"Yes, I'll help you apply for joining the party, but I can't guarantee whether it can be passed!" Zeng Juan's words were quite a bit of a blow to people.

Fang Dajun's ancestors were all poor peasants for three generations. This identity is very popular now, so why can't he pass? He didn't argue with her and continued, "Let's just stop here today. I have something to deal with."

"Are you getting off work now?" Zeng Juan frowned. She had seen all kinds of people, but they were all incompatible with Fang Dajun in front of her.

"What does it mean to get off work? I won't say it just now. I have something to deal with. The sales work cannot be constrained by the form. If I guess correctly, the sales director in the past came to work every day, but what happened? Isn't it now banned by me?" Fang Dajun stood up and scolded him.

Zeng Juan was speechless, so the next step was simple. Although Fang Dajun left herself, he arranged a lot of tasks for her, which was enough to work for several days.

Following Fang Dajun, he left the joint location and left casually. It seemed like he was doing underground work. There was no way, the communication was not developed, and there was no way to connect with the electricity, so if you had something to find him, he asked Zeng Juan to leave a message at the cement shop.

He really has no hurry to do things about the tiling factory. All enterprises, units, or individuals have the tradition of calculating the accounts during the Chinese New Year, so the tiling factory has to change it and have to wait until next year.

The Chinese New Year will be held on the 12th of next month. There are only 26 days left. There are about ten days left. It’s time for elementary and junior high school to have winter vacation.

After leaving the gate, I got on the bus, returned to the south, and went straight to the office. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and lunch was eaten in the government cafeteria.

Before I arrived at the office, I would pass by a cement shop. The person guarding the shop was selected from Jiaoshan. It is not a fault for being nepotist, but because his roots are in Jiaoshan.

I haven't seen my cousin, and I'm really busy recently. He asked the shop workers to arrange houses, just around here, because it's a housing, so it's different from the requirements of the office.

It must be at least on the third floor and it must be relatively clean. The environment in the room is better. The expenses are temporarily deducted from the shop funds. Then you will find a way to get into fake accounts. Uh!

Then he asked his cousin Fang Minggen to buy all the daily necessities and bedding, and he asked for two sets.

After the explanation, I arrived at the office. The key was given to Xiao Xia, so I had to knock on the door.

"Here you come!" Xiao Xia's voice came from inside.

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That night, the two settled down in the newly rented house. The house was a unit building of a credit union. An old cadre retired and returned to the countryside, and the house was empty. The environment was very good. It was on the fourth floor and facing the street. However, it would not seem noisy when facing the inner court. Of course, the price was not cheap. Fortunately, it could be settled in a fake account.

"Teacher, I've washed my feet."

"Well, let it go here!" Fang Dajun leaned comfortably on the sofa. He was reading the newspaper, but he was actually thinking about the matter of the tiles factory. He did not intend to interfere in the production and did not have that energy. However, he had already thought about making money for several ideas, but the conditions were not yet mature, so he would talk about it in a few days.

The benefits of bringing a living assistant are immediately reflected. He only needs to be busy with work and doesn’t need to care about the rest. I still remember that in the 1990s and even in the early 2000s, nannies were popular everywhere.

However, because of the more employment opportunities in the future, the nanny's salary also increased, which eventually led to the remaining nannies changing careers to become confinement nannies.

But he can enjoy it for many years. If necessary, he will also find a full-time nanny in the future.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and he also took the time to go to the city to get back and forth. When he went, he raised his body and climbed up the car with the door when he came back. However, it was not all about Wang Ying's physical needs, and he also needed to understand the sales situation there.

After experiencing this twists and turns that the cement factory is not considered a twist, he suddenly felt that he could not handle everything himself, otherwise he would have problems and put himself on the target position. This was very unhappy.

So later I wanted to cultivate as many talents as possible, hoping that more people could stand alone. He had the future consciousness of the next thirty years and was not short of ideas for making money. There was no need to worry too much, and money could not be made.

On Friday, he went to the tiling factory and saw Zeng Juan using his office. He said with confidence that he was his assistant, so the office was public. Well, just use it. Anyway, he stayed here less time.

"Arrange all cadres at the director level and above to meet and have a short meeting together." Fang Dajun blurted out directly.

"I can't arrange it." Zeng Juan replied directly.

"Then you say I have a way to sell large quantities of ceramic tiles." Fang Dajun replied simply.

Zeng Juan didn't say anything now and went out directly. He was reading newspapers in the office. After half an hour, he came back and notified him to hold a meeting on time at 1:00 in the afternoon, and the factory manager would also be on the spot.

Fang Dajun smiled. He had a plan that would take a different approach and would take certain risks, but it might not be successful. However, if it succeeded, he could quickly open the sales of the tiles factory across the city, and even a large order might be flocked to one time.

The scene he had had in the factory canteen at noon. He was speechless. He wouldn't say that the food was bad, and the order was chaotic. It was completely different from the state-owned enterprises he played in TV. Gao Daquan, these three words were not related to them.

A glimpse of the whole picture is known. If he acquires this place, most people will definitely be fired, but the reason for pursuing the company's appearance depends on the company's culture.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Zeng Juan took him to the conference hall. Yes, there is such a place in the factory that not only can hold conferences, but also can be arranged as an evening party. Although the benefits are not good, there are all face-saving projects. He seriously doubted whether the loan from the tiling factory was used in these places.

Zeng Juan has collected a lot of data as he asked in the past few days, which has given him a clear understanding of the current situation of the tiling factory.

The first thing he wanted to do today was to propose the name of the tile factory. The current full name is Beidou People's Ceramic Tile Manufacturing Factory. It is simply too slack. Cement cannot create a brand, but ceramic tiles are different. How can such a name that is so slack that it is so slack that it forms a brand effect?

Forget about "Marco Polo", such a name is too fashionable and cannot be called a spoken name like "Sister Zhou's tiles" or "Fat Mom's tiles".

He didn't think about the specific name, but just proposed to modify it.

All the people who attended the meeting were here, and there were 60 or 70 people, which made Fang Dajun mistakenly think that he, the director, was worthless, but after the introduction, he found out that the grassroots management below was also present.

When Fang Dajun took office, he kept silent and had never even met the factory director. He didn't expect that when he said he could make money, everyone would come. What a mess.
Chapter completed!