I only heard from the head nurse that said: "There is a double ward on the fourth floor of our hospital, which is usually reserved for the leader. Recently, an old man has booked the ward and has been living there for a month. You can ask him to see if he can free up a bed."

"There are also people who are in the ward?" Li Siwen frowned.

"Yes, this old man actually has nothing to do with it. There is no need to be hospitalized, but he just wants to stay." The head nurse smiled and said, "It's also strange."

"If this is the case, I'll ask!" Li Siwen thought for a while and said, after all, there is no way to do it now, and there is no better hospital in Caozhou.

"I'll take you there," said the head nurse.

A few minutes later, several people arrived on the fourth floor and stood at the door of the ward. The head nurse said, "You go in and talk. I asked someone last time, but he refused."

"I'll go and beg him!" Zhou Wenjing said.

"Wait here, I'll go." Li Siwen stopped Zhou Wenjing. He didn't want the other party to ask for help in a humble manner, and then knocked on the door and walked in.

"He has changed." The head nurse muttered unconsciously.

"Yes, it has changed." Zhou Wenjing showed a happy smile on her face.

In the room, Li Siwen smelled a faint fragrance as soon as he walked in. The two hospital beds were cleaned and the bedding was neatly folded. An old man with reading glasses was sitting on a rocking chair and reading the newspaper, ignoring Li Siwen who was walking in.

"If my sense of smell is not wrong, this should be an incense produced in Thailand, and it is the most advanced natural raw material used. Only the royal family can get this incense." Li Siwen said slowly at the incense burner on the bedside table.

"You have also studied incense?" The old man's voice came, but he did not put down the newspaper.

"It's not a question of research, but I prefer the effects of restlessness and restoration." Li Siwen replied.

"Yes, it's really not easy to have a quiet place." The old man said, glanced at Li Siwen: "Look at you, you are not a doctor, just say anything."

"My child is seriously ill and there are no beds in the hospital, so I would like to ask you, the elderly, to make a bed for your child." Li Siwen said softly.

"I don't want to be disturbed, you go." The old man replied coldly.

"Sorry." Li Siwen nodded apologetically and turned around and left. As soon as he took two steps, the old man's voice rang out.

"I'm curious, why you didn't keep pestering me."

"From entering this room, I knew that your identity is extraordinary. Especially when you see your calm expression, it is not difficult to guess that you are a decisive person. So, as long as you don't want to agree, it doesn't make any sense even if I kneel down and beg you. Why bother with this?" Li Siwen replied slowly.

"You guy is interesting," the old man said, taking out a stack of newspapers from the drawer and whispered: "I have a question that has troubled me for a long time. If you can answer it, I will free up a bed."

"You said." Li Siwen said.

"Looking at this student daily, I have recently advertised a ham sausage factory. I don't know what Lu Shuhang thought."

Li Siwen was stunned. He was so old that he was still reading the Student Daily. He glanced at the pile of newspapers curiously and found that there were all kinds of daily and evening newspapers.

He understood that reading newspapers was the old man's fun.

"Do you want to know Lu Shuhang's thoughts?" Li Siwen asked.

"I'm not interested in knowing what he thinks, I just want to know one question. Can meatless ham sausage really make money?" The old man paused slightly: "If your answer satisfies me, I will free up a hospital bed, and you can think for a while."

"No need to think, my answer is ok." Li Siwen said firmly.

"Reason." The old man looked at Li Siwen curiously.

"Because I am the director of this Journey to the West Ham Sausage Processing Factory." Li Siwen smiled faintly.

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After leaving the hospital, Li Siwen was still recalling the conversation with Mr. Song. Although the other party did not explain the details, he could see that this was a powerful character.

In the evening, he did not go home, but went directly to the factory. Since he found Uncle Dong sneaky last time, he planned to live in the factory recently. After all, there is no mistake at this critical moment.

The reason why he did not fire Uncle Dong directly was just because he wanted to use this chess piece.

After returning to the factory, he went to the factory to check the overtime workers, then went to the warehouse to check it out, and then returned to the office after confirming that there was no problem.

Lying on the sofa and looking at the lights in the dark, he was looking forward to tomorrow's results.

Although it is perfect to sell a thousand ham sausages at the beginning, the real postgraduate entrance examination will be in the next few days, because the first batch of goods can be regarded as the attractiveness of the brand, and whether it can be sold in the future depends on the quality of the product.

Quality is the biggest test of whether it can become a best-selling product.

The result did not disappoint him. In the next few days, Journey to the West ham sausages not only sold faster and faster, but also ordered more and more orders to urge goods. Even some grocery stores or supermarkets that had not been delivered had called the factory.

On November 14, the fourth day of Journey to the West Ham's sale, as usual, the goods were snatched away by students as soon as they were delivered, and then there were endless calls.

"Brother Wen, my throat is almost smoking. I only shipped 1,000 pieces every day. When will it be the head?" Chang Hai said crying: "This is a waste of money!"

"Don't complain. I will find a professional customer service when I finish this time." Li Siwen smiled and was really embarrassed by Chang Hai. He settled the accounts and became a customer service.

"I either complain or follow you in a hurry." As soon as Chang Hai finished saying this, the phone rang again.

"Hey, this is Journey to the West Ham Sausage Processing Factory, ah, okay." Chang Hai looked at Li Siwen and said, "Brother Wen, it is Editor-in-Chief Lu."

Li Siwen hurried over and answered the phone: "Brother, why do you have time to call me!"

"Isn't this a congratulation to you? I heard that your business has been very popular recently. Even the phone number was called several times before it was connected." Lu Shuhang said with a smile.

"Brother, don't make fun of me. The market has not yet been expanded, it's just starting out." Li Siwen replied.

"I heard that the market has not been launched because your shipment volume is small." Lu Shuhang paused slightly: "If you encounter difficulties, you might as well tell me that I will try my best to help you. If you have any other tricks, just pretend I didn't say anything."

When Li Siwen heard Lu Shuhang's words, he was a little moved. The other party must have called the phone because he thought he was in trouble.

"Brother, this is enough with you. I have no difficulties for the time being." As soon as Li Siwen finished speaking, Lin Shu's voice sounded outside: "Boss, I'm back."

"It's good if there's no difficulty." Lu Shuhang heard the voice of Lin Shu in the distance and said understandingly: "You can do it first, let's talk later if you have time."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone first.
Chapter completed!