About an hour and a half later, Old Hand finally saw the legendary big idiot, oh no, the big customer. At this time, Old Hand's heart was already burning with anger. Damn it, it was said that the other side had arrived early.
Making people wait for an hour and a half in the middle of the night, Old Hand thought that he was a very ostentatious person. But unexpectedly, only two people came down from the luxury yacht that sailed into the dock, and one was disabled … He was pushed down in a wheelchair.
It was a man and a woman. The man sat in a wheelchair and looked relatively young, but his specific age couldn't be seen. The woman looked like a white bone spirit's secretary, and she had a professional and cold demeanor.
But in the eyes of Old Hand, this woman was the kind of hypocritical slut. Intentionally or unintentionally, she kept an intimate distance from the man in the wheelchair, as if she was afraid that others wouldn't know.
Okirin Rongsan didn't have the cold look he had in the factory, and the lines on his ugly face softened a little. He brought the factory's management and went forward to welcome them.
Old Hand followed behind the welcoming team with a straight face, listening to those people's greetings.
The man in the wheelchair didn't say much. He only said that his surname was Mo, and it was mainly the female secretary whose surname was Yin who spoke. Listening to their background, it seemed that they were also important figures of a certain order, but they weren't from Ban City, but from Di City, which was far away. This time, they came to Ban City mainly to make some investments.
It sounded quite reliable. After all, they were both in the Pacific Ocean, and the raw and semi-processed products of aquatic mutants on both sides had competition and complementation, so the market was still relatively popular.
And the Castle Consortium that Secretary Yin mentioned had some brands under it. Even a relatively closed old guy like Old Hand had heard of it. It was a very powerful high-end sports brand, and it matched the main product line of the processing plant.
Old Hand had to admit that if it was another time and a different situation, he would be very tempted. But now, the signal from the secret waterway of the old city was constantly approaching, and it made him upset.
The speed of the other side was getting slower and slower, and it took a lot longer than expected. Was there a problem?
If Old Hand was free now, he would definitely rush into the Beishan Lake to carefully investigate, or to provide support. How could he be like now, wasting time with these capitalists!
Especially when he heard Ao Ping and Rong San's suggestion to find a place to have a drink, the "veteran"'s lungs were about to explode.
At this moment, the man in the wheelchair, who was only grunting in response, opened his mouth.
"We're here tonight because we want to get the right impression of our investment target. I hope that the equipment and technical staff in the factory are in good condition. It's getting late now. Let's go to the factory and discuss on the spot. "
The other party's meaning was somewhat vague, but his will was very firm, so Aohei Rong San naturally would not refuse.
Fortunately!
Among the crowd, the anger in Veteran's heart was slightly suppressed.
The welcoming convoy at the pier quickly turned around and left in a grandiose manner. The "veteran" and the big client were not in the same car. He didn't know how they communicated with Ao Ping and Rong San. He could only hold his wrist and force himself to believe that the man in the wheelchair kept his word.
The situation seemed to be slowly improving from the worst.
The Ping Trade Market was not the central CBD. The nightlife was not that rich. At ten o 'clock in the evening, the trading center and most of the shops were closed. The location of the Daze Processing Factory was also relatively remote. The journey was smooth, and they returned to the factory in about ten minutes.
The two sides should have communicated again in the car. After getting off the car, Ao Ping and Rong San dismissed the irrelevant people. Only the production and financial supervisors, as well as the "veteran", the senior technical staff, followed them. The group went straight into the factory and took a detour along the tour route.
The production supervisor probably remembered the words of the man in the wheelchair. When introducing, he specifically said, "The factory's production line is reliable equipment that has been verified for many years. We have also been doing orderly updates, and the state is very good. From raw material processing to rough processing, it has achieved automation … There are many types of deformed materials, such as bones, wood, fur, and even flesh. It is difficult to subdivide and coordinate the large and small categories. It is rare to see a similar processing factory like ours. "
Idiot, that's because the equipment is old and only goes for the low-end!
The "veteran" criticized in his heart. This production supervisor was an old member of the Daze Church. His level was really average. Usually, they almost made him a figurehead. The good thing was that he was relatively peaceful. As long as there were no accidents on the production line, there would be profits every year, and he was willing to be a peace officer. But now he was timid, and it made people feel ashamed.
The man in the wheelchair obviously did not care about the production supervisor's promotion. He leaned back in his chair and did not look at the tour window, "I want to understand the practical ability of the workers. In this field, the human factor is more important than the equipment most of the time."
"The practical level of the workers, we are also very good …"
The production supervisor was already timid. As he spoke, he stepped back and winked at the "veteran" at the same time. The latter pretended not to see it.
Compared to the production supervisor who was eager to complete the business, Ao Ping and Rong San were much calmer. According to the requirements of President Song Ping, the processing factory was not the only business to be dealt with during this period of time. He also had to consider the "joint employee acquisition plan" of Jiang Zhuang and others. The relationship was complicated, and it could not be rushed.
