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 felt a little relieved.
"The price he allocated is too high. If it could be lowered, I might be able to find a solution..."
Director Qian quickly interrupted him.
"I know you, Xiao Zhang, are a righteous person, but if you don't want to be scolded by your boss, it's best not to get involved in this matter!"
"Because even if their prices drop further, they won't be much less!"
"I just said it casually. Can you please ask for me? Anyway, our Corps still has a big gap in cotton cloth procurement."
Director Qian thought that Zhang Hongcheng was just talking big and wanted to impress the local leaders.
He just asked casually for Zhang Hongcheng.
Two days later, Director Qian learned the result from a familiar salesperson from the New Journey Cotton Mill.
The salesperson happily thanked Director Qian for his matchmaking.
That batch of high-priced cotton cloth was bought up entirely by the Northeast Construction Corps stationed at the Huacheng Guesthouse on behalf of the Construction Corps.
Xinzhengcheng Cotton Mill also took a step back, and the two parties finally agreed on an allocation price of 80% of the original price.
"Director Qian, don't underestimate the Construction Corps' Huacheng Guesthouse, as it may not be very large. They have real money in their account! They can transfer tens of thousands of yuan to us in no time!"
Director Qian, covered in cold sweat, immediately went to find Zhang Hongcheng.
Only then did I realize that every room on those three floors was filled with cotton cloth.
Zhang Hongcheng, who bought expensive cotton cloth, laughed happily like a fool.
“Hey~!”
Director Qian stomped his feet in frustration.
"It's hard to persuade that damned ghost with good words!"
"Zhang Hongcheng, ah Zhang Hongcheng, just wait for your regiment's leaders to skin you alive and tear your tendons apart!"
"Don't even mention your leader, even I can't wait to eat a few pieces of your flesh!"
Zhang Hongcheng pointed at his belly with a smile.
"If you want to eat whatever you want, just take whichever piece of meat is lean, hehehehehe."