So he took the initiative to speak:
"Is Director Meng facing some kind of problem?"
I'm really interested. I wonder if I can listen to it?
Oh, right, this is my cousin, and that's his secretary.
After hearing her explanation, Director Meng was relieved and nodded, saying:
"Yeah, I'm so happy that someone gave me some advice. Let's go upstairs to a private room to chat."
It's said that pregnant women are the smartest because they have two brains. Comrade Jiang, you now have three brains.
You'll have to help me figure something out when the time comes!
This was the first time Jiang Wenwan had heard this saying, and she couldn't help but nod with a smile.
"Okay, let's go upstairs and talk."
They went upstairs to a private room.
After sitting down, I heard Director Lou say:
"I originally wanted you to come over last time to take a look at the clinical report and understand the properties of the drug."
Later, when you didn't come, I wanted to have Shizhu send it to you, but I heard that something happened on your side, so I didn't go.
Is everything alright now?
"It's alright, it's all over now."
After Jiang Wenwan finished speaking, she turned her gaze to Director Meng.
"Did Meng Chang encounter any difficulties?"
"If it's about the grains for brewing, then I really do have a solution."
Factory Director Meng's eyes lit up when he heard her words.
"Ah, Comrade Jiang, you've hit the nail on the head right now. It's about grain for brewing wine."
Oh dear, this grain is not easy to manage!
"Our brewery is considered a state-owned enterprise, so I'm in a bind now."
Jiang Wenwan was truly presented with a timely and welcome gift.
How much food do you need?
"Maybe I can help you think of a solution."
Factory Director Meng shook his head.
"There are too many. We're seeing a foreign order that we're about to lose because of a shortage of food."
Then I'll have to pay them a penalty for breach of contract. Ugh, what a worry!
Jiang Wenwan thought for a moment and immediately said:
"If you don't give me a number, how will you know I can't get it for you?"
To be honest, I used to be a sent-down youth in Northeast China, and I knew a few people who traded grain.
They happened to have some grain on hand, and asked me to help them find a market for it.
But right now, the policy is still somewhat unclear, and I don't dare to help people find solutions casually.
I'm not a middleman, and I don't make money off middlemen, right?
Director Meng nodded repeatedly after hearing what she said.
"Yes, yes, I need at least 100,000 jin."
"Such a large quantity, could the combined output of those individuals you mentioned possibly reach that number?"
Others may not have it, but Jiang Wenwan really does have it in her space.
Rice is currently 13 cents a pound. Thinking about it, 100,000 pounds would be... 13,000 yuan.
Only their brewery could come up with that much money.
"Director Meng, you have quite a lot. I heard one of them mention it before, and it's true."
The price should be calculated at one cent per pound for 100,000 jin (50,000 kg).
only……"
Upon hearing her words, Director Meng immediately understood and said:
"How about this, I can charge him 13 cents per pound, which is the market price."
The condition is that they need to get me another 100,000 jin, making a total of 200,000 jin.
Sigh, it would be better to get an extra 100,000 jin for insurance!
Otherwise, if the grain supply can't keep up and the wine can't be produced, not only will the overseas orders be lost, but we'll also have to pay them breach of contract penalties.
The key issue is the hefty penalty for breach of contract. If I have to pay that much, I might as well quit my job as factory manager.
Jiang Wenwan nodded after thinking for a moment.
“Okay, no problem. I’ll tell them to prepare the grain, and you can just go and pick it up.”
Hearing her words, Director Meng was certain that there was that much grain, and immediately exclaimed with delight:
"This is wonderful! They can handle 200,000 jin! Wow, I've really met a benefactor on my journey."
Director Lou, you've come to the right person to discuss this matter with me.
If I hadn't asked you, you wouldn't have brought me to Guoying Restaurant, and if I hadn't come to Guoying Restaurant, I wouldn't have met Comrade Jiang.
If I don't run into Comrade Jiang, I'm afraid I'll be fired as the brewery manager!
Lou Xiao hadn't expected Jiang Wenwan to have such wide connections, even knowing someone who sold grain.
"Old Meng, don't say anything more. You're just lucky. You should treat us to dinner today. It's a good deal!"
"Hahahaha, not a bad deal at all!"
Jiang Wenwan did the math in her mind: 200,000 jin would be 26,000 yuan, which would be fine!
At this point, it's not that we have an abundance of grain and are begging them to buy it at a lower price; it's that they can't buy it.
Jiang Wenwan realized she wasn't dark enough!
If you're being a bit shady, say 15 cents. Don't underestimate that extra 20 cents; with 200,000 jin (100,000 kg), that's an extra 4,000 yuan.
Never mind, that's fine.
After the meal, Jiang Wenwan went back to inform the grain seller and arranged to pick up the grain the day after tomorrow.
Thinking of the warehouse that Jiang Mo rented, Jiang Wenwan would have to come over the day after tomorrow.
Jiang Mo and her secretary kept their heads down and ate.
They were talking about deals worth tens of thousands, and the two of them couldn't get a word in edgewise.
After they finally finished talking, on the way back, Jiang Mo asked Jiang Wenwan.
"Cousin, where did you meet someone who has so much grain?"
Jiang Wenwan glanced at him.
"Naturally, we met when we were sent to the countryside as educated youth."
Don't ask so many questions about that, just focus on making your clothes.
You can't get involved in this.
I could use your warehouse, though.
"Anyway, we've only put 1,000 pairs of jeans in there so far, and with such a large space, storing 200,000 jin (100,000 kg) of grain shouldn't be a problem."
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