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Chapter 63 Shake people
  Song Xiaoran carefully put away the formula and began to think about the next step.

In her memory, milk tea shops always had vats filled with prepared milk. When customers came, they would first fill the plastic cups with various ingredients, then turn on the faucet switch on the vat to pour in the milk tea, and finally put in The sealing is done on a small machine.

Song Xiaoran has no idea how far automation equipment technology has developed in this era, but it is certain that it will not be as advanced as the future.

"Do I have to use a wooden bucket and an iron spoon to scoop out a bowl for guests when they come, like the ones selling spicy soup at the night market?"

Song Xiaoran thought about it and felt that the scene was not very beautiful. Her customers were mainly young people.

A pair of young couples bought two cups of her bubble milk tea and walked into the cinema to watch a movie sweetly. This was the scene she wanted.

Containers like bowls and spoons are definitely inconvenient to carry around and drink while shopping.

"Who can I find to make this kind of machine?"

Song Xiaoran thought about the people around him. Although Zhao Shaokang was smart, he was not smart enough to build such an automated machine.

Zhao Shaokang is not good enough, and his brother is even more useless.

My father is a senior fitter, but he probably only knows how to use machines to make parts. If you ask him about the design and principles, he will definitely not understand, otherwise he would not have been tricked in the first place.

If you go to the technical department of the machinery factory, you should be able to solve the problem. However, last time you asked Du Qingqing to design a signboard and even offered to help with a small thing, it is definitely not the same thing to go to the technical department to design machines.

Moreover, Xiao Feng, the director of the technical department, was from Li Man's side, and he really didn't want to get involved anymore, lest he give someone a handle and cause trouble for Lao Song.

Song Xiaoran went through the people he knew in his mind, and finally thought of an excellent candidate! !

That is, Qian Zhongkai!
  A mechanical expert from the Soviet Union!
  It shouldn't be difficult to build some small machinery and equipment for yourself. You can make car engines. It shouldn't be difficult.

Moreover, he is in the factory. If it sounds good, he has a transcendent status. If it sounds bad, he is too busy to panic. He has plenty of time, but I don’t know if he agrees or not?
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  in the afternoon.

It must have been a week since Song Xiaoran arrived in front of the Dachang office building on his bicycle carrying large and small bags of gifts.

"Miss Song, you are here!"

Coincidentally, an acquaintance is on duty today, the doorman Liu.

When Da Liu saw it was Song Xiaoran, he trotted towards her from a distance. Without any explanation, he unloaded all the things on her bicycle and carried them in his hands.

Last Monday, Song Xiaoran attended the high-level meeting in place of Song Wenxuan. He fought with the heroes to turn the tide and keep the old factory director Song in the factory.

Although Liu was a guard, he had heard this story seven or eight times from different people.

Now everyone is spreading the word that Miss Song will soon return to the factory to focus on training. When Director Song retires in 8 or 9 years, she will most likely take over the position of Director Song.

Da Liu walked in front of Song Xiaoran carrying the gift and said respectfully:
  "Ms. Song has been busy these days and hasn't come to the factory."

Miss Song nodded and smiled:

"Yes, Brother Liu. I've been quite busy recently."

The call of Brother Liu made Liu feel anxious. This was recognition from the future factory director!
  Maybe after Miss Song takes over, she can work as the captain of the security team.

When he thought of this, Da Liu felt so energetic that he started to feel windy when he walked.

"Brother Liu, that..."

"Director Song, not Miss Song, just give me your orders."

"Go slower, I can't keep up."

"sorry Sorry."

Da Liu's legs went weak and he almost fell, so he quickly took a few steps back to slow down.

The two came to the door. Song Xiaoran took the things from Da Liu's hand. She felt a little sorry to see Da Liu's forehead covered with sweat from running all the way. He took out two boxes of cigarettes from a small bag:

"Brother Liu, thank you for your hard work. I don't know what you are used to smoking. You can take this." "Oh no, no, no, I don't know how to smoke." Liu was flattered and declined quickly.

Song Xiaoran glanced at Da Liu's somewhat yellowed fingers, calmly put the cigarette into Da Liu's hand, and smiled: "Then you take it too, and share it with your friends who smoke."

Not allowing Liu to refuse, he waved his hand and said, "I still have something to do. See you next time, Brother Liu."

Da Liu could only accept it gratefully. When Song Xiaoran went upstairs, he lowered his head and took a look at the two boxes of cigarettes in his hands. They were very expensive. This brand cost 8 yuan a box. He was usually reluctant to buy them.

Da Liu happily stuffed the cigarette into his arms. He couldn't wait to return to the security team and show off to everyone. He should feel in advance what it would be like to be promoted to the security captain.

Song Xiaoran came to the Publicity Department first with large and small bags of gifts, thinking of thanking Sister Li Tong first.

Although this kind of visit with gifts is really a bit embarrassing for someone like her who just wants to lie at home and watch TV shows during the holidays.

But Miss Song decided to follow Zhao Shaokang's suggestion.

As the saying goes, it is not strange to give gifts to many people. Sending small gifts to express gratitude is also a very basic courtesy and basic social activity.

Song Xiaoran knocked on the door.

"The door is unlocked, come in." A strange female voice.

Squeak.

Song Xiaoran pushed the door open, took a look, scratched his head and thought he had made a mistake.

There were 7 or 8 people sitting in the office. They were all working at their desks, but now they all looked up at her.

It's strange, why are they all strangers?
  Where is Liu Qing? Where is Zhang Yang? Where is Sister Li?

Du Qingqing, oh, she is still in her original position.

Song Xiaoran waved, and Du Qingqing saw her face looked happy, stood up and hurriedly greeted her.

Song Xiaoran nodded politely towards these strangers, and went out to close the door with Du Qingqing.

"Qingqing, where are Zhang Yang, Liu Qing and others?" Song Xiaoran whispered.

"It's all optimized."

"optimization?"

Du Qingqing also lowered her voice and explained in a low voice,
  "Now all departments are engaged in optimization. That is to transfer those who usually do not work, who come in through connections, and those with poor performance, to transfer or directly lay off. Director Song said that this is called optimizing the structure. Not only ordinary employees, but also several Every section chief has resigned or been transferred."

Song Xiaoran thought that her father had taken strict measures to manage the situation, so she couldn't help but joked:

"Fortunately, I run fast. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to write articles or draw pictures, and I would be optimized sooner or later."

Du Qingqing covered her mouth and smiled.

"You haven't seen Sister Li? She can't be transferred, right?"

"Sister Li was really transferred away."

"What?"

Song Xiaoran was stunned. Logically speaking, Sister Li had merit and supported her father, so she couldn't be liquidated. Could it be that Li Man's side was trying hard and her father failed to protect her?

"Sister Li left on her own, and she is now the deputy editor-in-chief of Wangjing Daily!"

Song Xiaoran felt a little relieved after hearing this. The deputy editor sounded quite impressive, so he should be considered for promotion. If you have time, go to Sister Li's house and ask.

(End of this chapter)