Xu Damao approached Han Daxi at the building materials factory, hoping he could send the factory's truck to the auto repair shop for repairs. However, Han Daxi unexpectedly asked for help with something else.
"Da Mao, you're quite the capable person now," Han Daxi said seemingly out of the blue.
"Brother, just tell me what's wrong. I'll definitely do anything I can for you. Don't look at me like that, it's creepy."
Xu Damao was a little scared by the other party's words and eyes; this favor might not be so easy.
"Hehe, what's a big deal for others is a small matter for you, Xu Damao. It's definitely easy to handle. Here's what we'll do: if you agree to my offer, I'll introduce you to a few other car repair shops that serve your vehicles," Han Daxi tempted.
"Brother, just pretend I didn't come today. Let's get together again in a few days, and I'll treat you to drinks." Xu Damao picked up his bag and left.
With the other party investing so heavily, how much profit would they need to make to break even? Xu Damao dared not think about it, nor did he want to. He decided to leave first.
Seeing that Xu Damao was really going to leave, Han Daxi immediately stood up and blocked him, grabbing Xu Damao's clothes and refusing to let go. If this scene were witnessed by someone who didn't know the situation, they could easily imagine countless bloody and violent scenes.
“Don’t go yet. Listen to me first, and then we’ll see how things go before you decide. It’s not that I’m forcing you, but our factory manager assigned this task to me, and that’s when I thought of you,” Han Daxi said.
It turns out, the problem stemmed from the vehicles. The district building materials factory was considered a large factory in the district, with several hundred employees and leaders at the division level. However, apart from a few dilapidated trucks, the factory had no other vehicles, not even a single sidecar.
Previously, the factory director was a man who had lived through the revolutionary era and could endure hardship. He always rode a bicycle to and from work and to meetings. Everyone did the same, and it was commonplace. Besides, in those days, owning a bicycle was considered quite remarkable.
But one day at a meeting, the factory manager of the building materials factory noticed that the director of the district supply and marketing cooperative had arrived in a sidecar motorcycle, instantly becoming the most eye-catching person in the meeting room. The key point is that afterwards, the director of the supply and marketing cooperative kindly brought the factory manager back with him.
This really piqued the interest of the building materials factory manager. It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. All he could think about was his sidecar tricycle. Later, he found out that the tricycle had been purchased from Hongdu.
The supply and marketing cooperative has a professional advantage; they specialize in procurement, making it convenient for them to go to Hongdu (Beijing), and they also have procurement quotas. The district building materials factory only sells building materials within the district, not even outside Beijing, and besides, they don't have car purchase quotas.
But the desire in his heart grew wildly like weeds, and he couldn't stop it. Later, the factory director handed the matter over to Han Daxi, who was in charge of handling the matter.
Recently, Han Daxi hasn't done anything else but try to buy a sidecar motorcycle. But without a license plate quota, what can he do? He can only wander around aimlessly like a headless fly. One day, he wandered over to the Xiangyang area of the branch office.
When Han Daxi saw the rows of sidecar motorcycles parked on Lu Xiangyang's side, he almost knelt down and called Lu Xiangyang "Dad." These were the vehicles their factory manager had been longing for, the very things Han Daxi had been yearning for.
These vehicles are all used by the branch office for combating crime. The branch office itself doesn't have enough, and sometimes they have to borrow from large factories in the jurisdiction. Where would they get extras? Besides, if they were given to a building materials factory, Lu Xiangyang's rank wouldn't be high enough to make the decision.
Finally, unable to bear Han Daxi's pestering any longer, Lu Xiangyang pushed the matter to Xu Damao, saying that Xu Damao had recently purchased two vehicles and had accumulated several more.
Before Xu Damao arrived, Han Daxi was thinking about how to talk to Xu Damao about this matter, but he didn't expect Xu Damao to come to him directly.
"Damn it, that bastard Lu Xiangyang, how could I possibly handle this? Brother, you'll have to find someone else to help. I'm really powerless to do anything about it," Xu Damao complained.
The transportation department has the vehicles, but they can't just give them directly to the building materials factory. Even if he agreed, Secretary Yang couldn't. Besides, if this door is opened, all the vehicles from the steel rolling mill could be taken by someone else. At that point, all sorts of higher-level units and partner factories would come knocking.
"Da Mao, you have to help your brother with this. The factory manager has assigned me to handle this matter, and he said I can go back the day it's done."
"If this doesn't get better soon, I suspect I'll have to step down as office director," Han Daxi said with a bitter laugh.
But it's not impossible. In a workplace, there are always countless eyes watching a single position, and once there's the slightest disturbance, those watching from the shadows will begin to act.
Seeing Han Daxi's pitiful state, Xu Damao was also thinking about how to help. He couldn't touch the company's own vehicles, so he could only set his sights on vehicles belonging to other companies.
“I do have an idea, you can see if it works. I can help you put together a car, but it has to be a scrapped car. Here’s what we’ll do: you go out and try to find some scrapped cars, and I’ll put together the car for you,” Xu Damao said.
"But where are the cars? Lu Xiangyang said he took away all the wrecked cars from their place, so I can still find some over there," Han Daxi asked.
“Our district branch doesn’t have any, but you can try to find a solution at other branches. There’s also the municipal bureau and the military. There’s always a way. Besides, there’s a shortage of building materials everywhere right now. You can’t be sitting on a gold mine without realizing it,” Xu Damao suggested, offering a terrible idea.
“I told you Da Mao, you have a way. Yes, I can look for other branches or the military. They have a lot of cars there. Maybe one day I can find a beat-up car and I'll be rich.”
Recently, quite a few companies have been contacting us about building materials, and some have even gone so far as to speak with the factory manager. I'll check with those companies to see if any of them own cars; if so, I'll talk to them.
Xu Damao's suggestion broadened Han Daxi's thinking. He realized that if the companies urgently needing building materials didn't have them, they could try to find other companies to provide them.
"Come on, Damao, you're a hero to us. Let's eat at our company cafeteria today. The food here isn't as good as what you get at the steel rolling mill, but it has its own unique flavor."
I'll take care of everything for you.
Feeling a huge weight lifted off his shoulders, Han Daxi finally remembered that his good brother was still waiting for him to do something.
Later, since it was time for dinner, Xu Damao suggested inviting Lu Xiangyang over. Lu Xiangyang was from the Municipal Bureau and had connections within the system; Han Daxi would inevitably need Lu Xiangyang to introduce him to people he knew when getting things done.
Hearing what Xu Damao said, Han Daxi realized what was going on and immediately asked someone to contact Lu Xiangyang.
After Xu Damao had been running around outside for a while, the auto repair group's business truly flourished. At that time, it was a planned economy, and there was no such thing as "more work, more pay," but the increased business also allowed the auto repair group's workers to better hone their skills and abilities.
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