A fast-paced transmigration story set in a historical fiction era: The fox spirit is enjoying happin

Li Jiaojiao told Chen Yu about it when she met him.

Chen Yu agreed before the conversation even finished, which was understandable given that the No. 1 Textile Factory was asking him for help.

Because Xia Sheng from the Third Textile Factory also came to see him today.

Most of the time, it was about the caravans discussing travel expenses.

The Dongjiang Racing Team was only established in the last two years, so their asking price won't be like that of the older teams in Peng'an, where prices keep rising as the asking price increases.

Both Textile Factory No. 1 and Factory No. 3 are very close to the Dongjiang Motorcade, so they immediately thought of the Dongjiang Motorcade.

Textile factories mainly need cotton and fabrics.

They look light, but they are actually the parts that weigh down the car the most.

Chen Yu has his own methods for loading vehicles, and his route planning is not uniform, so his prices are not high.

Li Jiaojiao also understood: "They've taken on a big order to deliver to the north. Don't take it on; I don't think it's safe."

As mentioned in the story, this incident almost wiped out all his assets.

Chen Yu nodded: "I'll listen to you."

The fleet is not short of big orders right now, so it's more important to do the current job well.

Listen to your wife's advice and eat your fill.

Chen Yu made a few phone calls, and the dinner was arranged.

Li Jiaojiao: "Where are you planning to eat?"

"Restore Sight Hotel"

Li Jiaojiao frowned: "Why go there?"

She didn't want those factory leaders to eat so well.

Chen Yu: "Because I have invested in the Fuming Hotel, when I take them there to spend money, the money goes into my pocket."

Li Jiaojiao had originally planned to invite them to the Party Secretary's house for dinner, hoping he would spend some money, but she laughed when she heard this.

"You really know how to make money."

Chen Yu nodded earnestly: "I will earn even more money in the future, more than you can ever spend."

Li Jiaojiao, with an expression that suggested she was being taught a lesson, said, "That's right, a husband should have this kind of awareness."

Time quickly came to the day of the dinner.

Factory Manager Zhong came to Sister He: "He, how much of this month's quota for dining and entertainment expenses is left?"

Sister He found the register: "It says there's a balance of 3789 yuan."

"How come there are so few left? Let me see the notebook," Director Zhong said in an unhappy tone.

The record shows the total amount spent throughout the month, as well as what was left over from the previous month.

He frowned as he read through the document. The monthly entertainment allowance of about 10,000 yuan had been mostly used up by the Party Secretary.

If the person in charge at the factory needs to use this quota, they will write an application form for him to sign.

He will reject the offer if he feels the amount is inappropriate.

However, the Party Secretary doesn't need to fill out an application form; he can directly collect the quota from Sister He.

"I thought that guy surnamed Liu was really a tough nut to crack," Director Zhong sneered.

Factory Director Zhong: "Ahe, give me all the remaining quotas."

He Jie filled out the registration book based on his dictation.

After Director Zhong left, Zhu Fang approached and said, "Where are they going to eat dragon meat again? They need so much money."

Sister He waved the register: "Twelve people, going to the Fuming Hotel."

"Tsk tsk," Zhu Fang sneered sarcastically, "You really know how to enjoy yourself."

Before setting off, Director Zhong came to find Li Qiao: "Little Li, why don't you ride in the same car with us?"

Secretary Liu followed behind, his eyes filled with disdain: "What are you taking her out for? To drink or to dance?"

Li Jiaojiao's expression changed, and she was about to retort;

Factory Director Zhong immediately pulled the person away.

She stood up and coldly watched the departing car.

The first thing Li Jiaojiao did after getting home was to emphasize to Chen Yu, "You can't have a drop of alcohol tonight."

"Okay," Chen Yu agreed.

Li Jiaojiao was still a little worried: "If you drink, we'll sleep in separate rooms for a week."

"I promise I absolutely won't drink it!" Chen Yu's eyes were incredibly firm.

Chen Yu arrived just as all the dishes were being served.

He stayed home and had dinner with Li Jiaojiao before setting off.

Secretary Liu was somewhat displeased: "Boss Chen is quite busy, isn't he? Coming so late, you must have had a few drinks, right?"

Chen Yu said calmly, "I have a shipment that needs to be dispatched, so I won't be drinking."

Seeing that he rejected Secretary Liu as soon as he entered, the others secretly chuckled to themselves.

Secretary Liu gave a cold laugh: "Then you must be really busy."

"The fleet has been busy with a lot of orders lately, and we're short-staffed with drivers," Chen Yu said casually, pouring himself a cup of tea.

Peng An wanted to change his cup: "Little Chen, that's a liquor cup."

Chen Yu raised his hand to stop him: "Let's use tea instead of wine. I think this cup is just right."

Hearing that he was planning to use tea instead of wine, even the usually easygoing Factory Director Zhong couldn't keep up his smile. Was he here to cause trouble?

Some of the other team owners secretly covered their mouths, while others hid well, their eyes narrowed into slits, but their lips didn't curl up.

They all thought to themselves, "That kid from the Dongjiang team is clueless; Dongjiang isn't anything to be afraid of."

Only Peng An felt somewhat surprised, as he had spent the most time with Chen Yu.

He knew perfectly well that Chen Yu was like a slippery eel at the dinner table, so cunning that he wouldn't offend anyone.

Peng An whispered in his ear, "What's this?"

"It's alright, Uncle Peng, my fleet really can't take any more orders. A Taiwanese boss came today but I didn't accept his order," Chen Yu said loudly.

The people in the private room had different expressions.

They dare to refuse Taiwanese bosses? Hong Kong and Taiwanese bosses are both widely recognized as easy targets.