"The pictures I drew were made by the yam factory, but they didn't pay any money. They looked at the drawing."

“How to say it?”

"There is no longer a good job in the yam factory and I can't even pay the salary. I plan to restructure it. This table is also a good product. They plan to let me participate in it, but it has not yet been decided and I am currently studying it."

Brother Mou's eyes lit up: "Does your brother have any chance?"

Zhang Yanming looked at Brother Mou: "It's really OK. Brother Mou, I will definitely support me if I can come in. But I can't help with this. I'm not as good as Brother Mou, you can find a way to see it."

"Dad." The little girl's voice sounded a little aggrieved. She was sleeping just now, but now she woke up.

Zhang Yanming hurried over and said, "Here's here, Dad is here. Are you awake?"

The little girl sat in the soft quilt, looked at her father in a daze, showed a big smile, and stretched out her hands at Zhang Yanming.

Zhang Yanming went in and picked up his daughter, took a small blanket and wrapped her in it.

"Ah." The little girl yawned beautifully and leaned softly in her father's arms.

"Your child? Oh, it's so attractive." Mrs. Mou came over to squeeze the girl's face.

"Call the aunt."

"Auntie." The soft and soft voice could melt the adults.

Brother Mou took out his wallet from his arms, took a few blue tickets and stuffed them into the little girl: "For the first time we meet, the old man will buy candy for you."

People in Northeast China have this priority. Relatives and friends will pay for wedding money when they see their children for the first time.

Zhang Yanming did not refuse either.

"Thank you, uncle." The little girl suddenly became energetic, and her eyes shone with her money. She looked like a standard little money-lover.

Zhang Yanming held the little girl and went to urinate. Brother Mou sat down and thought about something, and asked Sister Mou, "Let's take down the roving wood factory, can you?"

Mrs. Mou sat down, "Do you think it's OK?"

Brother Mou let go of the table and put it away, saying, "I feel like there is something in my mind, this guy Erming has. Look at this table, how many people can design it? The shallow sea can't raise big fish, and this guy can't stay here in the future. I feel that he can do it."

Mrs. Mou asked: "How much does it cost? Then your class doesn't want it?"

Brother Mou slapped the table: "If you have a few more furniture on this table, the market will be perfect. It won't be affected by my class. I'll find a factory manager first. If it can work in the future, I will say I won't be able to go to it.

I guess the Rongmu Factory is going to take it down, but it won’t be able to escape by more than 100,000 yuan. Let’s buy it and leave 30% for Erming. Can it work?"

Mrs. Mou licked her lips: "I don't understand either. If you think it's OK, just try it. Is it 30% less? Is it pointing at other people's products?"

Zhang Yanming came in with the girl in his arms, and while walking, the two of them laughed and made fun of each other.

"Brother, sister-in-law, you two sit down first, I'll put on her clothes." She said, holding the girl in, dressing her neatly, and putting on a thick roe so that she would run around on the floor without having to wear shoes.

After getting the station cleared, turning on the TV, Zhang Yanming came to the outer hall.

It feels like the couple has been here and there is something wrong.

"Erming, if you think the roving wood factory can work, I will find connections and buy it. I will give you 30% after that. Can we do it? You can do it by designing the product. I think this table is indeed good."

Zhang Yanming thought for a while: "40% of the time, mainly furniture. I have some ideas. I will focus on product design in the future. I don't care about business and production, and I don't have time.
Chapter completed!