Lin Daoyuan nodded. There is no distinction between high and low in revolutionary work. Whether or not going to college is not an absolute factor in judging a person. The key is to look at one's own ability and hard work.

If what Lin Yan said is true, then it is only natural that she can fall in love with Song Yuanchao. For such an outstanding young man, even she feels good about it, let alone Lin Yan?

Looking at Lin Yan, Lin Daoyuan felt that his daughter had good taste. Song Yuanchao was a down-to-earth young man who was not impatient and had good abilities. Compared to Zhao Minglei, who was good at expressing himself and boastful, Lin Daoyuan had more sense for the down-to-earth Song Yuanchao.

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However, Lin Daoyuan still noticed a problem, that is, since Song Yuanchao did not go to college or come to the capital, but returned to Shanghai, plus the work he and Chen Yuqin had not yet completed, they had not come back and moved to this place.

place, so how did Lin Yan get in touch with Song Yuanchao again?

"I left an address for Yuan Chao before I left. It's the address of Gao Da's mother's family..." Lin Yan replied. Speaking of this, Lin Yan originally wanted to reveal Song Yuan Chao's letter to her mother without telling her, but she

In the end, she didn't say anything.

That makes sense….

Lin Daoyuan said in his heart, but at the same time he also noticed the unnaturalness in Lin Yan's expression, and suddenly remembered that Aunt Gao's son Wang Dazhu had come to the house some time ago. Lin Daoyuan was busy at that time and briefly talked to Wang Dazhu.

After that, Chen Yuqin entertained him.

By the time Lin Daoyuan finished his phone call and handled the work, Wang Dazhu had already left. At that time, Lin Daoyuan remembered asking his wife Wang Dazhu's reason for coming. Chen Yuqin just said that Wang Dazhu came to visit them on behalf of Aunt Gao and that it was nothing. But now that I think about it carefully, Chen Yuqin's expression at that time

It seemed a little unnatural, with one hand in his pocket as if he was hiding something, but Lin Daoyuan didn't pay attention to these details.

Now thinking about it carefully, combined with Lin Yan's attitude towards his wife these days, Lin Daoyuan seems to understand what happened that day.

No wonder Lin Yan has such a big opinion against Zhao Minglei. It seems that on the one hand it is because of Song Yuanchao, and on the other hand it is also because of what his wife Chen Yuqin did in private.

Lin Daoyuan could imagine how angry Lin Yan was about this matter, but she could bear it and did not say it out loud. This comforted Lin Daoyuan. His daughter finally grew up and became more sensible. We are all part of the same family.

Although it was inappropriate for Chen Yuqin to do this, once she spoke out and argued about right and wrong, it would definitely hurt her family's feelings.

After experiencing a special period of family separation, Lin Daoyuan cherishes the current family harmony even more. He does not want his family to have conflicts because of such things.

However, his wife's behavior was very inappropriate, which made Lin Daoyuan secretly angry. He never interfered in his children's marriage matters and was very democratic in this regard. The child was obviously wronged in this matter, and Lin Daoyuan knew in his heart that this was also his fault.

The reason why I specifically talked to Lin Yan.

"Dad knows about this." Lin Daoyuan said slowly: "Since you have such thoughts about Zhao Minglei, dad will not force you. After all, the marriage is your own, and you have to build your future family by yourself. Your parents can help you."

You suggest it, but I won’t force you to implement it. I support you on this!"

"Dad..." Lin Yan's tears fell again. She gently leaned her head on her father's shoulder, just as attached as when she was a child.

Touching his daughter's long hair, Lin Daoyuan said softly: "My child, when you grow up, you have to make your own way in the future. I believe that my daughter will make her own right choice. Your mother will go there for you.

Say, don't worry about anything, as long as you live a happy life, Dad will be happy."

"Thanks dad!"

Patting Lin Yan on the shoulder, Lin Daoyuan said sternly: "But you must remember what dad said. You are still a student. The most important thing for a student is academic work. Song Yuanchao is a good young man, but dad hopes that you can complete your studies first.

, put aside the emotional matters for the time being, and after graduation, how about you bring Song Yuanchao to let dad see it?"

Lin Yan pursed her lips and nodded vigorously, with a smile on her tear-stained face.

Let Lin Yan go back to her room to rest first. She has to rush back to school early tomorrow morning.

