The next day, Lin Chen invited Luo Guangming to go to the countryside again.
He picked out five of the most beautifully colored bundles from the ten bundles of cloth and tied them to his bicycle.
Before leaving, she asked Jiang Ning to find the Zhongshan suit, trousers, and leather shoes she wore at her wedding, as well as the Shanghai leather bag she had bought and treasured at home.
"Brother Chen, are you really going to sell Dacron fabric to the supply and marketing cooperative? Will they even buy it?"
Luo Guangming was filled with trepidation throughout the journey.
Lin Chen pedaled the bicycle very fast. "You'll see when the time comes. Remember to do as I say and cooperate with me."
The two arrived near the supply and marketing cooperative. Lin Chen asked Luo Guangming to do the preparations, while he took the clothes he had prepared in advance and went into a corner.
When he came out, he had become a middle-aged man with a dark complexion.
He was also carrying a briefcase, looking every bit like a government official.
When Luo Guangming returned after finishing his business, he exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Chen, you really look like a cadre."
Lin Chen felt it wasn't quite right, so he took out another cigarette from his pocket and asked Luo Guangming for a light.
Local men often carry cigarettes with them when they go out, offering one to anyone they meet.
Lin Chen only sends the cards to others; he doesn't smoke them himself.
Luo Guangming would occasionally smoke a cigarette and always carried matches with him.
Once the cigarette is lit, you hold it between your fingers, and your imposing manner immediately comes through.
Luo Guangming quickly gave him a thumbs-up and then gestured for him to proceed.
"Minister Lin, please."
Lin Chen smiled and led Luo Guangming toward the supply and marketing cooperative.
With one hand behind his back and a cigarette in the other, he strode in, immediately attracting the attention of the sales clerk.
"Comrade, who are you?" The saleswoman, who was usually indifferent, greeted him warmly this time.
Lin Chen simply stood there smoking, not saying a word. After a two-second pause, Luo Guangming stepped forward and said:
"Don't ask questions unless it's important. Call your director over here."
"Hey!" The man quickly ran backstage.
If someone dared to say they wanted to see the director, they would definitely be ridiculed.
Soon, a middle-aged man ran out with a smile and waved to Lin Chen.
With Lin Chen's outfit, who wouldn't be intimidated?
"My surname is Zhang. May I ask who you are?" He led Lin Chen to the office behind the counter, made tea, and asked cautiously.
It was Luo Guangming who spoke again:
"Director Zhang, right? This is Minister Lin. He's in a meeting in the township these past few days. A relative of Minister Lin brought some Dacron fabric from the south and wants to find a supply and marketing cooperative to cooperate with."
As he spoke, Luo Guangming opened the white cloth bag in his hand, revealing brightly colored Dacron fabric inside.
Director Zhang was stunned. The fabric was too beautiful. He had seen it when he went to the county town to buy goods, but the supply was limited and he could never get a chance to buy it.
At this time, supply and marketing cooperatives also had to purchase materials on their own.
Some supplies were allocated from higher levels.
For some in-demand items, the manager has to lead the purchasing staff to run around everywhere.
The product is good, but the timing is wrong. He expressed his concerns:
"It's so cold outside, I doubt anyone would buy it even if it went on the shelf!"
Moreover, he also had some doubts in his mind; he hadn't seen the other party's work ID yet, so it wouldn't be easy to cooperate.
After taking a sip of water, Lin Chen slowly put down the cup and spoke to Luo Guangming:
"Secretary Luo, I only came here because this is your hometown. It seems Director Zhang doesn't want to cooperate. Let's go, I have a meeting to attend!"
As soon as he spoke, he immediately conveyed several messages.
Having a secretary proves the official's position is not low; the fact that he only came here as a secretary shows he has a stable mindset and isn't in a rush to sell...
Director Zhang quickly stopped them.
"Minister Lin, please wait a moment. Let's discuss the details of our cooperation."
He's pushing away materials that are so hard to get, it's like letting a fat sheep escape.
Upon hearing this, Luo Guangming immediately put on a wary expression and told him to close the door.
"Since that's the case, I'll make it clear in advance: cash on delivery, no questions asked."
As for selling the goods, I can provide guidance and guarantee that you'll sell them within two hours.
Director Zhang perked up when he heard this. Who wouldn't want to make money for free if he could help sell the goods?
Soon, the two parties reached an agreement, and Lin Chen sold 250 feet of cloth to the supply and marketing cooperative for two yuan.
After the transaction was completed, Lin Chen left, leaving Luo Guangming in the store to provide guidance.
Director Zhang did as he was told, setting up a table at the entrance, and then a salesperson started hawking their wares through a loudspeaker.
"Off-season sale! The most popular Dacron fabric in Guangzhou sells for three yuan in the city, but we only charge two yuan and fifty cents."
That saleswoman usually sits and waits for customers to come in, answering their questions one by one, and rolling her eyes when she's unhappy. When she first started saying these things, her face looked unnatural, and her voice was barely audible.
Luo Guangming simply grabbed the megaphone and started shouting himself.
Since Brother Chen has entrusted him with this task, he must do it well.
Today, he's going all out.
At first, he stumbled over his words, but he got better and better at it.
The entire street was drawn to his voice.
"Oh, it's Dacron. I've been looking forward to buying this fabric for so long. Young man, give me five feet."
An older woman picked up a piece of fabric and gestured with it in an exaggerated manner.
Luo Guangming nudged her with his elbow and whispered in her ear, "Auntie, tone it down, this is too much."
Her eyes almost popped out of her head.
The woman chuckled awkwardly and continued, "Hurry up and measure me."
The sales clerk next to her quickly took a ruler, then cut the fabric with a single snip of the scissors.
The woman paid at the counter, took the payment slip, exchanged the slip for the fabric, and left.
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