Chapter 2262: The Mentally Strong Wulin

Looking at this son who never gave him a moment's peace, Wu Hongkang shook his head helplessly. If his eldest son weren't a civil servant working in the Audit Bureau, he would never have put the shares of Brave the World under Wulin's name, even if it killed him.

"You want me to take you to see Zhou Andong? Fine, but at the very least, you need to give me some capital to be proud of. With the way you are now, if we really met, how am I supposed to introduce you?"

Wulin became anxious and hurriedly retorted, "I'm a university student, a student of the prestigious Tsinghua University. Isn't that worth being proud of?"

Wu Hongkang curled his lip in disdain and mocked, "I can't very well tell him, 'This is my precious son, the Tsinghua student who constantly fails his exams? The Tsinghua student who just drifts through life? The Tsinghua student who is always getting dumped by women?'"

Being looked down upon by his own father again, Wulin wilted like an eggplant hit by frost and said dejectedly, "Can't you mention my good points?"

"Good points?" Wu Hongkang began to look Wulin up and down, carefully and thoroughly. Perhaps from childhood to adulthood, he had never examined this son of his so seriously.

"I've looked you over from top to bottom, and I honestly haven't found even a shred of a good point. You tell me, where am I supposed to start?"

"How does my son not have any good points?" Liu Xiuyan glared fiercely at Wu Hongkang. "Isn't being optimistic a good point? And isn't being helpful a good point?"

"Exactly!" Hearing these words from his mother, Wulin, who had felt somewhat aggrieved, seemed to have been injected with a stimulant and instantly became spirited. He straightened his back, his face glowing with renewed confidence, and loudly chimed in.

"Aren't being optimistic and helpful good points?"

Wu Hongkang still didn't let his son off the hook. He sneered and continued to strike him down: "If I tell Zhou Andong, 'This is my son, an optimistic and helpful Tsinghua student,' do you think that's appropriate?"

"What's inappropriate about it?" Liu Xiuyan continued to back her son. "Even if my son isn't the most outstanding, he has many shining points. Can't these good points be mentioned?"

Wulin looked at his father triumphantly. "My mom is right. If I have good points, why can't they be mentioned?"

Looking at his wife and son, Wu Hongkang sighed and checked the time. "Alright, I'm going to eat first. I have to go back to the factory for a meeting in a while."

Liu Xiuyan stopped arguing, got up, went to the kitchen, and brought out the food that had been kept warm in the pot.

"Eat quickly."

In just over ten minutes, Wu Hongkang had filled his stomach, then stood up and walked out.

"I'm leaving."

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Woolen Mill!

The Sales Department is a crucial department of the Woolen Mill, bearing the arduous task of pushing the various high-quality woolen products produced by the factory into the market.

It is no exaggeration to say that the performance of the Sales Department is directly related to the rise and fall of the entire Woolen Mill. Precisely because of its importance, the Sales Department has deservedly become one of the three core departments of the Woolen Mill.

In the past, the Sales Department could complete its various sales tasks even while lying down. But for the past three years, even if they ran until their legs smoked, they were like the old lady celebrating the New Year—each year worse than the last.

Especially in the past year, product sales saw a cliff-like drop, which is why the city, and even the central authorities, were determined to reform.

The Sales Department office building is located on the right side of the factory headquarters. It was once a shining pearl of the Woolen Mill, standing alone and appearing particularly eye-catching.

The entire office building has three floors, each with a clear functional division. When you step into the spacious and bright main entrance on the first floor, the first thing that catches your eye is a magnificently decorated lobby.

Underfoot is an exquisite carpet produced by the factory itself. Its soft texture makes one feel as comfortable and cozy as if they were on the clouds; even while wearing shoes, one can feel that unique, gentle touch.

Walking up the stairs to the third floor, this is where the leaders' offices are located, along with a series of important sections like the Contract Section and Planning Section. Their existence provides solid support and guarantees for sales work.

As for the second floor, it is the true core area of the Sales Department. To better manage and expand the market across the country, the nation is divided into several major regions: Northeast, Northwest, East China, Central South, and Southwest.

Then, for the different provinces within each major region, specialized personnel are further meticulously assigned. Generally speaking, most provinces have two to three sales personnel in charge.

