Lin Qiaofen was completely stupid.

She now has the money she took from her second uncle in her pocket, and the second uncle gave her a total of 300 yuan, and she thought that no matter how much money she gave, it would be enough, which was half a year's salary.

But now the printing volume of Director Zhang has increased by 100 times as soon as he opens his mouth?

100 times, Lin Qiaofen only feels that her legs are a little soft, how much does it cost?

It took a long time for Lin Qiaofen to come back to her senses, and she quickly pleaded: "Director Zhang, this, we really don't need so much, this is too much, can we have a little less, no, can we not have so many, we actually only need 10,000 sheets, this volume is ......"

"No, it can't be less."

Director Zhang shook his head and said categorically, "I'll be honest with you, this is still something I have to arrange for you for the sake of Xiao Wang's face, otherwise you can go and see, now from the city to the county, all the printing house tasks are tense, in addition to our factory can barely spare the strength to undertake other tasks, other places, you can ask." ”

When Lin Qiaofen heard this, her palms suddenly became cold.

She was thinking just now, she really can't find a way to ask other places, anyway, except for the mimeograph of County No. 1 Middle School, it can't be used, and other places just need to keep it secret.

But Director Zhang blocked all her roads with a single word.

But looking at the scroll on the table, Lin Qiaofen really couldn't leave ruthlessly, because if this scroll was really useful, the second uncle might be able to take this opportunity to move somewhere, even her, maybe there was a chance to be transferred to the city.

Thinking of this, Lin Qiaofen's heart suddenly became hot again.

pinched herself hard, Lin Qiaofen raised her head again, and looked at Director Zhang pitifully and begged softly: "Director Zhang, can't you really be less?" ”

Several people stayed in Director Zhang's office for half an hour, and in the end, it was Lin Qiaofen who pleaded and Wang Xinming helped to say good things, and finally Director Zhang relieved his mouth and reduced it to 800,000 sheets.

Then he said that he would not give in to anything, and only said that if he still wanted to reduce, then go to someone else.

But after this sentence, Director Zhang said again, if he agreed, then he immediately arranged for workers to arrange shifts for printing, and he could get it in two days at the latest.

Hearing this number, Lin Qiaofen actually had a feeling that it was actually okay, at least one-fifth less than one million.

Director Zhang looked at Lin Qiaofen, although she said that she was going back to discuss with her family and would give a reply in the afternoon at the latest, but in fact, the expression on her face could already be seen to be acceptable, and she couldn't help but admire Jiang Yi's kung fu in figuring out people's hearts at a young age.

At that time, when he heard Jiang Yi say why he asked him to give the seal, he asked if 800,000 sheets was too much, and I was afraid that the other party would not agree.

As a result, Jiang Yi told him: "Speaking is very skillful, if you want to come up with a request that is basically impossible for the other party to agree to, then you have to mention an even more impossible one first, and after the other party refuses in horror, you put forward what you originally expected, then the other party will feel much more acceptable." ”

The current situation is exactly the same as what Jiang Yi said!

The amount of 800,000 sheets is too large, and the amount of money involved is not something that Lin Qiaofen can get, so out of the printing house, Lin Qiaofen hurriedly ran to the second uncle's house.

Director Lin was also taken aback by this number of words.

It's just that he, like Lin Qiaofen, can't give up the benefits of his hands, especially because he knows very well that this is a very rare opportunity.

After thinking about it for a long time, Director Lin finally said: "The scroll still needs to be printed, but the money can't be paid by us." ”