Li Weidong went to the brigade headquarters, met up with Secretary Liu and Zhao Honghui, borrowed bicycles from the brigade headquarters, and the three of them set off together.
Upon arriving at the Red Flag Commune, Zhao Honghui went to the transport team first and told the two of them to report to Director Cao.
Soon after, the two stood in the commune director's office.
Party Secretary Liu first brought up the matter that Director Cao was most concerned about: "Director, we have already asked Xie Zhiqing. She has also looked at many methods for making candied fruit. Once the trial is successful, we can increase the variety of products."
"Very good, but just to be on the safe side, you shouldn't expand too much at the beginning." Director Cao was very pleased, but he was a little worried that the cadres of Qingshantun would be inexperienced and have unrealistic expectations.
Party Secretary Liu hurriedly said, "We'll just organize a few people to do it at first, and then expand when the business volume increases. The team leader's idea is to focus on making good sour pear preserves now, and then start formal production next year."
"That's fine. The roads will be blocked by heavy snow in winter, so we can't deliver them even if we make them. How's the sour pear preserve going?"
Li Weidong handed over the plan with both hands, "Director Cao, this is the plan, please take a look."
Director Cao took the book, opened it, and read it carefully. After reading it, he asked a few questions, which Li Weidong answered one by one.
"Very good, the packaging, pricing, sales channels and other aspects have been considered very thoroughly."
Party Secretary Liu: "Then, Director, shall we go and negotiate with the various units now?"
"Go."
After leaving, Party Secretary Liu and Li Weidong went to the transportation brigade first.
After Zhao Honghui finished his work, the three of them went to their first stop—the supply and marketing cooperative.
Upon arriving at the supply and marketing cooperative, perhaps because the commune director had given prior notice, Director Zhou, who had been informed of their arrival, warmly received them.
Li Weidong took out a jar of small dried fruit and half a pound of large dried fruit, and asked President Zhou to try them.
After receiving affirmation, he offered two solutions.
"One option is to have our dried fruit sold on consignment with you, and you'll receive 3 yuan per month. The second option is to buy directly from us and sell it yourself."
"This can of dried fruit weighs one pound and is priced at two cents, but we'll give it to you for nine cents. The larger fruits in this bag will be sold loose for one cent per pound, and we'll give it to you for nine cents."
How long do these dried fruits last?
"You can try a small amount first, for four months."
After a moment's thought, President Zhou said, "In that case, the canned goods will cost 15 cents, and the bulk goods will cost 7 cents, 100 catties of each."
"Eighteen cents for canned goods, eight cents for bulk goods, that's the lowest I can go." Li Weidong only conceded one step.
President Zhou feigned displeasure: "You young man, you won't give an inch."
"It's not that I don't want to lower the price, it's just that our production team worked overtime to make it. If the price is too low, we won't be able to explain it."
"Alright, let's do it your way. One hundred each. When can you deliver them?"
"We can deliver the bulk fruit to you tomorrow, and the canned fruit will be delivered in five days."
President Zhou readily agreed to the order: "Okay! I'll have Xiao Sun write you the order. You'll need to pay one-third of the deposit first."
"Thank you, President Zhou. It's a pleasure working with you!"
"It's a pleasure doing business with you!"
After finishing their business, President Zhou suddenly looked at Zhao Honghui and said, "Honghui, when do you have time to come over for a visit? Your auntie often talks about you!"
Zhao Honghui smiled and said, "Uncle Zhou, after you've calmed down a bit, please give my regards to your wife."
Okay! Don't forget!
"Absolutely not."
After leaving the supply and marketing cooperative, Party Secretary Liu praised Li Weidong: "Li, you did a good job. You should be the main negotiator for the other units."
"Not at all, it's mainly because President Zhou knows Brother Honghui." Li Weidong said modestly with a smile, glancing at Zhao Honghui, surprised by Zhao Honghui's extensive network of connections.
Zhao Honghui immediately declined, saying, "It has nothing to do with me."
Subsequently, they raided the three major factories under the jurisdiction of the Red Flag Commune: a timber mill, a cement plant, and a pig farm, and successfully secured orders for employee benefits.
The lumber mill and cement plant each ordered 400 cans, while the pig farm, with fewer workers, ordered 200 cans. A total of 1000 cans were ordered, and a deposit of over 60 yuan was received.
It was already evening when Zhao Honghui said, "You all go back and tell the captain that I have something to do."
Li Weidong guessed that he was going to the brick factory. He wanted to go with him, but he also wanted to tell the team leader about the order as soon as possible.
Before he could make a decision, Zhao Honghui simply lifted his long legs, pedaled his bicycle, and rode away.
Half an hour later, at the Qingshantun Production Brigade.
The brigade leader had been anxiously waiting all day, and finally the secretary and the others returned.
When Accountant Li arrived, Li Weidong explained the details of the order and the deposit, and then handed over the deposit of more than seventy yuan to Accountant Li.
Accountant Li was taken aback and quickly took out a pen, notebook, and abacus, placing them on the table to start calculating.
The captain laughed heartily: "It's done! With these orders, our dried fruit will be profitable."
Back then, in a decent production team, ten centimeters was worth two cents, while in a poor one it was worth less than one cent. In Qingshan Village, it was worth about one cent.
He risked delaying work by arranging for people to pick dried fruit, and he had been feeling uneasy all this time. Tonight, he can finally get a good night's sleep.
*
On the other side, Xie Yuyao and Yang Shumei did not delay going home like yesterday. They were tired this morning, so they went home as soon as they finished work.
As the two were discussing what to have for dinner, Yang Shumei suddenly stopped.
Xie Yuyao followed her gaze and saw a tall man leaning against the wall outside the educated youth compound, with a load of firewood next to him. It was Zhao Jianbin.
"Yang Zhiqing! You're finally back!" Zhao Jianbin also spotted Yang Shumei and quickly walked over to her.
Yang Shumei scolded, "Didn't I tell you not to chop firewood?"
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