A radio caught his attention.
There were very few radios, and they were about the same size as the portable tape recorders that were everywhere on the streets more than ten years later. They seem very rare now.
I promised to get a radio for my grandfather.
"How much is this?"
"Twenty-five."
“This thing is not expensive.”
"Hey, it's just a band, how expensive can it be?"
After hearing the band, Wan Feng immediately gave up the idea of buying one for his grandfather, but...
He is not planning to take the tape recorder stuff for the time being, and he will consider it after he sells the two tape recorders at home.
This time, his main task was to find channels to obtain electronic watches.
"I need a three hundred dollar electronic watch and a tape recorder. I'll get them later. They're not needed now."
"Three hundred watches?" Fang Hongqiu was shocked by the number reported by Wan Feng. He had never had a record of selling three hundred watches at once in Bohai. The most he had sold was one hundred watches by Zhang San yesterday.
Most dealers take thirty or fifty pieces, and some even take ten or twenty pieces.
"Don't believe me? I told you, the amount I took is very large."
"Junior brother, we are very good. Family is family and money is money. Even if my father comes, I won't give him anything on credit."
This guy sometimes has a normal mind, and he thinks I'm getting something for nothing.
Wan Feng curled his lips and said, "Look at your achievements, it's as if I have no money."
He unbuttoned his pants, took out a pocket from his crotch, and pulled out two stacks of ten-yuan bills and threw them to Fang Hongqiu.
Fang Hongqiu grinned as if he wanted to avoid it, but the contradiction was that after he took the money in his hand, he put it under his nose and smelled it.
Who is it?
"Shit, it smells like urine."
"Do you want it or not? Next time you come, I'll give you the money I used to wipe my butt. See if you want it."
While talking nonsense, Wan Feng took out a wad of change from his pocket and counted out a hundred.
"Two thousand and one hundred yuan. I won't give you a penny less."
Fang Hongqiu counted money with his saliva-stained hands, looking just like a rich landlord in a movie.
"The money's been counted, so I'm going to load the goods. Give me sixty dollars for each color."
Zhang Xian came in with a bag on his back and started loading the goods.
Fang Hongqiu was very fast in picking out the goods. He picked out three hundred yuan worth of electronic watches and packed them into two backpacks in just over ten minutes. Of course, neither of them was very full, only half a bag to make it easier to carry.
After packing the electronic watch, Wan Feng picked up a radio and threw it into his bag.
"This is a free gift. I promised to buy a radio for my grandfather."
"Hey, Junior Brother, you're not paying me a penny less?"
"Hey, what the hell, I have all this stuff and you still need a broken radio? Can you leave me for lunch?"
Fang Hongqiu curled his lips and said, "You still want me to invite you to dinner? You're dreaming!"
"If you don't want to stay, forget it. I'm leaving now."
After coming out of Fang Hongqiu's house, Wan Feng breathed a sigh of relief. The most important thing about this trip to Bohai was solved, and it was perfect. The only thing left was the sewing machine.
The matter of the sewing machine is relatively not that urgent, so it would be better if I didn’t have one. Anyway, it’s enough for the house for the time being.
He had to carry the bag on his back, and Wan Feng was worried about leaving it with Fang Hongqiu.
The two of them carried their bags and took the tram to Zheng Quan's house again.
Zheng Quan had been waiting for Wan Feng to arrive and had prepared a table of food and wine. There was also a man who looked somewhat similar to him in his house, who was obviously Zheng Quan's brother.
After the two sides introduced themselves, they sat down at the table and ate and chatted.
Zheng Quan was surprised to see the bags that Wan Feng and the others were carrying: "Did you get the goods?"
Wan Feng nodded.
Zheng Quan was confused: "Did you take it from Fang Lao Er?"
"Um."
"How did you guys figure it out?"
Wan Feng laughed at himself and recounted what had happened.
"What a coincidence! You wouldn't even dare to write that in a book, right?"
"It just so happens that this Fang Lao Er is quite interesting. We have a saying among the people that the eldest brother is stupid and the second brother is cunning. Every family has a bad third brother, but the Fang family brothers are completely different."
"It doesn't matter what kind it is, as long as it's in stock, it's good. This is my brother, Zheng Yong, an ordinary worker in the assembly workshop of Qianjin Factory."
Then he introduced Wan Feng to his elder brother.
"This is Brother Wan from Hongya. Yesterday, a few scoundrels from Paoai came to trouble me, and Brother Wan and Brother Zhang saved me once."
Zheng Quan's elder brother is in the assembly workshop of Qianjin Factory? Wan Feng thinks his sewing machine has been found.
"Let's make one first." Zheng Quan raised his glass after sitting down.
The Zheng Quan brothers made one, but Wan Feng still took a sip. He wouldn't make one, let alone three or two more.
After three rounds of drinks, the conversation started.
"Brother Zheng, my family runs a clothing workshop. We have two sewing machines, but they're not enough. But tickets are so tight right now. We can't get any, even if we have the money. Does your factory have any connections to help me get a few machines?"
Zheng Yong shook his head: "Normal channels are definitely not going to work."
Wan Feng was happy. The subtext of this statement was that abnormal channels might
"What about other channels?"
"Our factory workers have some quota machines, which are used to take care of the factory workers. Each worker in the factory is entitled to a quota of one machine per year. Many of our factory workers already have them at home, so these workers give these quota machines to their relatives and friends. There are always some at the end of each year, but it's not easy to get more now. I don't dare to buy more. One or two is still possible, but I have to wait a few days."
Wan Feng couldn't tell whether this was true or not. Maybe the factory really had such a rule.
"It's the same price as your factory."
"Yeah, that's also one hundred and twenty-five yuan."
"Brother, I'll give you 130 per unit, no more than ten units are fine, but how can I contact you if you're done?"
"Don't you have a phone at work?"
Workplace? What workplace? There's no telephone in a brick factory. Hey, doesn't Zhou Bingde have a phone in his office? He also left his number with Wan Feng. Let me think about it.
Wan Feng thought for a long time and finally remembered the phone number Zhou Bingde gave him.
"If you are ready, please call this number. Once the other party answers, they will contact you for delivery. Once the delivery is completed, you can go to the school."
Zheng Yong put the phone number in his arms.
"Brother Wan, is there anything else? How can I help you?" Zheng Quan asked a little drunkenly at the end of the drinking party.
"All we have left now is to go back to Red Cliff, but there are no buses this afternoon. Can you find us a ride back?"
Wan Feng asked casually, not expecting Zheng Quan to provide any help.
"Hey! Our factory has a truck from your Hongya Transport Team coming to pick up some machinery today. It's going back around 1:30 pm. Why don't you take that truck?"
Zheng Yong blurted out something from the side.
Look at this luck, it's really bad.
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