About half a month later.
Wu Changfeng received a call from Mayor Cui, asking him to go to the city to collect the subsidy documents from the Agricultural Machinery Bureau.
For tricycles, Wu Changfeng's on-site inspection was bound to impress the provincial agricultural machinery bureau.
Wu Changfeng demonstrated not only the practicality of agricultural tricycles, but also their ability to help farmers escape poverty and achieve prosperity.
The subsidy is practically a certainty.
What surprised Wu Changfeng was that this matter was not under Mayor Cui's jurisdiction, so why was he being asked to go to his office?
If you're going to go anywhere, go to the Agricultural Machinery Bureau.
With doubts in his mind, Wu Changfeng drove to the city.
On the way, we also encountered Jiang Cheng, who was hauling goods.
The two stopped the car and chatted for a while.
Wu Changfeng asked with great interest, "So, how much money did you make today?"
With a sense of awe, Jiang Cheng lit a cigarette for Wu Changfeng: "You earned more than 20 yuan this morning. If you include the afternoon, you can easily make more than 40 yuan. It's just that you can make money sometimes and sometimes."
"That's not bad either."
Jiang Cheng chuckled: "Yes, for a disabled person like me, this is indeed a very high income, not much worse than working in a factory."
"I missed the opportunity to work at your factory back then, but I never expected to receive this tricycle as a pleasant surprise. Thank you so much!"
Wu Changfeng waved his hand: "That's not necessary. Is there anything about our tricycles that needs improvement?"
Jiang Cheng thought for a moment, "It's very good. It has enough power to haul goods. My only concern now is adding a canopy so it won't get wet in the rain. But I can find a blacksmith in the county to do that."
Wu Changfeng said, "Indeed, a bicycle shed is a good suggestion."
The two chatted for a while, and Wu Changfeng secretly memorized the details of the bicycle shed.
Extending our thinking, it's not just about carports; you can also install a radio in a carport.
This thing is only found on cars, but when you put it on a tricycle, it instantly elevates its status.
We arrived in Jiangcheng.
Arrived at Mayor Cui's office.
After pushing the door open and entering, there were several people inside.
Besides Mayor Cui, there was also a portly man and a middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses.
Mayor Cui waved his hand: "Come, let me introduce you."
"This is Wu Changfeng, the owner of Qimingxing in Chishui County."
"This is Zhang Changhe, the factory director of the city's Light Tractor Factory No. 1," Mayor Cui said to Wu Changfeng, pointing to the portly man.
Then he pointed to the middle-aged man wearing glasses: "This is Yang Chao, Director Yang, from the Agricultural Machinery Bureau."
Wu Changfeng shook hands with each person and greeted them before taking his seat.
Yang Chao carefully examined Wu Changfeng, clicking his tongue in amazement: "So young! I never expected Boss Wu to have achieved so much at such a young age. He will surely become an outstanding person in the future."
Wu Changfeng bowed modestly and replied with a smile, "Not at all, not at all, these are just small-scale operations. It's all thanks to the leadership's guidance."
Yang Chao laughed and said, "Don't be modest. You should wear your glory. I asked you to come here to handle the procedures. It should have been done at the Agricultural Machinery Bureau, but Mayor Cui wants to witness this glorious event, so I had to trouble you to come here."
Wu Changfeng grunted and nodded: "Is there no problem? Has the province approved it?"
Wu Changfeng was afraid that the Jiangcheng Agricultural Machinery Bureau would cause him trouble.
But when I think about Mayor Cui being here, he's there to support me?
But Director Yang Chao's behavior didn't seem to indicate any intention to make things difficult for him.
Yang Chao said, "It's approved. As long as you submit the documents, we can sign the contract immediately, and you can start distributing the goods according to your requirements."
Wu Changfeng was very pleased. "Thank you for your hard work, leader."
"No, no." Yang Chao said, then slapped his thigh: "Look at my memory, Mayor Cui seems to have something to say, I've already taken up your time."
Mayor Cui nodded with satisfaction. Some topics can't be brought up by one's own initiative; a qualified subordinate can quickly hand them over.
Wu Changfeng quickly asked, "Mayor Cui, what can I do for you here?"
Mayor Cui sipped his tea: "It's nothing, it's just that this sudden turn of events caught me off guard. So, are you confident in the tricycle?"
Wu Changfeng said firmly, "I don't do things I'm not sure I can do."
"That's good." Mayor Cui put down his teacup. "Actually, I shouldn't have asked you to come, but there are some things I really need your help with."
"Our city's light tractor factory is not doing well. We've been relying on subsidies from the city to pay wages."
At this point, Mayor Cui glanced at Zhang Changhe out of the corner of his eye.
Zhang Changhe's face was extremely grim; this was practically tantamount to pointing a finger at him and calling him a good-for-nothing.
Mayor Cui continued, "I'm thinking, Wu Changfeng, you have experience in the tricycle business and in selling to Americans. Could you give me some advice on what the Light Tractor Factory should do now?"
Wu Changfeng: ? ? ?
Are you kidding me?
What do I care about the factories in your city?
What else could I do but lend them money? Or do I have to acquire them?
I'm not in the mood.
My factory's production capacity is just right, so we don't need it.
Wu Changfeng tentatively asked, "Doesn't our country allow bankruptcy?"
These words created an extremely awkward situation.
Mayor Cui rolled his eyes. If there were no worries about bankruptcy, would I need to ask you?
Does that mean you're not me?
Wu Changfeng naturally understood Mayor Cui's underlying meaning.
Either help the light tractor factory find sales channels, preferably overseas.
While it's impossible for developed countries to do it, our African friends also need tractors!
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