Chapter 8： Turn around

Chapter 8 Peak Turn

In the concierge, Jiang Xiaobai repeated what he had just said to Song Weiguo to Lao Wang, his expression was even more sad, and the sad listener shed tears.

"Xiaobai, it’s not that Xiao Song didn’t help you. It’s really difficult. Our factory mainly does glass for doors and windows. If we want to make canned bottles, we need to make new molds. There was a canning factory in the city some time ago. When I came to my door, I would order 20,000 bottles for the first batch of goods. The new mold made by the factory, but unfortunately, it cannot meet the requirements of others after it is fired. So many cans and bottles are still in the warehouse. What a pity..."

The old man Wang said, but Jiang Xiaobai’s eyes lit up, and he stared at the old man Wang closely and asked: "Can you take us to see that batch of waste products?"

"It's all fired that doesn't meet other regulations. What's the use of going to see a pile of waste products..." Old Wang couldn't say what he said, and suddenly he realized something too.

"The key to the warehouse is with me. If you are lucky, if you are lucky, if we come a few days later, maybe we will buy it as a scrap."

Old man Wang took out a bunch of keys from the cabinet and took Jiang Xiaobai and the others to the warehouse.

Boom, pushing open the door of the warehouse, Jiang Xiaobai saw the wooden boxes neatly placed on the ground, Lao Wangtou opened one of the boxes and took out a canned bottle for Jiang Xiaobai and the others to see.

Jiang Xiaobai took it over and looked at it. In fact, there is nothing wrong with the bottle, just that there are some bubbles in the canned bottle, which are caused by the process during the glass production process. At this time, it is normal for the production process to have such problems. .

"The reason given by the factory was that there were bubbles, but the rumor said that it was because the other party changed the design drawings and had to switch to a glass factory to produce, or it was because the factory had a new production line. This kind of business is not outsourced."

Lao Wang’s head explained to Jiang Xiaobai on the side, “You see, for this batch of goods, we also specially produce canned lids.”

"Well," Jiang Xiaobai nodded excitedly and asked, "Who is in charge of this batch of waste products and how are you going to deal with it?"

"It's also under the control of the sales department. You still have to find Xiao Song." Old Wang said as he walked out of the warehouse with the reluctant three people.

"Okay, let's go to the factory and wait." Jiang Xiaobai said excitedly, this is really nowhere to be found after breaking through the iron shoes.

I thought the old man was a bronze, but I didn’t expect you to be a king.

"I saw him go out just now, just wait at my concierge, and you will be able to see it as soon as you come back." Old Wang was warmly invited, but Jiang Xiaobai was of course disrespectful, and followed him back to the concierge.

It’s just that Jiang Xiaobai had waited from 3 pm to 6 pm, and did not see Lao Song coming back.

"In this way, you should go back first. It seems that you won't be back today. Come back tomorrow." Seeing that the factory workers are off work, Old Wang said to the three Jiang Xiaobai.

"Okay, what? Uncle Wang, tell me where his house lives? I will wait for him at his door tomorrow morning." Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said.

"You little comrade is really serious." Old Wang looked at Jiang Xiaobai with a smile, and told Jiang Xiaobai the address of Song Wei's country.

Jiang Xiaobai, Wang Xiaojun, and Liu Aiguo did not leave immediately after leaving the glass factory, but waited until around 8 o'clock in the evening. Seeing that it is impossible for Song Weiguo to come back today, he walked towards the county.

"Brother Xiaobai, give you cakes." Liu Aiguo took out a cornmeal cake from his arms and handed it to Jiang Xiaobai as he walked.

The three of them had no water, and ate a few cornmeal cakes abruptly, finally suppressing the hunger in their stomachs.

Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, the moon is hanging high on the sky, and the three Jiang Xiaobai walked into the county town by the moonlight.

"Tonight, we will find a place in the county to make do for a night. Tomorrow, we will try to get the canned bottles in the morning..."

Jiang Xiaobai said as he walked. He told other people when he came out in the morning. It is not easy to come to the county town. Maybe he won’t go back at night and will come back the next day.

"Well, Brother Xiaobai listens to you, Brother Xiaobai is really thanks to the concierge today, otherwise we might really have to go home empty-handed." Wang Xiaojun also said with some excitement.

"Yes, Brother Xiaobai, if you didn't have a good relationship with the concierge, today this will definitely not happen." Liu Aiguo also said with a smile, but the eyes of the two were a little unnatural.

Jiang Xiaobai said as if he knew what the two were thinking: "Do you think we have been wronged today?"

"No, Brother Xiaobai,"

"Why? We don't care, but we mainly think you are too wronged." The two hurriedly waved their hands in denial.

"This is doing business. If you want to get more than others, you have to pay more than others. We are inferior today and seek perfection, so that we don't have to be inferior and seek perfection in the future." After Jiang Xiaobai finished speaking, it didn't matter whether the two understood them. I'm not talking anymore.

In fact, it goes without saying that Wang Xiaojun and Liu Aiguo are the two of them. As a person living in the 21st century, Jiang Xiaobai has never suffered such grievances.

But if I hadn't been reborn in this era, I might not even have the qualifications to make mistakes.

But since God reborn himself in this turbulent era, then he must seize the opportunity to make a career.

and the other three returned to the county seat. The streets of the county seat were already empty. Sometimes twos and threes of pedestrians passed by. Jiang Xiaobai turned for a long time, leading Wang Xiaojun and Liu Aiguo back to the door of the supply and marketing agency.

"Okay, there are still a few wooden boards. This place is also spacious. Let's sleep here tonight." Jiang Xiaobai said and began to spread the wooden boards that were leaning against the door of the supply and marketing agency on the ground.

This time is not for later generations. There are small hotels everywhere, and there is only one guest house in the entire county. But if you want to live in the county, you still need all the money and you need a letter of introduction.

Needless to say, Jiang Xiaobai didn't go to the team office to open the letter of introduction before he came. Even if he opened it, he couldn't bear it. He only had 100 yuan on him. This is the start-up fund of 15 urban youths, and every penny has to be spent on the blade.

Wang Xiaojun and Liu Aiguo saw that Jiang Xiaobai was lying down, and there was no complaint, and they walked down with the plank. Anyway, this time is June and July, when the weather is hot, there is nothing to sleep outside except for a little more mosquitoes.

Jiang Xiaobai lay on the hardwood, looking at the bright moon in the sky, scenes from previous lives unknowingly rushed to her heart. Thinking wildly in my mind, I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, and I didn't know when I fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)