Wealth

Sure enough, two days later, the glass factory sent someone to send the finished art water tank to Fan Heng's home.

The four young men carried a few large boxes and moved directly to Fan Heng’s house. After putting them down, they confessed and left without touching the chair. Zhang Mei was originally at home, but he encountered such a thing. Some are confused about the situation.

"Oh, they are all samples we need. I didn't expect them to move very fast." As soon as Fan Heng went home, he saw these things. The words on the box were from the Panshi Glass Factory. Understand the origin of these things.

But after unpacking, Fan Hyung frowned.

The water tank designed in accordance with the principle of the butterfly cup, of course, has two water tanks, occupying a lot of space, but the remaining boxes are filled with various household appliances, such as water cups, wine glasses, fruit plates, and saucers. Such things include not only glass products, but also a small part of porcelain.

"This matter must have been caused by that He Shuisheng--" Fan Heng rubbed his brows with a helpless expression on his face.

"The gift-giver? I had already stopped--" Zhang Mei thought she had put the gift-giver in. Seeing Fan Heng's unhappy expression on her face, she felt a little nervous.

"It's not anymore. It's just that it can be done. It really makes people feel uncomfortable." Fan Heng shook his head and told Zhang Mei the reason, and then said with some dissatisfaction, "I wanted to find a cooperation. The factory, if we do it this way, it’s like we are coveting others for such a small bargain."

"Who is greedy for other people's small bargains?" Fan Wuyi pushed in and walked in, just in time to hear Fan Heng talking about small bargains, so he asked casually.

He has been awed by Zhang Mei's supernatural power these past few days, and goes to school honestly every day. Although the first year courses are still boring, he has to go to school to stay. Otherwise, there are dozens of pairs of eyes staring at him all the time in the school.

In order to control Fan Wuyi, Zhang Mei deliberately explained to the principal that he should pay attention to Fan Wuyi's movements. Therefore, the principal also conveyed the opinion of Deputy Director Zhang to Fan Wuyi’s head teacher, fearing that it would be difficult for the head teacher to complete this independently. The glorious and arduous task fully mobilized the masses and let the students in the class supervise Fan Wu's movements together. As the saying goes, reporting is rewarded and everyone is responsible. Fan Wuyao has great abilities, and he has to stay there and listen to the class honestly.

Although he was unwilling in every possible way, he couldn't hold back Zhang Mei's idea and had to let him go, but he had made up his mind and had to find an excuse to get rid of this unfavorable situation.

"I am eager for something small and cheap. It is a sample sent by the glass factory. You should also come and take a look?" Fan Hengbai glanced at his son and opened another packing box.

Naturally, Fan Wubing wanted to take a closer look. He flung his schoolbag onto the sofa. Kneel down and look at the glassware together. I saw a few boxes nailed up with thin wooden boards. Straw was used as the filling. Many glassware and porcelain were stuffed into them. The texture and luster were the best choice.

So many things, obviously not all samples! Fan Wubing knew at once what was wrong with his father Fan Heng, and his old man was most opposed to doing these unclear things. So Fan Wubing laughed. He knocked on a glass fruit plate and said to Fan Heng, "The officials don’t give gifts. They are also very kind. At most, we can take care of them a little more business! Not just a few plates, plus You don’t have much money to get up, why do you hang a face about this? Always frowning will make you grow old quickly!"

"Unhealthy wind! I'm the most annoyed by this——" Fan Heng said sternly.

However, Fan Wubing was obviously not interested in discussing the harm of this unhealthy wind with his father, Fan Heng. He took out a special glass water tank and placed it on the base paper of the humidifier, adding water to it, and turning on the power. . Let's observe the effect together.

I saw a white mist rising up like a fairyland.

Looking carefully into the glass water tank, you can see colorful butterflies flying on the water, and figures in ancient costumes swinging in it, which is amazing.

"This is a work of art!" Fan Heng exclaimed after seeing it.

Zhang Mei also leaned over, and she was stunned when she saw it, and she was unbelievable.

"Such a humidifier requires face and lining, if it is sold to the United States. How can it cost a hundred dollars?" Fan Heng is very satisfied with the effect, he estimated very optimistically.

"Hundred ten dollars?!" Fan Wubing slanted his eyes and exclaimed, "That will let you take a look at most! Starting from two hundred dollars, you don't have to be too expensive or discounted! You have to study the American psychology of shopping. Yes. The owner who pays a hundred and ten dollars for this thing. He doesn’t care if he pays a hundred and ten dollars more! What is an American, do you know? Americans buy everything. They buy the most expensive, not the best. So , Our slogan for international trade is, not for the best, but for the most expensive!"