However, for vast provinces like Xinjiang, because the coverage area is simply too large, if there were insufficient manpower, just running a single circuit would take one or two months, which would undoubtedly seriously affect work efficiency. Therefore, for such special regions, seven or eight or even more personnel are usually assigned.

The bespectacled man who was given a mouthful by Zhao Qin at the main gate is named Wu Daijun, and he is the deputy section chief of the Sales Section. Because the old section chief is about to retire, Wu Daijun's ambition began to grow wildly, and he had long ago locked his sights on the throne of the section chief.

But, there are seven major regions in the country, and each region has one deputy section chief in charge. So, the Sales Section has a total of seven deputy section chiefs, but compared to the seniority of the other deputy section chiefs, his only advantage is his educational background.

Never mind this era, even thirty years later, seniority still prevails. No matter how much the higher-ups shout that cadres should be younger, or that the capable should rise and the mediocre should fall, in reality, a young person without a background, no matter how strong their ability, can forget about getting ahead.

Because of this, whenever Wu Daijun has free time, he frequently runs to the director's office on the third floor. If the leader isn't there, he doesn't come back, but instead cleans.

Wiping tables, cleaning windows, sweeping the floor—he stays busy until the director returns. If the leader is in the office, he finds a suitable excuse to report on his work.

After finishing, he starts handing cigarettes to the leader, lighting them, and serving tea and water, serving them carefully the whole time. Every time, the leader is in a pleasant mood under such attentive service, and when he walks out of the leader's office, his face is also filled with a satisfied smile.

And so, after Wu Daijun was scolded by Zhao Qin at the main gate, he returned to the office feeling angrier the more he thought about it. After throwing a fit, he ran to the third floor, preparing to report his work to the director.

As for Yang Yumei of the Contract Section, she just couldn't stand this point about Wu Daijun. If Wu Daijun weren't a man, she would have suspected that he was having an affair with the director.

Whenever Yang Yumei saw Wu Daijun enter the director's office for so-called "work reporting," she would always spit fiercely on the ground, her face full of disdain and contempt.

And so, Wu Daijun walked into the director's office once again, and a look of contemptuous laughter appeared in Yang Yumei's eyes. She shook her head while muttering something under her breath.

When Wu Daijun came out of the director's office, Yang Yumei, who had been watching, spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"Yo, Chang Kezhang Wu, after this trip inside, what important instructions did our respected leader give you this time?"

The smile on Wu Daijun's face disappeared; his perfectly good mood had been completely ruined by Yang Yumei.

He glanced at Yang Xiaohui out of the corner of his eye, then walked away with an expressionless face.

The main thing is that he couldn't afford to provoke this woman, because both of them were children of Woolen Mill employees, and they were neighbors—they could be called "childhood sweethearts" in the true sense of the word.

When they were young, the two of them played together all day wearing split-crotch pants, and Wu Daijun, in particular, didn't know how many times his little chicken had been flicked by Yang Yumei. Logically speaking, since they were childhood sweethearts, their relationship should have been very good.

However, the reality was not so. As they grew older, especially after entering junior high school, the two drifted further and further apart, and their relationship gradually became distant.

By the time they reached high school, because they each had different social circles and interests, the intersection between them became even fewer.

When they met, apart from nodding and greeting each other out of politeness, they could no longer find that intimacy where they could talk about anything.

As for the reason for this situation, it was also very simple—Yang Yumei couldn't stand Wu Daijun's hypocrisy, and Wu Daijun, for his part, really disliked Yang Yumei's sharp tongue and biting words.

Just like that, two childhood friends who were once inseparable eventually became familiar strangers, becoming incompatible enemies.

Wu Daijun's mood at this moment could be described as terrible. At the factory gate, he had been scolded by Zhao Qin to the point where he couldn't say a word; the scene was as awkward as it could be.

He thought such bad luck wouldn't happen again, but who knew that not long after, he would be mocked by that woman Yang Yumei again. It would be strange if his mood were good.

Just as he reached the second floor, preparing to return to his office, suddenly, two figures that looked somewhat familiar appeared at the top of the stairs.

Wu Daijun couldn't help but be stunned, carefully examining the two people in front of him. Aren't these the two who were drinking soda at the main gate just now?

