Ma Yunfei was startled and asked, "You harvested over 10,000 jin this morning?"
"Yeah, boss, look, there are still so many trucks outside. I estimate we can harvest 30,000 jin today."
Seeing the abbot sweating profusely from his work, Ma Yunfei quickly rode his motorcycle back to Majiawan. He ran to the small restaurant and said to Chen Yuyan, "Wife, you should quit your job at the restaurant and go work as an accountant at the purchasing agent station. Otherwise, I'm afraid the abbot will make mistakes in the accounts if he's on his own, which would be a real problem."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yuyan resigned from her job without saying a word and immediately got on her motorcycle and went to the dealership.
The director of the grain depot, with a bulbous nose, ran over and said ingratiatingly, "Station Chief Ma, quite a few people have come to deliver yams today. I sent five laborers to help you early this morning."
Ma Yunfei patted the man with the red nose on the shoulder and praised him, "Director, you're really a good person. I appreciate your kindness. Don't worry, I'll put in a good word for you with the town mayor."
"Station Chief Ma, this is what I should do. Just let me know if you need anything, and I'll be there whenever you call."
Although Ma Yunfei could rely on the town mayor's influence to make the grain depot director and the transportation team leader obedient, that power alone was not enough.
An old saying goes: To subdue people, you need to use both kindness and severity; besides severity, you also need kindness.
Ma Yunfei patted the man with the bulbous nose on the shoulder again and whispered, "Director, how much is your monthly salary now?"
"Seventy-two pieces."
"Oh, starting next month, the sales agency will pay you a salary of two hundred yuan a month."
The man with the bulbous nose stared wide-eyed, seemingly unable to believe his ears, and asked, "You're going to pay me a salary? This...is this the mayor's idea?"
Ma Yunfei shook his head and said, "To be honest, although I am only the deputy station manager of the sales station, as you have seen, the mayor's wife never shows her face and has entrusted everything here to me. As for the matter of paying your salary, only you and I know, and no third person knows."
The man with the red nose was relieved and said happily, "Brother, you're really a good friend. You're giving me three times my salary! Wow! I'm rich!"
"Hehe... It's nothing. As long as you support my sales outlet, I'll give you a raise when the business grows."
The man with the bulbous nose patted his chest and said, "Station Chief Ma, I'll talk to the staff at the grain depot later and tell them to listen to you. From now on, you'll be the second director."
Ma Yunfei was very pleased with himself; the tactic of using both kindness and severity was indeed quite effective.
He went to the transport team immediately.
The transport team only had five trucks. When the team leader saw Ma Yunfei arrive, he quickly came up to him, bowing and scraping, and said, "Station Chief Ma, you've arrived. Please have a seat."
The captain had goldfish eyes, and a hint of humility shone through his bulging eyes.
"Captain, you're quite busy."
"Station Master Ma, I'm not busy. What can I do for you?"
"Captain, I've come here for two things. First, I need to go to City A the day after tomorrow and I'll need two trucks."
With his goldfish eyes hunched over, he readily agreed, "No problem, just let me know when you need it."
Ma Yunfei patted the goldfish-eyed man on the shoulder and whispered, "Captain, your salary isn't high, is it?"
"Not high, sixty-two yuan a month."
"My God, with such low wages, how are we supposed to live? Captain, how many children do you have?"
"Hehe... I'm sorry, I had three children before the family planning policy was implemented."
"Hey! Captain, you have to support a family of five with your salary of sixty-two yuan. I'm afraid you're a little short on cash."
Goldfish Eyes sighed and complained, "I have an eighty-year-old mother who depends on me for support. There's nothing I can do but save money and make do."
"Captain, starting next month, I'm making you an employee of the sales station, with a monthly salary of two hundred yuan."
Upon hearing this, Goldfish Eyes was overjoyed and said, "Station Master Ma, you...you're really stubborn! But if I take your money, won't I be doing something wrong?"
"Hehe... I'm in charge of the sales station. I call the shots. Only I know who I pay and how much salary."
"Well...that's good. I was a little worried that if the mayor found out about this, he would..."
"I won't tell the mayor, you can rest assured. Only the two of us know about this. If you don't tell, no third person will know."
Goldfish Eyes thumped his chest loudly and said, "Station Chief Ma, you've been so good to me, I... I'm willing to be your slave. Just tell me what you need me to do."
Ma Yunfei completely won over the grain depot director and the transportation team leader, thus eliminating his storage and transportation fees.
These two expenses account for at least 30% of the profit.
In just two days, the sales station purchased 50,000 jin of first-grade yams.
Ma Yunfei ran to the post office and called the young widow's uncle: "Uncle, I've bought another 50,000 jin of yams, and I'll deliver them to you tomorrow."
“Okay, I’ve been as anxious as an ant on a hot pan these past two days. The price of yams is going up, so I’ll give you a price of one dollar and ten cents.”
The young widow was right; her uncle was indeed an honest man, without the cunning of a businessman.
"Uncle, I should be able to arrive in City A by tomorrow evening."
Ma Yunfei is reborn from thirty years in the future, and he finds it very difficult to adapt to life in 1990.
Putting everything else aside, the communication problem alone gave him a real headache.
If they had cell phones, they could contact the young widow's uncle anytime. But in 1990, let alone cell phones, there weren't even pagers in this remote town.
Ma Yunfei asked the post office staff, "Do you have pagers here?"
The staff member asked in confusion, "What is a pager?"
"It's a pager."
The staff member was even more confused and said impatiently, "Can't you speak like a normal person? What pager?"
Ma Yunfei gave a wry smile and left the post office.
The next day at the crack of dawn, Ma Yunfei and the abbot each escorted a truck to City A.
In the evening, we arrived safely in City A.
The young widow's uncle was waiting at the trade market. After the money was weighed, he pointed to a small leather suitcase and said, "There's 50,000 yuan in here. I just withdrew it from the bank."
After saying that, he took out another five thousand yuan and handed it to Ma Yunfei.
"Uncle, thank you so much. Without you, I really wouldn't know who to sell these yams to."
"Young man, go back and continue your acquisitions. I'm waiting to buy some."
Ma Yunfei trusted the young widow's uncle. He handed the small leather suitcase to the abbot and said, "You wait here. I'm going to the store and will be back in an hour. We'll head back immediately."
Ma Yunfei rushed to a store and spent 1,000 yuan to buy a suit for the town mayor.
He secretly slipped the abbot another two thousand yuan.
The abbot was startled and asked, "Boss, why did you give me all the money you earned? I... I don't need that much."
"Second brother, here you go, just take it. We're brothers, we should share the good times together."
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