"Director, are you kidding me? Where can we get supplies in three days?" Hu Guangyong was mad. "There are more than 10,000 people in our factory. How much meat do we need to improve the food? If you put dozens of kilograms of meat in, you won't see any splashes. Without hundreds of kilograms of meat, don't expect to see any oil."
"Then I don't care. This is your buyer's business." Director Song said unhappily, "It's better for you to go down than for me. If I go down, you won't even have a chance to turn things around. If it really doesn't work, go find Director Qian of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative. Don't you have a good relationship with him?"
The Director Qian he mentioned is the former Director Qian of the Jiaodaokou Purchasing Station. Because of his good work performance due to the help of Zeng Wangcai, he was promoted to the director of the district supply and marketing cooperative after some networking.
Hu Guangyong did not dare to neglect the matter. He left Director Song here alone to eat and drink, and went out on his bicycle to visit Director Qian.
On the way, he thought that at this critical juncture, even Director Qian could not give him so many supplies.
After much thought, he came up with a crooked idea.
More than half an hour later, Hu Guangyong invited Director Qian to a restaurant and sat down in a remote area for the conversation.
Hu Guangyong tried to probe: "Director Qian, our factory workers feel that the food is not good, and they almost caused trouble today. Can you help me get 500 kilograms of pork and 500 kilograms of fish? Let me hold on for a while. When I have recovered, I will go to the Red Star Commune to purchase their agricultural and sideline products..."
"Don't be ridiculous!" Director Qian refused without hesitation. "I'm the director of the supply and marketing cooperative, not the farm director. Even if I were, I couldn't get you so much meat at this time. Even if I searched all the purchasing stations I manage, it wouldn't work.
"Another thing is that the Red Star Commune is in a very bad situation this year. The members are almost out of work. It would be better if you asked Maihe Commune to help. Maihe Commune has a good harvest and abundant agricultural and sideline products."
"But I don't have any acquaintances in Maihe Commune," said Hu Guangyong.
Director Qian naturally wanted to beat his benefactor Zeng Wangcai, as well as Zhang Xiuzhi, the section chief at the steel rolling mill. He originally wanted to ask Hu Guangyong to ask Zhang Xiuzhi for help, but then he thought that he and Hu Guangyong were not on that level, and besides, Director Zhang from the Street Office said that Zhang Xiuzhi did not like this kind of thing.
So Director Qian didn't say this.
Hu Guangyong couldn't remember so much at once. It had been a long time since he had been against Zeng Wangcai, and Zeng Wangcai had not been in the factory for a long time.
After thinking about it, Hu Guangyong decided to use his own method. He leaned over and whispered a few words in Director Qian's ear.
"You... I don't know. I know nothing." Director Qian stood up. "I will pretend that I have never heard of this matter. You can do it yourself. I don't care. Don't drag me into it."
"Director Qian, you don't need to do anything. Just say you saw me today if anyone asks you!"
"That's fine, but I won't tell you anything else."
"That's enough!"
The next day at noon, Hu Guangyong rode in the factory's truck in a grand manner. There were a lot of things in the truck bed, but it was covered with cloth, leaving only a few tied chickens jumping around.
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