Cheng Zhu didn't receive a reply from Chen Jieyu immediately, and he didn't know if she was busy and not looking at her phone, or if she was just thinking about this matter.

By the time the taxi dropped him off at the entrance of the Polytechnic University, the rain had stopped.

There was an autumn rain and a cold, and he had just made two more visits to the hotel. Although he was not so young, he still felt that Hangzhou was a bit cool at night.

When he was almost downstairs of the dormitory, Cheng Zhucai received a reply from Chen Jieyu.

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"Okay." She replied briefly.

This is exactly what he wants.

If she asked him about the details of the project seriously now and tried to understand it several times, he would find it troublesome.

Cheng Zhu felt that Chen Jieyu was not stupid, and he should be able to feel that he was looking for her.

When the project starts, she will serve as the instructor and come over occasionally to make her presence felt.

"I'll take you flying, counselor." Cheng Zhu put the phone back into his pocket.

When he was approaching the dormitory building, Cheng Zhu remembered something.

He did not go upstairs immediately, but found a quiet place and began to make a phone call to the middle-aged Abin, the director of the QQ factory in Guanyun County.

"Hello, Brother Bin." It didn't take long for the call to be answered.

"Mr. Cheng, what are your orders?" Chen Bin's side was a little noisy, as if it was in the club.

You can hear unpleasant singing, as well as the voices of young models accompanying wine, it's very noisy.

But after more than ten seconds of arguing, it became quieter. It seemed that Chen Bin had gone to the corridor to answer the phone.

"Brother Bin really knows how to enjoy it." Cheng Zhu said with a smile.

"It's just for socializing. We've been strict about firefighting recently." Being teased by a college student, Chen Bin actually blushed a little.

Cheng Zhu glanced at the time and said, "You must not have had too much to drink at this point, right?"

"It's just started. Is there anything that can happen? I'll go back to the factory to deal with it now." Chen Bin said.

In middle-aged Abin's heart, Cheng Zhu's priority is the highest right now.

This is my own little God of Wealth.

"I'm just telling you something. You can think about it." Cheng Zhudao.

"Well, you tell me and I listen."

"Do you have any plans to expand the factory? I can buy shares for you, and you will still be the factory director." Cheng Zhu said bluntly.

If he wants to export QQ underwear, it is equivalent to wholesale, and it must be based on quantity, rather than retailing like Taobao.

Therefore, it is definitely best for him to have his own factory.

Chen Bin is a good choice for partnership. After this period of contact, Cheng Zhu is quite satisfied with him.

A simple sentence made Chen Bin wake up instantly.

This is a big deal!

If they cooperate to set up a factory, then he and Cheng Zhu are completely tied together in the QQ market and are riding on his chariot.

He was quite moved at this moment.

But the key is: what kind of cooperation method?

When he thought about this, he, a middle-aged man who had been in society for many years, felt a little nervous.

If the cooperation details given by Cheng Zhu are very harsh, then where should I go?

Cheng Zhu heard that the phone suddenly became noisy again, as if the box door had been opened.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Chen Bin's impatient voice: "Get in! Leave me alone!"

It is estimated that the people inside saw that Chen Bin was missing and asked his waiter to come out to look for him.

"Mr. Cheng, how about I go to the car now?" Chen Bin said.

"No, no, no, firefighting is a big deal. Please keep yourself entertained. I will send you some specific details via WeChat later." Cheng Zhudao.

"How about I come to Hangzhou tomorrow?" Chen Bin thought it would be better to go by himself.

"Let's do it this way. I'll send it to you first tonight and you can read it first. You can think about it after you finish reading it. After you think about it, come to Hangzhou." Cheng Zhu controlled the rhythm.

If he buys a stake in Chen Bin's factory, both parties will definitely need to sign a lot of very detailed contracts.

After all, Chen Bin is only responsible for the factory part, but Cheng Zhu is also responsible for external sales.