Because Zhou Andong and Gu Bing were not wearing the Woolen Mill's work uniforms, Wu Daijun quickly concluded that these two were not employees of the Woolen Mill.

Wu Daijun stared at the two people opposite him with a straight, expressionless face, and shouted in a cold and extremely stiff tone: "Who gave you permission to break in without authorization! This is the Sales Department, not a place where just anyone can come and go as they please.

What on earth are you doing here? Get out of here immediately!" Hearing this, Gu Bing, who was standing to the side, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, a hint of a playful smile appearing on his face.

"Little brother, don't be so fierce. We are here specifically to negotiate business. Since we want to talk business, if we don't look for your Sales Section, who else can we look for?"

"You want to place an order?" Wu Daijun's eyes lit up instantly. "What goods do you want? Wool fabric, carpets, or ready-made clothes?"

Gu Bing said with a smile, "We want too many goods, you can't make the decision. Take us to see your director."

Wu Daijun said very proudly, "No matter how much you order, I can make the decision. Speak."

Gu Bing held up two fingers, and Wu Daijun asked tentatively, "200,000?"

Gu Bing shook his head slightly, and Wu Daijun said very disappointedly, "Just 20,000?"

"200 million!" Gu Bing said in a calm tone. "More!"

Wu Daijun was stunned, then sneered, "On such a hot day, did you run to the Woolen Mill to play with me?"

Gu Bing looked at Wu Daijun, the mocking expression on his face undisguised: "You damn well aren't a beauty, would we come all this way to play with you?"

Zhou Andong patted Gu Bing on the shoulder and bypassed Wu Daijun to go up the stairs: "He's just an employee. You believe him when he says he can make the decision?"

"I am the deputy section chief of Sales!"

Wu Daijun is a fan of officialdom; he just likes others to call him Chang Kezhang instead of Deputy Chang Kezhang. Zhou Andong's remark about him being an employee immediately stimulated his sensitive nerves, and he corrected him loudly.

Zhou Andong had already stepped onto the stairs. He stopped and looked back. Because he was looking down from a height and his hat couldn't block his entire face, Wu Daijun felt a bit dazed—why did this person look so familiar?

However, because Zhou Andong still had his sunglasses on, he couldn't even see his eyebrows. Although he felt a sense of doubt in his heart, he couldn't quite place it. Just as he was preparing to take a closer look, Zhou Andong turned back around and continued walking upward.

Gu Bing looked at Wu Daijun curiously: "Not bad, you're a deputy section chief at such a young age. As long as you follow the right person, you will definitely have a limitless future."

Just at this moment, the sound of high heels clicking on the floor came from the main entrance, and it sounded very urgent. This made Zhou Andong turn back again, and Gu Bing and Wu Daijun also turned their heads to look at the same time.

A woman wearing a small black ladies' suit walked over, and a smile immediately appeared on Zhou Andong's face.

"Sister-in-law, you came quite quickly."

"How could I not come quickly for your—younger brother's business? Besides, the company isn't far from the main factory."

The person who came was Cao Yi's sister-in-law, Hu Lan. She originally wanted to call him Chairman Zhou, but seeing Wu Daijun on the side, she swallowed the word 'Chairman' and changed it to 'younger brother'.

Zhou Andong smiled: "Let's go!"

"Chang Kezhang Hu!" Wu Daijun looked surprised: "You know them?"

Hu Lan nodded with a smile: "I know them!"

"So that means..." Wu Daijun's eyes became eager again, and the tone of his voice even trembled: "Is it true that they came to order goods?"

Hu Lan was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Yes!"

"Let's go!" Zhou Andong turned and continued to walk up.

At this time, Wu Daijun no longer had any mood to care who Zhou Andong was, wearing sunglasses and a hat and acting all mysterious.

This is an order of over 200 million. Even if he isn't the one who brought in the client, since he ran into them today, as long as he personally takes them to the leader, this credit will naturally have a share for him.

"Our director is in the office, I'll take you up."

Wu Daijun trotted past Gu Bing and Zhou Andong to the front, enthusiastically introducing the various departments of the Sales Department. As for Zhou Andong's identity, he no longer cared. ===== CHAPTER 2263 =====