Zhang Mei and Fan Heng looked at each other, "This sounds a bit—it’s hard to say—

"This is the objective existence." Fan Wubing concluded after giving a vent.

With the sample in hand, the father and son began to study the next step.

Fan Heng's official standard is serious, and he still wants to give this product to the Pingyuan factory to make the land, but Fan Wubing is a bit reluctant. A single player allows the Pingyuan factory to take advantage of it, and in the end it has vaguely failed to cooperate. Meaning, now that this project is also put there, I am afraid that the tail will be up to the sky.

"You can't forget your roots when you are a man! You must always keep in mind the cultivation of you by the country!" Fan Heng knocked on the table and said to Fan Wuyao.

"Now it is the father and the mother who are married, and everyone cares for each person." Fan Wuyao retorted. "You can't damage the public or private, this thing was made using the equipment in the factory after all!" Fan Heng threatened.

"In the future, it will be a market economy. At most, I will pay you some money." Fan Wuyao replied.

"You want to do this again, I won't cooperate with you!" Fan Heng said in shame.

"That's better, son, I went to register the patent myself." Fan Wubing laughed.

Zhang Mei used a humidifier for a few days, and the medicine was very effective in treating the respiratory tract with water mist. At this time, her cough was gone. Seeing the father and son bargaining tit-for-tat there, she walked over and said with a smile, "Okay." Alright! Don’t fight, you can give in! Lao Fan, you give the patent to your son, and if you are not sick, you give the product to your dad and the factory to make it. Wouldn’t everyone be happy?"

This is also a way. Fan Heng and Fan Wubing looked at each other and said, "Deal!"

In this way, the initiative was held in Fan Wuyao's hands, and he was not afraid of another storm coming from the Pingyuan Factory.

"It seems that I have to go to Beijing again a year ago!" Fan Heng thought that to register a patent, he had to go to Beijing and ask Director Zhang for help, otherwise he would have to wait for the first half of the year at the earliest. It is not good to have no acquaintances. Do errands!

Fan Wubing agreed again and again, "It shouldn't be too late, let's hurry up!"

As for domestic affairs, when the end of the year comes, we have to make various statistics and summaries. In addition, we have to make plans and budgets for the coming year. The things are very complicated. If the actions are slow, we won't be able to make the trip.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Mei said, "Whether you are in the past, Fan Ting should be on holiday anyway. I just happened to be back with you, so I can rest assured. Around the Spring Festival, there are too many people on the train. You have two fathers and sons. A reference is always good."

"No problem!" Fan Wubing agreed. "It just so happens that I can also go and see what is happening on the campus of Peking University."

While talking, Fan Kang also came back, but it seemed that the locks of hair were about to stick together, and he was obviously a little unsatisfied.

"Brother, how did you make it look like this? It seems to be a lot more wilted than the eggplant that Shuang beats—" Fan Wuyao was taken aback after seeing it.

Fan Kang put his schoolbag on the table and groaned on the sofa with his feet up and down, "But I'm exhausted! The extermination master caught me too strong today!"

"Why? She physically punished you?" Fan Wuyao asked in a puzzled manner.

The extinction teacher was Fan Kang’s head teacher, and he was always known for being harsh and cold, because Fan Wubing went to Fan Kang’s class to look for him again, but he met their head teacher ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and was questioned for a long time. Fan Wubing I felt that the other party's appearance was simply a cloned version of Exterminator Taidi, so she was given such a nickname behind her back.

However, Fan Kang accidentally passed this nickname out, so the name of Extinction Master was resonated throughout the school for the children of Pingyuan Factory.

"Helped her move the briquettes--" Fan Kang said weakly.

"Oh, why are you so stupid! It's not you alone to help, you won't go to work without effort?!" Fan Wubing was relatively speechless to his brother, hating iron and steel, pointing out.

"I want to be lazy too!" Fan Kang said aggrievedly, "but it can't be done!"

"Why?" Fan Wubing asked curiously.

Fan Kang said painfully, "Today I called her to exterminate Shitai, but Xiao Qiang heard it. But I couldn't imagine that Shitai was Xiao Qiang's aunt!"

Fan Wubing opened his mouth and had nothing to say. After a long time, he swallowed and said, "Damn! Brother, your luck is so gorgeous that you can't tell!"