He became a member of the factory, but neither the Taobao store nor the subsequent export sales had anything to do with Chen Bin.

If nothing else, Cheng Zhu became a shareholder of the factory, so what kind of price would his shareholders have to pay when they get the goods from the factory?

What's more, Chen Bin could tell that Cheng Zhu needed a very high voice.

Now, Chen Bin alone has the final say in the factory.

But if he really cooperated with Cheng Zhu, it would probably be completely different.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Zhucai went upstairs.

Back in dormitory 309, he first chatted with his three idiot roommates for five minutes, then took his cell phone and calculated the spare money he had on hand.

"The income from [Keep Visiting] in September is very high, but we cannot all withdraw it. Moreover, a batch of money is still frozen in the platform, and it is not yet time to withdraw it."

"[You Lai Wan] has actually made a lot of money during this period, with a daily turnover of more than 10,000 yuan."

In other words, it is easy for him to get hundreds of thousands now.

But for a factory that has been established for 14 years now, hundreds of thousands is really not much.

But it doesn't matter, we can talk about this, he can pay the money in batches, one amount every month.

His current personal plan is to invest 1.5-2 million yuan in Guanyun County.

If you don't buy a factory, the money is not small.

Of course, Cheng Zhu had no intention of buying a factory in Guanyun County at all.

He is a reborn person, and with the power of a prophet, he has his own arrangements in mind.

After sending Chen Bin a WeChat message, Cheng Zhu asked him to think about it carefully, and then suddenly remembered that tomorrow is Friday.

He is going to his grandpa's house for dinner, and then takes little Yuzi to her "castle" - [You Lai Play] in the evening.

After all, this store has been counting down to its transfer since it opened.

So, during this period, why don’t you take Little Pomelo to play a few more times?

Cheng Zhu was not worried that Princess Youzi would be very sad after the transfer of [You Lai Wan].

For children, if you try it a few times, it will quickly become stale.

What's more, without this castle, he would build another one for his sister.

Don't forget, he has other promises to Xiao Youzi.

Just at this time, Lin Lu sent Cheng Zhu a WeChat message with a simple content: "What are you doing?"

She is such a person. If she wants to chat with you, then I will chat with you. She is straightforward and enthusiastic.

Cheng Zhu, a shameless person, automatically transformed these four words into: "I miss you."

He typed a reply: "I was just doing accounting. By the way, I'm going to take Little Yuzi to the store to play tomorrow night. Will you come?"

Little Youzi likes Sister Xiaolu very much. She has mentioned it several times before and asked her when she can take her to play with Sister Xiaolu again.

"Okay, okay!" Lin Lu immediately agreed happily.

The next day, Cheng Zhu had an early class. After class, he rode his electric donkey to the entrepreneurial base of the Polytechnic University.

He had contacted Zhao Xiaodong before leaving, and Zhao Xiaodong told him that he would wait for him in the office.

"Junior Cheng Zhu." As soon as the other party saw him coming in, he stood up and handed over a form.

Cheng Zhu found a pen in the office, and then in front of him, he filled in all the things that could be filled in the form so far.

Zhao Xiaodong watched from the side, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly. It could be seen how carelessly he wrote.

Although this thing is just a formality, you are too casual!

He stood aside and asked curiously: "Junior, are you really planning to make a elimination game similar to Xiaoxiaole?"

"Ang." Cheng Zhu nodded and continued to write on the form.

Zhao Xiaodong looked at him and didn't know what this man was thinking.

I don’t feel like there’s anything going on!

After filling out the form, he handed it to Zhao Xiaodong and looked at it: "Then just ask my counselor to sign it, right?"

"Well, after signing, you come here and give me the form, and I will hand it over to you. After stamping, that's it." Zhao Xiaodong nodded.

He looked at Cheng Zhu and asked, "Junior, why do you insist on letting your counselor be the instructor?"
To be continued...