"So it's okay if it takes an hour or two."
"Nobody will take it seriously."
"Don't worry, Brother Lin Sen."
"Leave this to me."
"Bang! Bang!"
The captain laughed and patted his chest.
"Okay."
Upon hearing this, Lin Sen smiled with relief.
Lin Sen knew that the captain wasn't bragging.
After all, truck drivers in the 1970s and 80s did have a very high status. Even leaders of the transportation bureau wouldn't dare to offend these truck drivers easily.
"Then you can eat and drink."
"I'll arrange it."
After saying something to the captain and Zhu Yong, Lin Sen walked out of the cafeteria and found Jiang Yannian.
"Uncle Yannian, how many bottles of beer do we have left in our inventory?"
Lin Sen handed Jiang Yannian a cigarette and asked a question.
"There are still 50,000 bottles left."
Jiang Yannian answered immediately.
"Fifty thousand bottles?"
Lin Sen pondered for a moment upon hearing this, and said, "The 30,000 bottles that Song Qiang ordered today will be taken from our inventory. You can arrange for someone to load them onto the truck."
"Then the remaining 20,000 bottles need to be sold as soon as possible."
"We're stocking up on the new Dongshan beer that's been produced recently."
Lin Sen said, "Uncle Yannian, I'll give you half a month."
"Within half a month, you must sell all of these previously produced 500ml bottles of Dongshan beer."
"After all, once our 618ml Dongshan Beer, which offers more for the same price, is sold to the public..."
Lin Sen said with a wry smile, "These are 500ml bottles of the old Dongshan beer."
"They definitely won't sell!"
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