Chapter 513: Exchange that broken thing for a radio?

Director Lu pondered for a moment, then asked Lu Qiaoge, "Qiaoge, what do you think?"

Lu Qiaoge said, "We can divide them into three groups. The first group will be dealt with in Nancheng, the second group in Beidu, and the third group will be sent to Jiangcheng."

Director Lu's eyes lit up. This was a good idea, so he told Lu Qiaoge directly, "There's no need to consult with the higher-ups. I can make the decision directly. You can talk to Luo Ziwen. I have a phone number here. If Luo Ziwen agrees, let him call this number. We can contact him by phone for follow-up arrangements."

So, Luo Ziwen got the phone number of the Beidu Foreign Trade Office.

Even Old Luo and his wife widened their eyes in shock after hearing this, and asked their son in disbelief, "Why, you can talk to Beidu on the phone now?"

Luo Ziwen nodded reservedly: "Yes, I have already contacted her by phone. I will go to South City in half a month."

Old Man Luo was originally sitting on the sofa. Upon hearing this, he stood up suddenly: "What? You were told to go to South City? You can't go!"

Mrs. Luo also said directly: "Maybe he is just trying to coax you. If he catches you, you will never come back."

Luo Ziwen frowned. "No. The person who contacted me was Director Kong from the Foreign Trade Office. How could such a high-ranking leader do such a thing? And the middleman is Director Lu from the Xiangyang Food Factory. With her around, nothing will happen."

"So how do you do this business?"

"We'll exchange Jiangcheng's handicrafts for radios from Feixiang Electronics Group. We might also exchange them for televisions or other electronic components later."

Mrs. Luo asked from the side: "What kind of handicraft?"

How come she didn’t know that there were handicrafts in such a remote place like Jiangcheng?

If you want handicrafts, you should go to Jingdezhen or Beidu, which produce porcelain. Some cultural relics are also fine.

Luo Ziwen patiently explained, "They are handbags, cattail fans, storage boxes, vases, and so on, woven by the workers at Jiangcheng Xiangyang Handicraft Factory using corn leaves and jinjin grass."

Old Man Luo stared in disbelief and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

"It's true."

"That's it..."

"What's wrong with this?" Luo Ziwen asked in surprise.

Old Luo said angrily: "No, why should we exchange these junk for our radios and TVs, and also for the handicrafts over there?

I can make up whatever you want. Otherwise, I will hire a group of people who can make up anything for you, and you still want their stuff. Isn't this just like robbing money?

Also, you're taking corn leaves and grass leaves and daring to exchange them for our radios and televisions. Aren't you just taking you for a fool? "

Luo Ziwen frowned: "Dad, how can you say such a thing? To be honest, if it's a donation, I agree."

Mrs. Luo said angrily, "Donate? Why donate? Our Luo family earned our money through hard work, penny by penny. You can't donate it just because you say so."

Luo Ziwen looked at his parents in some surprise. Don’t most people have an unforgettable complex about their hometown?

But he felt as if his parents didn't.

"If I can make some contribution to the other side, shouldn't you be happy, Mom and Dad? That's our home. Haven't you ever thought about going back to visit one day?"

Old Luo curled his lips and said, "It's not far. What's the difference? Just like Chu Sulan's parents ran away to Jiangcheng, that's a long way from their hometown. Ours is nothing. At most, we're just from the other side of the river to the other side."

At this point, Old Luo's eyes flickered, he sighed, and continued, "If we can do something for our hometown, your mother and I will be happy, but there's no such exchange. Aren't you treating us like fools?"

Luo Ziwen didn't discuss it with them, but just told them since they asked.

In the end, you are the one who makes the decision, and no one else has the right to object.

After all, he is the chairman and controls the most shares.

But his family's lack of support also made him very upset.

"Mom and Dad, how do you want to exchange?"

Mrs. Luo said, “There are so many good things over there, but they had to use something woven from corn leaves to fool us, thinking that we don’t know the value of things and have never seen such things in Hong Kong before, so we were fooled.

We're all native to this area, so I can weave things out of corn leaves, straw sandals, and even insoles. If you really want to do business with you, you have to show your sincerity, like antiques, cultural relics, jade, even red sandalwood and huanghuali wood..."

Old Luo said, "At worst, we can exchange it for gold and silver. There are a lot of gold and silver mines across the way, and there's an oil field over in Jiangcheng. Wouldn't it be okay to exchange oil for a radio?"

At this point, Old Luo was still very proud. He patted the armrest of the sofa and said, "It's been more than ten years. Your mother and I are not completely ignorant. Besides, if you don't believe me, you can hold a meeting and ask our Luo family for their opinions. No one will agree, but if we use these things, they will definitely agree."

No one doesn't like antiques, cultural relics, jade, rosewood, gold and silver jewelry.

Luo Ziwen curled the corners of his mouth. Yes, if the other party took these things, the Luo family would definitely agree, including his parents.

But is this possible?

If he were the leader of the other party, he would never use these things to exchange for the radios and televisions of Feixiang Electronics Group.

Because this is not a necessity and is of little use to the development of the country and society.

Why should we exchange these things for such ordinary resources?

If you have the most advanced science and technology in the world, this may be possible.

But radios and televisions are very common in the world, at least they are popular in several major countries.

Luo Ziwen stood up and said, "I've already reached an agreement with the other party on this matter. You two should just live your own lives. Don't get involved in these matters, and don't say anything nonsense."

Luo Ziwen was worried, so he gave another warning before taking a bus back to the company.

But halfway through, he went to Zhen Xi again and said to her, "They have agreed to jointly build a factory with my company. It's basically the same as Director Xiao Lu's proposal, but I have a new proposal. I hope to cooperate with Director Xiao Lu in the next step."

Zhen Xi raised her eyebrows: "Could it be that they are exchanging handicrafts for radios and televisions?"

Luo Ziwen nodded.

Zhen Xi glanced at Luo Ziwen's expression and asked, "What do you think?"

Luo Ziwen waved his hand: "Of course I agree with it a thousand times. Even if I am asked to donate a batch in advance, I will agree. I still have this kind of broad mind."

"Oh, so your family doesn't agree?"

Luo Ziwen didn't say anything.

Zhen Xi gave him an idea: "Why don't you wholesale your products to me and I'll do the deal with Lu Qiaoge. I already have a very mature sales channel anyway."

Then he asked again: "Did the other party ask you to do this?"

Luo Ziwen immediately shook his head: "No, no, as long as I agree."

Zhen Xi and Luo Ziwen said, "Don't feel any pressure. If it were someone else, I wouldn't say this to them, but since it's you, I can tell you the truth. I make money from handicrafts. And it's very profitable!"

(End of this chapter)