Chapter 582： letter

Huo Jinzhi naturally has no opinion. He still trusts the Tang family. After discussing it, they decided to go to Yuecheng the day after tomorrow. First, call the mad master and ask him to prepare the goods.

Good news or it doesn't come, and it comes in pairs. The next day, Gu Yunchuan also brought good news. He went to Wucheng a few times in the past few days, and naturally he got another big order.

Because the high-temperature welfare of the machinery factory is very popular, the employees have not praised it for so many years, but this time they raved about it, and other factories also know about it.

The workers in these factories are not satisfied. Why is it that the machine factory can issue ten feet? They can only receive ice-cream coupons, and they also have to distribute them.

When the employees made trouble, the leaders had to find a way to appease them. They found out that it was the source of the goods that Director Wu contacted, so they went to Director Wu, and Director Wu found Gu Yunchuan.

"There are three factories in total, and the scale is not as large as that of the machinery factory. In total, there are about a thousand people, and one person is ten feet." Gu Yunchuan said the number of orders. He himself is not satisfied, but Wucheng is too small and there are not many factories. , he plans to visit Hangcheng in a while.

There are tens of thousands of employees in a large state-owned enterprise in Hangzhou. If the welfare can be obtained, he will achieve more. Gu Yunchuan is quite confident.

But what he wants to go to is Yangcheng more now, and he also wants to see the world. These days, when he is outside, Gu Yunchuan's previous thoughts have also changed. He feels that he was too naive before. The road is indeed right, he shouldn't be locked at home all day, and he should go out to see the vast world outside.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){} The world is as big as his heart should be.

"Can I go with you? I don't mean anything else, I just want to go there and have a look. After I get there, I can play alone." Gu Yunchuan looked at Huo Jinzhi pleadingly, his tone was very careful, afraid of Huo Jinzhi. Sorry for the misunderstanding.

After all, my grandmother said that before, but in fact he thought too much. Huo Jinzhi didn't worry at all. Mad master didn't take care of everyone.

"You can go if you want, and you will pay the toll yourself."

Huo Jinzhi's tone was much better than before, but he was still a little stiff. He disliked Gu Yunchuan's little girl's tone, which made him look like a wicked capitalist. Big men talk like women, which is annoying.

Gu Yunchuan grinned, "Thank you!"

He wouldn't tell his grandmother about this either, he just said he wanted to go out and contact the business. Gu Yunchuan also thought it was strange that he could lie to his grandmother without any guilt.

He remembered reading an article before, saying that sometimes lying is a kind of kindness, and life needs white lies. He thought that the author was misleading readers. Isn't honesty the best character of a person?

But now he understands the author's meaning, white lies can indeed decorate life.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){} "Huo Jinzhi, receive the letter!"

The postman in green uniform called outside, Huo Jinzhi was stunned, and then he was overjoyed, it must be Ma Xiangdong's letter.

Sure enough, it was a letter from JH City. The bold letters on the envelope were clearly Ma Xiangdong's style. Huo Jinzhi poured a cup of herbal tea for the postman and asked him to rest at home. The postman was not polite, it was too hot.

"There are quite a few relatives in your village in Songcheng. Every now and then, there are letters, and today is another one." The postal uncle was quite talkative.

Huo Jinzhi found it strange. There were only relatives in the village who had frequent contact with Accountant Huang's family in Songcheng, but Accountant Huang's daughter did not often write letters, so she asked curiously, "Accountant Huang's family, right?"

"No, the surname is Shen. Recently, it's all letters from her." The postal uncle said with a smile.