Wang Deyin swallowed his saliva greedily and asked anxiously, "Chief Cui, how much did you pay to get in?"
"My board is 1.22X2.44 in size, and the price is 15 yuan per piece." Song Zhijun looked at Wang Deyin and spoke casually and casually.
"You bought it too cheaply." Wang Deyin said in surprise: "The wholesale price in Jinzhou is 21 yuan and we can't get it. In Wennan County, it's 24 yuan and there's still a price but no stock."
Song Zhijun's eyes flickered cunningly, and he grinned slightly, pretending to be reserved as he said, "These are military supplies. How can they be expensive? Besides, the regiment commander is my brother-in-law. Does he need to match my price? Then again, my brother-in-law is in urgent need of our Mining Bureau's supply station, and the price he offered is so low. Is it possible to ask my brother-in-law to help us for nothing? Besides, our Mining Bureau's supply station doesn't care about saving 18,000 yuan. As long as we can get the goods, it's fine."
"Chief Cui, could you spare me a thousand?" Wang Deyin pleaded. "Of course, I won't ask you to help me for nothing. You can add three or five yuan to each one, especially since I'm a self-employed person and I'm doing cash transactions, so I don't need to issue an invoice."
"This is difficult," Song Zhijun shook his head, pulled out five thousand plywood delivery notes from his pocket, and handed them to Wang Deyin, saying, "Our Tiefa Mining Bureau is desperately short of stock. Let alone five thousand, even fifty thousand would be sold out in one go. This time, I've talked my brother-in-law into contacting them in the name of the army to get a few truckloads for our Mining Bureau. Next time they send me a truckload, I'll definitely leave you a thousand, or send a truckload to Wennan County. Let's make some money, bro."
"Thank you so much, Chief Cui." Wang Deyin lovingly handed the plywood delivery note to Song Zhijun and said, "Chief Cui, we're fortunate to meet today. I'm grateful to you, my brother. I'll have many requests for your help in the future. Now, please do me a favor and go have a drink with me, Chief Cui."
"You can drink, but why should I ask Brother Wang to pay?" Song Zhijun pulled a handful of money from his pocket. It was a stack of over a hundred new ten-yuan bills. He shook them and said, "We'll reimburse you for whatever you eat. One receipt will do the trick. I can't ask you to pay for it yourself."
Although Wang Deyin was a farmer, he was very shrewd. He felt that some cadres, when asking him to do something, would shake their heads like rattles and seal their mouths. They either said that policies could not be violated or that principles could not be deviated from. However, policies were often relaxed with a wine glass at the end, and principles could be deviated with a chopstick at the end. Wang Deyin had an idea and wanted to invite Section Chief Cui to dinner and squeeze out 1,800 pieces of plywood from Section Chief Cui's delivery list, so that he could earn 3,000 to 5,000 yuan in one go.
When Song Zhijun saw the prey had taken the bait, he smiled knowingly.
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