Chapter 21 The Dean is the Best Backer



Chapter 21 The Dean is the Best Backer

Modern people would think that "Purchasing Department" is a lucrative job.

You should know that there are a lot of tricks in the purchasing process. Whether the purchase price of a pound of angelica is 1 yuan or 90 cents, isn't it the buyer who has the final say?

If your purchasing agent's level is slightly raised, the price can be raised. If the purchase quantity is large, the extra money will be a huge amount.

At most, you can give your purchasing agent a 1 cent kickback for every pound of medicinal materials, and you can still make the purchasing agent rich and prosperous and become the first person in the unit to earn 10,000 yuan.

If you think so, you are totally wrong.

The era when buyers were getting rich was in the 1980s and 1990s. Who wanted to be a civil servant then? Everyone wanted to be a buyer in a company. That was definitely the golden age for buyers.

In the 1950s and 1960s, public-to-public transactions were less shady.

Of course, privately, when you go to a place to purchase, it is possible that people will treat you to a meal and give you some agricultural and sideline products, but the quantity will not be large.

After all, they can't even feed themselves, so why would they give you a few bags of rice and a few pork legs as gifts?

Besides, they don’t ask you for anything. It’s all public affairs, so just handle it impartially.

That's the best case scenario. In some places, protectionism is obvious, or a certain medicinal material is in short supply locally. The market is so small that local governments don't welcome your units from other places to purchase it, as it will affect the interests of their local supply and marketing cooperatives or hospitals.

Then the buyer had to negotiate secretly, just like the underground work in the past.

Finally, there is the issue of transportation.

There were no bank transfers in the 1950s, and dealing with herbal farmers or rural cooperatives required cash.

The purchasing agents carried several thousand or tens of thousands of yuan in cash, and one or two of them rushed to other places, crossing mountains and rivers. Did they really think that all the local heroes were dead?

There is no surveillance here and it’s not a deserted place. Who knows if the person you’re going to meet is a human or a ghost?

Money always moves people's hearts.

Okay, okay, even if everything goes well, you buyers will either have to squeeze into a train or take a truck, traveling hundreds or thousands of kilometers, not to mention the hardships along the way.

So being a buyer in the 1950s was definitely a tough job.

Lin Kucan and Jin Caifeng were both internal employees of the hospital, so they naturally knew what the purchasing agent position was, so they deliberately did not want their youngest son to go.

But Lin Sanqi didn’t understand. Isn’t this his “dream love position”?

You can often go out, without being restricted by the unit, and be free. The key is that in the process of purchasing Chinese medicinal materials from other places, there is a lot that can be done here.

Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi nodded repeatedly:

"Dean Shen, this is great. The job of a purchasing agent is more suitable for me than working in the library. I'd like to go to the purchasing department."

Jin Caifeng was anxious: "You kid, this purchasing agent's job is so hard. Didn't you see that no one in our hospital wants to work in the purchasing department?"

Lin Kucan did not try to persuade him. He was a very Buddhist person and let his children do whatever they wanted.

Dean Shen wasn't going to do this anymore. He had finally managed to get a strong laborer to do purchasing, but he couldn't just let him run away like that.

"Comrade Jin Caifeng, I have to criticize you for this. Your ideological awareness isn't even as high as Comrade Sanqi's. Do you think we're allowed to be picky about revolutionary work? If you don't go to procure, and he doesn't go to procure, then do we still need to operate our hospital? Do we still need to serve the people?"

Jin Caifeng was speechless for a moment. Some things can be thought of in one's mind, but it makes a different sound when spoken out loud.

Instead, Lin Kucan nodded gently:

"Okay, let's listen to Dean Shen. Anyway, Qizi has been wandering outside for 10 years and is still safe and sound. This shows that he is smarter and more adaptable to this society than we thought. We as parents should have confidence in him."

Dean Shen slammed the table and said, "Old Lin is right. Parents are always worried about their children. Now that the children are grown up, it's time to let go."

Jin Caifeng could only sigh when she heard this and held her son's hand, not knowing what to do.

Dean Lin quickly wrote the letter of introduction and handed it to Lin Sanqi:

"Comrade Lin Sanqi, since you've finally found a home, you might as well take this opportunity to rest for a while. After a month, take your letter of introduction to the Organization and Personnel Department and report. From now on, we'll be comrades in the trenches.

The work of the procurement department is hard, but it is very important to the hospital. Without it, our doctors wouldn't be able to prescribe medicine. It's like soldiers on the battlefield without bullets. How can we fight off the Japanese and Chiang Kai-shek?

Lin Sanqi took the letter of introduction, his heart filled with joy. He stood at attention, his chin raised high:

“…” (I won’t write down what the protagonist said)

Shen Guomin, Lin Kushen, and Jin Caifeng were so frightened that their faces changed.

Lin Sanqi then realized that this was not a university dormitory and some jokes were not allowed, so he immediately changed his expression and said:

"Just kidding, I will definitely live up to the trust and heavy responsibility of the organization. I will devote myself to my work, serve the people, contribute to the development of the motherland, and make my own contribution!"

Dean Shen wiped the sweat off his face and forced a smile.

"Okay, okay, do it well."

Coming out of the dean's office, Jin Caifeng tapped her son's forehead:

"Zizi, this workplace is different from other places. Some jokes are allowed, and some are not. Especially since you've been missing for 10 years, don't cause unnecessary trouble. Otherwise, you'll be in big trouble and won't be able to explain yourself."

Lin Sanqi nodded repeatedly. This little episode also sounded a wake-up call for him to control his mouth in this era.

Thinking of the mouth, Lin Sanqi suddenly had an idea.

He went to the purchasing department because he wanted to work freely and easily, but in this era, everything has to be done in a very rigid manner like the Terracotta Warriors, which would greatly affect his "traffic monetization" plan.

It seems that I need to find a backer in the hospital who can tolerate my misbehavior.

It seems that my cheap father is unreliable. Although he has good medical skills, he is too Buddhist in character and is of no use at critical moments.

The eldest and second brothers are too inexperienced to be his protectors.

Then Dean Shen in front of him seems to be a good candidate. Moreover, the dean is the biggest in the hospital and is also the direct leader. There is no more suitable backer than this.

But they have no relatives or friends with you, so how can they be willing to protect you?

Lin Sanqi thought for a while. The leaders of this era would definitely not accept money. Besides, money was useless. So in 1959 when the whole country was starving, what better gift could there be than food?

Lin Sanqi asked casually, "Dad, where is Dean Shen's hometown?"

"He's from Gusu."

There is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. All intellectuals who come from the land of fish and rice are gourmets and will definitely pay attention to this delicacy.

Lin Sanqi had an idea in his mind. Since his family didn't have rice to eat and there was no rice to buy at the grain station, he thought that Dean Shen's family must also have steamed buns for every meal.

So if I carry a bag of rice to someone's door, would it be considered a valuable gift?

Just do it...

(End of this chapter)

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