Li Qinghe raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Director Liu, you are right. If you need any help, just tell me. I will never refuse anything I can do."
Director Liu was in no hurry to speak. He first stood up and added water to Li Qinghe's cup.
Then he complained, "Qinghe, you know that workers have a very hard life these days. They work so hard every day, but they don't have much to eat. You saw how happy the workers were when a pig came to the factory this time. So, can you help the factory get some meat?"
After saying this, he stared closely at Li Qinghe's expression.
"Director, what are you talking about? I'm just an electrician. Where can I get you meat? You should ask the meat processing factory for this matter."
Li Qinghe looked surprised and waved his hands repeatedly.
"Hey, Qinghe, don't refuse yet." Director Liu quickly comforted him and gestured for tea first. "Drink tea first, don't worry, I don't mean anything else. These days, everything is limited, and there is not enough food. As a factory director, I must consider the workers.
"The meat provided by the meat processing factory is really not enough, and I have no other way to get some meat. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to you. Please help me..."
Li Qinghe looked embarrassed, "Director, you are making things difficult for me. I don't have the ability to get meat."
Director Liu held his hand tightly and said, "Qinghe, don't worry. As long as you help, no one you don't trust will know except me. Is that okay?"
As if he knew that Director Liu had known his true intentions, the embarrassment on Li Qinghe's face disappeared. He leaned back on the sofa, took out a cigarette and lit it, "Director Liu, how did you know I had a way?"
Director Liu laughed and said, "Don't worry, Qinghe, no one knows. I just guessed it."
Of course he would not say that it was Yang Xiaodong who came to tell tales. He inferred this through his conversation with Li Qinghe and Yang Xiaodong's words.
Li Qinghe took a few puffs of his cigarette, looking a little irritated. He hesitated for a while before saying, "Okay, I have some connections and can get some supplies."
Seeing him admit it, Director Liu was delighted and quickly moved closer, saying, "Qinghe, don't worry, I will keep this a secret for you, and the price is negotiable. As long as you have the goods, the money will definitely not be less."
These days, money is not valuable, what is truly valuable is supplies.
As long as the workers can have meat to eat, they will do anything and will be absolutely obedient. If there is no meat, sorry, they won’t have the strength to do it even if they want to.
Just this time when a fat pig was delivered, the enthusiasm of the workers in the factory reached the sky, and even the production target was exceeded.
A pig only costs a few hundred yuan, but a few hundred yuan cannot buy such enthusiasm for production.
The biggest frustration these days is having money but not being able to spend it. Even a small factory like a machine repair factory with only a few hundred people is never short of money, but even if you have money in your hand, you just can't buy supplies.
"Well, you've been so good to me, I can't turn your face away. Tell me how much you want."
Director Liu was stunned. He only wanted meat and didn't think about how much he wanted. He pondered for a long time and hesitantly gave a number, "How about 300 kilograms?"
"What's the price?"
"If you don't want a ticket, how about two dollars?"
This price is fair. It is about the same price in the pigeon market, and he is buying a large quantity.
"Okay, give me three days, and I'll come and let you know the pick-up location and time."
"Oh, okay, okay."
Director Liu quickly agreed, his face full of excitement. The steel rolling mill had given him a treasure. If you don't recognize its value, don't blame me.
"Okay, that's settled. I'll notify you when the goods arrive, and you can arrange for the people to pick them up in the evening."
"Okay, okay. By the way, can we get some from the water?"
Li Qinghe scratched his head. "I really can't tell you this. I don't know. I don't usually care about pig offal. I can only go and ask. When you deliver the goods, just bring it over. But you have to give me a price."
Director Liu nodded and stroked his hairline, which was about to collapse. "How about this? As long as you bring them here, I won't sort them. I'll just lump them together. How about that?"
Li Qinghe silently estimated how many pigs a pig could get into the water, nodded and said, "Okay, that's it, I'll let you know when the time comes."
"By the way, I'll contact you this afternoon, you see..."
"You can just go and do your work in the afternoon. You don't have to come." Director Liu agreed immediately. He had not planned to assign work to Li Qinghe in the afternoon, and there were more important things to do now.
"Just your words will do."
After saying that, he said goodbye and left. Now he was here to help, not like he did in the steel mill where he would just say hello to other electricians and leave.
"Hehe, Director Liu finally fell into the trap."
Li Qinghe had a look of delight on his face. He had been revealing his flaws for Director Liu to discover, just waiting for him to not be able to hold back and ask questions.
When he first came to the factory, he showed indifference to pork, knew how to eat pork, and didn't care about meal coupons. All of this was telling Director Liu that he had no shortage of meat and that he had connections behind the scenes and could get meat.
Afterwards, he asked Nan Yi to help prepare Xiu'er's birthday meal and asked him to bring back the dishes, just to let Yang Xiaodong tell tales. The result did not disappoint him. This stupid guy really came to stab him.
In fact, Li Qinghe was a little surprised that Yang Xiaodong could come directly to Director Liu. He originally thought that Yang Xiaodong would go to find the canteen director, but he didn't expect this guy to be so aggressive.
He did this just to sell the meat. Now the space was almost full, and he couldn't eat much even if he died of fullness. He had to find a way to deal with a batch of meat. However, going to the pigeon market was too slow and could not keep up with the breeding speed of livestock. Selling it to the factory was a good choice.
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