Chapter 46: Su Brother

  Weekend.

  Shulan hummed a tune as she tidied herself up and pumped air into her bicycle tires, just as Shuhao returned with breakfast.

  "Aren't we going to the machinery factory to eat again?" Shulan pouted.

  Shu Hao said inexplicably: "It just so happens that we're passing by Old Wang's breakfast stall. We've got a long way to go to the machinery factory, and it's not good to ride on an empty stomach."

  "Let's eat quickly then." Shulan took a big bite of her fried dough stick.

  After breakfast, Shu Hao became tense and rode his bicycle, saying: "There are many people who have taken a fancy to the mechanical factory's supporting business this time, I don't know if we can grab it."

  "Didn't your brother Su teach you those two formulas? Even if electroplating doesn't work, can't you ask him to think of two more ideas?" Shulan pedaled her bike, swinging her ponytail and letting the ends of her hair flutter in the wind.

  Shu Hao turned his head slightly and asked, "When did you start calling him brother?"

  Shu Lan was taken aback, her face flushing red, and she hastily pedaled the bicycle to overtake Shu Hao before saying, "He's older than me. It's only natural."

  Shu Hao was very casual and didn't mind.

  Shulan gently touched her face and thought to herself: Next time, I mustn't say what's on my mind.

  Two people arrived at the machinery factory, one in front of the other, and saw many cars parked at the entrance.

  Shu Hao's face suddenly turned pale, and he muttered to himself: "So many companies..."

  "What's there to be afraid of, the oil extractor has many parts." Since the double-ram oil extractor appeared, Shulan also studied it in school and used it to encourage her older brother.

  He took a deep breath, puffed out his chest and said, "Anyway, since we're here, we should get something out of it."

  "Psst."

  Another car stopped at the door, and it was a pretty good Fiat.

  "It's another Oil Tycoon." Shu Hao hummed, looking down on the flashy gold chain. At this time of year, those who could afford to drive private cars worth hundreds of thousands were few and far between, except for the oil tycoons who made their money easily.

  A bald-headed boss happened to pass by, chuckled twice and said: "Little brother is a local, why come so late?"

  Shu Hao blinked and asked, "Is 9 o'clock still considered late?"

  "For 4 consecutive years, a set of 5,000 oil extraction machines every year? What kind of company would be willing to give up such a large order? Look at those people from Zhejiang province in front, they sent someone to inquire about the news two or three days ago." Bald-headed entrepreneur Ke Jian talked and shook hands with a smile: "I see that many state-owned enterprises have come, I just met a party secretary of an ordnance factory. In this month, nobody is doing well. What should I call you, young brother?"

  "Shu Hao."

  "Oh. What does Xiao Shu do? I'm from Jiabao Screw Factory, specializing in producing screw drill bits. A few of us are planning to organize a supply team, is Brother Shu interested in joining?"

  "What's with the supply team? Oh, I'm doing electroplating."

  "Concentrate on supplying to the Victory Oil Field Machinery Factory. I just said, many state-owned enterprises have come to compete, and one of their workshops is even bigger than our entire factory. If we don't unite, we can't even play."

  "That's also true." Shu Hao was immediately convinced and signed his name and factory name in the supply team of the bald boss.

  At the same time, similar supply teams are dispersing.

  Not only small private enterprises, but also some medium and small-sized state-owned enterprises are secretly contacting each other. The state-owned enterprises that are willing to be supporting factories are at most the scale of oilfield machinery factory, naturally do not have the power to shake the giant Victory Oil Field, since it is impossible to get through Lin Yonggui or Bo Rong's connections, they can only come to the machinery factory in an orderly manner.

  To stand out among hundreds of companies, no one has absolute confidence. Who knows who invented the way of supply chain, and suddenly it became popular in machinery factories.

  Factory building.

  Director Li Zongxi covered the large tea cup and praised: "Director Su is indeed a big place, no newspaper ads are needed, and so many companies come, prosperous, prosperous!"

  "The best is yet to come." Su Cheng smiled with a sincere expression. In recent days, he had also grasped the pulse of the factory director. This old revolutionary was somewhat like an official of the Qing government, who valued appearances and sought practical benefits.

  Victory Oilfield Machinery Factory, as an enterprise affiliated with Victory Oilfield, rarely has the opportunity to shine on stage. Various machinery factories come to seek matching, which has a taste of coming from all over the world, naturally making Li Zongxi extremely happy.

  In the machinery factory, with the support of the factory director and the production deputy factory director in charge, there was nothing that could not be communicated, and the work became smooth as a result.

  "Director, it's about time, shall we go out?" Su Cheng invited, looking at his watch.

  Li Zongxi nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, it's good to go out and see."

  Forget it, the factory director left the conference room excitedly.

  As soon as I walked out of the building, a group of corporate representatives swarmed around me.

  Su Cheng's first glance fell on Shu Lan standing behind Shu Hao. She still had the same delicate and pretty appearance, her hair combed neatly.

  He smiled and readily gave up his prominent position to the factory director, stepping down from the stage himself.

  Shulan immediately jumped up and waved her hand, took two small runs, then seemed to remember something, like a proud bird, raised her head and waited there.

  Su Cheng smiled secretly and walked over, saying: "There are many people here, let's find a quieter place."

  "Huh?"

  Shulan didn't react in time and was pulled by Su Cheng's small hand.

  The girl's hand was soft and boneless, smooth and delicate.

  Shulan's heart was racing as she was led by Su Cheng to the side of the factory building. Looking up, she saw that behind her was a wall and in front of her was a windowless wall, and she couldn't help but blush bright red, murmuring "Brother Su".