After Lin Yan left, Lin Daoyuan was still sitting and smoking in the study. After finishing a cigarette, Lin Daoyuan picked up the phone next to him and dialed a number. After a while, his secretary's voice came on the phone.

"Xiao Shao."

"Leader, you said, I am here."

"Help me check someone...Song Yuanchao...from Shanghai..." Lin Daoyuan was talking on the phone. After finishing the other party's information, the secretary on the phone repeated it, and Lin Daoyuan said again: "This matter

Don’t alert the Shanghai side, and don’t let the parties involved know about it. Check it quietly, check it carefully, and tell me directly when you have the results..."

After saying that, Lin Daoyuan hung up the phone, lit another cigarette, and put a smile on his lips.

Lin Yan told Song Yuanchao that flowers and rice are good, and Lin Daoyuan couldn't help but become interested in Song Yuanchao. Not only for his daughter, Lin Daoyuan also planned to get to know Song Yuanchao, hoping that this young man could give him a surprise.

Shanghai and Hai.

Song Yuanchao's appointment as workshop director was officially announced a few days ago. From the moment the appointment was made, Song Yuanchao became the workshop director of this school-run factory from a new employee. The speed of promotion is surprising.

However, as Director Ma thought, the original workshop director, Lao Luo, retired due to illness, and Song Yuanchao was the one who was qualified to succeed him. Moreover, from the first day when he officially took over the post of workshop director, Song Yuanchao was very concerned about the workshop.

Production and management have been adjusted, and this adjustment has the full support of Director Ma.

In terms of the school-run factory, everything went as smoothly as Song Yuanchao expected. As for the clothes hanger business that had been abandoned before, Zhang Bin and Wang Jianjun, who had chosen to work alone, were still busy.

But compared to the beginning, the clothes hanger business is not easy to do now. Firstly, after Zhang Bin and the others left to work alone, many people successively ran out to work alone in the next half month, which caused their own problems.

The competition between them is constantly fierce.

Secondly, with the emergence of large quantities of clothes hangers in the market, the initially blank market gradually became saturated.

After all, clothes hangers are not necessities, nor are they fast-moving consumer goods. When there was initially a lack of similar clothes hangers in the market, the clothes hangers made by Song Yuanchao were very attractive to the market due to their bright colors, solid materials, and moderate prices.

The passage of time and the continuous emergence of similar products in the market will inevitably lead to a decline in market consumption power.

As a result, in order to attract business and seize the market, the price of clothes hangers is getting lower and lower.

Initially, the price set by Song Yuanchao was 35 cents per hanger, three for one yuan. But when Zhang Bin and Wang Jianjun took the initiative to lower the price to 32 cents per hanger in order to compete with Song Yuanchao for the market, vicious competition was like the devil released from the bottle.

Appear.

Shortly after Song Yuanchao handed over the sale to Gu Jie, the selling price of clothes hangers dropped to 30 cents per piece. After Gu Jie ended the sale under Song Yuanchao's instruction, the selling price of clothes hangers dropped further to 28 cents per piece.

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After that, the price dropped step by step. In just over half a month, the price of similar clothes hangers on the market had dropped to 23 cents.

In addition, due to the increased market demand for casing, Jiang Dongliang also significantly increased the sales price of casing. The price of eight yuan and 30 cents per roll that he and Song Yuanchao had negotiated not only returned to eight yuan and 50 cents, but even

The price of Bibles has increased several times these days, reaching as high as twelve yuan per volume.

The increase in costs and the decrease in sales prices have made the overall profit of clothes hanger sales much lower than before. At the beginning, Song Yuanchao's raw material cost for each clothes hanger was about 11 cents, and the gross profit excluding labor costs was 20 cents. After excluding labor costs, Song Yuanchao's profit was about 10 cents.

It's 15 cents to 16 cents.

Now the total cost of raw materials for Zhang Bin and others has reached 15 cents, and the gross profit not including labor is only 8 cents. Although this business is still profitable, the overall calculation is not as much as when following Song Yuanchao. Let these

These people who intended to make a fortune from this business and left the group to work alone were greatly disappointed.

In order to obtain more benefits, Zhang Bin and others started to be clever again and began to cut corners and materials to reduce costs and make more money. For example, using cheaper iron wire or shortening the length of each hanger from the original one meter to 0.9

Meters are even shorter.

Although this can reduce costs and make more money at the same sales price, the quality of the items will inevitably decrease as a result. People are not fools. You can see the two types of clothes hangers together with the naked eye.
Chapter completed!