to the hundreds of thousands of US dollars at the beginning, the price that Yang Rui is now talking about with Frank is more than several times.

Whether it’s Frankie's missteps or Yang Rui's desperate fight back, as a Chinese, this translator admires Yang Rui, saying: "Zelikang wants to buy out the patent in Yang Rui's hands. The price divergence is relatively large."

　　 "What is the asking price of Zelican." The director asked a question that everyone cares about.

　　 The translation hesitated and said: "200,000 US dollars, or a 2% scoop bonus for factories that adopt new technologies."

　　 This time, whether it was Duan Hua who was light and breezy, or the old factory director and Zheng Jianming, they all took a breath.

　　 The money is too big, they don’t know how to calculate it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The old factory director trembled with a beard and asked, "Yang Rui still disagrees?"

　　 The interpreter did not speak, and the ‘excited’ Yang Rui who was discussing in English turned around and said: "Cash plus dividends will not work."

　　 "What did he say?" Frankie asked nervously.

　　 The translator coughed and said.

　　 Frankie shook his head and said, "The price is too high, too high, Mr. Yang Rui, let's talk about it."

　　 The humble tone can be heard without translation. Frankie had to do this, but in order to save hundreds of thousands of sponsorship fees, he gave up signing with Yang Rui. The headquarters did not know how to evaluate him.

　　 The leaders of Xibao’s Meat Factory were all drunk.

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