But because of the "employee stock ownership" problem, in order to make the future arrangements appear more natural, he hoped that the key figure, the "veteran", could show his face in front of the investors and leave an impression. Therefore, he also signaled to the "veteran" to let this awkward old guy take the lead.
The "veteran" was determined tonight, and he still pretended to be deaf and dumb.
Ao Ping and Rong San frowned.
At this time, Secretary Yin projected a virtual workspace, and a series of data charts appeared on it. She casually scrolled a few times and said, "From the current situation, you have been carrying out customization business, but the performance is not outstanding. With all due respect, in the vagrant exchange and the inner world, this is a very important standard. There is a big difference whether there is unique technology or a well-known craftsman in the industry. "
"Technology and talent need to be more detailed." Ao Ping and Rong San finally said, "Mr. Mo, please visit the assembly workshop. That place uses the most manpower, and it is a relatively core link."
The man in the wheelchair asked casually, "Is there a project in progress?"
This time, it was Ao Ping and Rong San's turn to be silent. He turned his head and looked at the "veteran".
The "veteran"'s eyelids twitched, and in the end, he gave in and replied with a hoarse voice, "It's just those routine orders, underwater thrusters, deep diving equipment, and so on …"
"Deep diving equipment?"
The man in the wheelchair said a few words and agreed to Ao Ping and Rong San's suggestion. They spent five minutes to go to the assembly workshop.
Just as Ao Ping and Rong San said, the number of workers in the assembly workshop seemed to be more than the previous workshops combined. Because of the large number of people, even though everyone was in work clothes, and very few people talked back and forth, there was still an atmosphere that was completely different from the cold machine production line, which could be felt through the visitation window.
The "veteran" liked this kind of atmosphere the most. It made him feel like he was back in the wilderness, in a dilapidated cave, assembling those crude but life-saving equipment with his old buddies.
The group of guys in the workshop, in groups of three to five, whispering numbers, and coordinating the rhythm, was undoubtedly taught by him.
It was old-fashioned and rough, but it was powerful!
The "veteran" unconsciously raised his chest, like a lion patrolling its territory, arrogant.
At this time, Secretary Yin flipped through the information and said, "The ratio of the workers employed by the factory is quite high."
Hey, city people!
The corner of the "veteran"'s mouth twitched. He had seen this kind of people many times, and now he was too lazy to be angry.
On the other hand, Ao Ping and Rong San calmly replied, "Here, they are the main force."
"That's right, after all, this is the world's largest colony of modified people, and it is also a semi-public experimental base for infected people with mutations … We don't discriminate against this, and investing in the fair trade market can't avoid this kind of thing, but the related labor protection measures must be seriously considered, this is also for the benefit of the workers."
A bunch of black-hearted capitalists!
The "veteran" hated this kind of hypocritical tone the most, and simply walked away. At this time, his ears were filled with other voices.
"This is the 'deep diving equipment' that Master Shou mentioned?"
It seemed that the man in the wheelchair's curiosity continued until now. When they talked alone, he was quite polite, like a junior, and his attitude was very low.
The corner of the "veteran"'s mouth twitched, and it was considered a smile.
The man in the wheelchair straightened his back, and his gaze passed through the visitation window to watch the workers operate.
The "deep diving equipment" was a kind of mid-range diving equipment that used various mass-produced parts such as steel, plastic, fabric, and other materials, but they were all in a supporting role. The key was to use the special materials from the aquatic mutants as the axle and to do a good job.
The parts were all assembly line products, but the main materials had to take into account the special nature of the material to achieve balance. Every set had a slight difference, so it could only be done manually.
The "veteran" could see that the man in the wheelchair was very serious and methodical in his observation. He stared at a group of people, from the beginning to the end, to understand the assembly process, and then based on the main materials, found the group with the most similar nature, and stared at the whole process …
This went on for seven or eight minutes before the man in the wheelchair opened his mouth again and sighed, "Very unique design, the combination of practicality and refinement is very good. Is this the 'wilderness style'?"
"It's not even that good."
The "veteran" was immune to this kind of superficial praise.
"The molding strip on the back, the wear rate is still high?"
"Oh, an expert!"
Just based on the man in the wheelchair's grasp of the nature of the main materials, the "veteran" knew that this person had a very good eye. But he didn't expect that he also had a way in design.
"It's inevitable when it comes to force movements. But it also depends on how it is used. It's definitely not a problem to slowly adjust and run in, but young people these days are impatient. "
"Yes, it needs to be done in advance. But in the front, we can do some special refinement and nurture work. The formula technology related to the separation of special characteristics may still have room for improvement. Can you understand it? "
The "veteran"'s face became solemn, and he thought for a moment before saying, "The formula and craftsmanship are our livelihood. But if we allow technology to invest, everything can be discussed … "
As soon as the words came out, the veteran wanted to slap himself.
So many problems!
The man in the wheelchair didn't express his opinion, "I roughly understand … Let's stop here for tonight."
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