Xiang Tianyi stared at Song Nianchu for a good while, not answering immediately.

“What’s wrong? Does Manager Xiang not need it? It’s fine if you don’t, I was just asking casually…” Song Nianchu thought Xiang Tianyi found her meddlesome and was about to change the subject when he suddenly spoke.

“Sometimes I’m really curious about how you come up with so many ideas.”

“Huh?” Song Nianchu was a bit slow to react.

“Give me fifty sets of that gift box you mentioned,” Xiang Tianyi said firmly.

“Alright, I promise to make them look beautiful for you,” Song Nianchu immediately smiled.

After signing the contract, Xiang Tianyi didn’t stay any longer and got up to leave.

Song Nianchu and Wu Zhenggui also prepared to head back. However, after leaving the supply and marketing cooperative, she asked Wu Zhenggui to go back first and instructed him to hand all the contracts over to Mu Deyi for management.

“Then where are you going?” Wu Zhenggui asked.

“I need to take a trip to the glass factory. I want to talk to them about the glass jars for our new products,” Song Nianchu replied.

“I see, then go ahead. I’ll head back to the village first to keep an eye on those refugees.” Wu Zhenggui was still not quite at ease with those people.

After all, they hadn’t spent much time together yet, and he didn’t know if there was another Zhou Ziqiang among them.

As the village chief, he had an obligation to protect the villagers. There couldn’t be a second victim like Meng Yingying.

“Okay, please remember to tell Mu Shi’an for me that I might be back a bit late today, so he doesn’t need to wait for me for dinner,” Song Nianchu remembered something and reminded Wu Zhenggui.

“Alright,” Wu Zhenggui nodded with a smile.

After parting ways with Wu Zhenggui, Song Nianchu rushed non-stop to the glass factory.

Song Nianchu was now a familiar face at the glass factory. The guard at the gate smiled and opened the door for her as soon as he saw her.

Song Nianchu familiarly made her way to the factory director’s office. The door was open, and she knocked.

“Come in…” The director looked up and saw Song Nianchu, immediately getting up from behind his desk. “Comrade Song, how do you have time to come over today? Is there a problem with this batch of glass jars?”

The director was now extremely polite to Song Nianchu, his big client.

After all, almost all the orders for their factory now relied on Song Nianchu alone. Even the previous workers weren’t quite enough, and he had hired a few more in the past two days. He couldn’t afford any mistakes at this critical juncture.

“No, I came today because I have another piece of business to do with you, Director,” Song Nianchu smiled.

Hearing that there was more business, the director quickly invited Song Nianchu to the tea table nearby.

“Comrade Song, let’s sit down and talk,” the director said with utmost attentiveness.

Song Nianchu nodded. As soon as she sat down, the director brewed her a cup of tea.

“Comrade Song, please drink.”

“Director, you don’t need to be so polite to me. We are legitimate business partners, just treat me like you used to.” Song Nianchu felt a bit helpless at his attitude.

“How could I do that? You don’t know, but our factory was revived entirely because of your orders. You are a great benefactor to our factory.” The director felt he’d even be willing to let Song Nianchu sit on his shoulders to drink tea if she wanted to.

“Then please sit too. I need another style of glass bottle, and I wonder if you can make it here.” Knowing she probably couldn’t persuade the director, Song Nianchu skipped the pleasantries and got straight to the point.

“Show me the style. As long as it’s a glass product, we can basically make it here.” The director didn’t boast too much.

Song Nianchu took a piece of scratch paper out of her pocket, which had a rough sketch she drew.

“It’s roughly this style, a bit like the rice bowls we usually use, but slightly smaller.” Song Nianchu explained in detail to the director using the drawing.

“This is simple, we can do it,” the director nodded repeatedly after listening.

“That’s good. Oh, right, I might need an extra slot on the jar, to hold a spoon,” Song Nianchu added.

“That’s also simple, though the craftsmanship might be a bit more troublesome,” the director nodded.

“That’s ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‍fine, I can raise the price on my end. I just need the product to be made well,” Song Nianchu said firmly.

“Then there’s no problem at all. I will definitely make it beautifully for you.” Hearing this, the director immediately finalized the deal.

“Then when can you produce a sample? I’m in a bit of a hurry,” Song Nianchu asked.

“If you’re in a hurry, I’ll take you to the workshop right now and have the master craftsman make a sample for you immediately.”

“Can we?” Song Nianchu’s face lit up with joy.

“Of course, let’s go, let’s go, we’ll head to the workshop right now.” The director said as he invited Song Nianchu to go with him.

Following the director into the workshop, Song Nianchu was a bit stunned. It was completely different from its previous desolate state. The workers were in full swing, working very enthusiastically.

Seeing the director and Song Nianchu, they quickly greeted them.

The director just nodded at them, then led Song Nianchu to an old master craftsman.

“Master Li, take a look at this drawing and help me make a sample first. Comrade Song is in a bit of a hurry.” The director found an old master with somewhat gray hair.

The old master stared at the drawing in his hand for a while, asked Song Nianchu for a few measurements, and after confirming everything was correct, immediately started working.

Song Nianchu observed from the side. The old master’s technique was extremely skilled, and in less than half an hour, he produced a sample for Song Nianchu.

“Comrade Song, see if this meets your standards. It shouldn’t have any discrepancies with the data you provided.” The old master handed the finished product to Song Nianchu.

Song Nianchu looked at it carefully, and it was indeed exactly the same as her drawing.

“Old master, your skills are amazing.” Song Nianchu gave him a thumbs-up.

“Master Li has worked in our glass factory for nearly ten years. He has the best skills in the whole factory,” the director laughed.

“Oh right, I also need matching lids,” Song Nianchu spoke again.

“No problem, I’ll take a look for you.” The director led Song Nianchu to the warehouse. They had some stock of lids in this size.

After confirming that the lid could fit perfectly on the glass bottle, Song Nianchu nodded in satisfaction.

“Director, let’s go with these specifications. I’ll order a thousand for now,” Song Nianchu said.

“Alright, then let’s go back and sign the contract now.” Seeing that Song Nianchu was ordering a thousand right away, the director smiled so widely his eyes turned into slits.

“Okay,” Song Nianchu nodded.

The director’s efficiency was as fast as ever. In less than half an hour, the contract process was completed.

“Comrade Song, don’t worry, I will have them rushed out for you as soon as possible,” the director promised.

“By the way, Director, can you sell me that canning machine of yours?” Song Nianchu suddenly asked.

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