In the spring of 1972, on a train heading to the Great Northern Wilderness for re-education, Chu Miaohong quietly tossed an old envelope into the wind. Far away in the year 2024, Zhang Hongcheng co...
Zhang Hongcheng is very sensible.
There is no one who can conquer the world by himself like the male protagonist in the novel.
The change in the import and export company's attitude and his own "judgment" were conveyed to the Fourth Division Headquarters as soon as possible.
As long as the people at the 4th Division headquarters are not all useless, and things have developed to this point, if he still can't get any benefits, then he has nothing to say.
But no matter whether this matter succeeds or not, he has already firmly grasped the credit that belongs to him.
This was already the biggest risk in the matter, so he turned around and left it to the division headquarters to decide.
Boss Huang naturally hopes to cut the Gordian knot and acquire this batch of huanghuali.
The import and export company began to get anxious and angry.
Because the Fourth Division made a huge demand: either split it in half, or we all go our separate ways!
He even urgently asked Zhang Hongcheng to arrange a train to transport the wood back.
Import and export companies earn foreign exchange, and there has never been a precedent for sharing this profit with local units!
After several attempts, the Fourth Division Headquarters managed to squeeze out 270,000 RMB from the import and export company.
The division commander and Political Commissar Han almost laughed their mouths off.
Political Commissar Han was pacing around his office, humming a tune.
The phone on the table rang.
"Hey, Lao Han!"
When Political Commissar Han heard the voice coming from the phone, his smile widened a little.
"Minister Li, you're such a rare honor to call me!"
Political Commissar Han adjusted his sitting position and teased the other party.
"Has the money our master asked for last time been found?"
Minister Li of the Corps also seemed very happy.
"Why are you still thinking about that money? Hasn't your Fourth Division made a fortune now?"
“No, no!”
Political Commissar Han said these words with the most modest tone.
"My young comrade is so capable, I had no choice but to shamelessly play with him. I got lucky, pure luck! Hahahahaha."
"Old Han, I've heard of this young comrade you're talking about before."
"You old boy, I advise you to hide well. The Corps has been talking about him a lot recently..."
Political Commissar Han's expression changed and his tone immediately became harsh.
"What do they want to do?"
"Xiao Zhang is our key talent to be cultivated. How can you, the people in the Corps, be so jealous of him?"
"Just count how many people I've poached in the past two years? Ah!"
Minister Li was smiling on the other end.
"Alas, this is different from the previous ones."
"Just go out for a stroll and you can get back 270,000! Wow, what a treasure!"
"If your division has no objection, I think it would be a good idea to give the young comrade more responsibility."
Political Commissar Han felt completely uncomfortable.
"Old Li, what nonsense are you talking about? How can someone who manages the purse also be in charge of personnel matters?"
"Is it our division headquarters that refuses to promote Xiao Zhang? It's only been half a year since his last promotion. If the Corps approves it, I'll submit a report immediately!"
Minister Li on the other end of the phone immediately sighed.
"Lao Han, my old comrade!"
"You know what I'm doing here, but there are so few qualified people!"
"Going out to settle an account and collect a debt is like climbing to heaven!"
"There's nothing wrong with a bunch of people drinking and bragging, but if they let it go outside, it will be a disaster."
"How about this? I'll grant you the 5,000 yuan you asked for last time, and you can lend me this Xiao Zhang for a year..."
Political Commissar Han immediately sneered.
"That five thousand? Just keep it there and see if you can give birth to a baby! Forget about the human!"
Minister Li didn't seem angry at all.
"Business as usual, right?"
Political Commissar Han snorted, which was considered an admission.
"Okay, the Corps asked me to inform your division. Of the 270,000, the Corps kept 200,000 and left you 70,000..."
Political Commissar Han stood up suddenly.
"Fuck you! Are you a bunch of bandits?"
Minister Li was pretending.
"Actually, I also want to speak a fair word on behalf of your Fourth Master, but unfortunately we two can't get along..."
Political Commissar Han was feeling very aggrieved.
"I don't think Xiao Zhang understands the whole thing about you managing the money!"
Minister Li finally revealed his true intentions.
"You forgot that I'm not just responsible for the money, I'm also responsible for that messy business back home!"
"Haha, Old Han, you should have a good discussion with your old friend and then give me an answer."
"Damn it!"
Political Commissar Han almost dropped the phone.
Comrade Zhang Hongcheng, the little man mentioned by the two big guys, is currently shopping at the largest supply and marketing store in Huacheng.
Nowadays, the Cantonese roast goose sold on the streets is made with real ingredients.
The master chef, who has no competitive pressure, doesn't care about the cost at all and uses the most ingredients.
In addition, the aftermath of the Flower City Foreign Trade Fair that started last month has not yet dissipated, and the purchasing restrictions on various items on the market have not been completely tightened.
The bicycle that Zhang Hongcheng borrowed from the guesthouse was already hung with all kinds of things.
I bought seven or eight boxes of lychee cakes and Xiaofeng cakes, which are specialties of Huacheng, and ordered two servings of the shiny and crispy roast goose.
After buying the roast goose, he rushed to the third floor and bought thirty feet of imported Dacron, fifteen feet each of white and blue.
(Dacron was introduced into China in 1976.)
The fat guy got too many tickets to Huacheng, and he couldn’t spend them all. He could never spend them all!
At the newly completed G State Railway Station, Zhang Hongcheng, carrying large and small bags, squeezed through a group of timid out-of-town passengers and stepped lightly onto the automatic escalator amid a burst of small exclamations.
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