Zhang Xingrong thought for a moment and said seriously, "It's about our production brigade. Don't worry, teacher. I've asked my classmates to help take notes for the classes I missed. I'll definitely memorize them well when I get back."
He Cheng recalled the feedback from teachers across various subjects: this girl had a solid medical knowledge and could answer almost any question asked. Even when she didn't understand something, she was eager to learn. She was truly a good student.
He cherished it even more: "Student Zhang Xingrong, our university has finally been restored, and you have also worked hard to get into university. I hope you can cherish this opportunity and study hard so that you can achieve great things in the future."
Zhang Xingrong nodded. "Teacher, you're absolutely right. Once you get to school, you should study hard. Don't worry, no matter what, I won't forget to study. This matter is very important, so I'll take the afternoon off."
He Cheng had no choice but to nod, "Okay, go ahead and don't fall behind on your studies."
After successfully applying for leave, Zhang Xingrong returned to the Lu family's old house to borrow Uncle Zhong's help.
She didn't know much about cars, but Uncle Zhong did. Uncle Zhong used to be the old man's driver and had received training in the army, so she wanted to find Uncle Zhong.
Uncle Zhong drove her to the toothpaste factory.
When they arrived at the toothpaste factory, the guard stopped them outside. Zhang Xingrong explained his purpose: "Hello, comrade. I am Zhang Xingrong, the director of the rattan weaving factory of Hongyun Production Brigade. I have an appointment with the comrades in your factory to buy your truck."
When the guard heard that she was the factory manager, his attitude became much better and he took them to the relevant person in charge.
The person in charge was a man in his forties or fifties. He looked at Zhang Xingrong and Uncle Zhong, and his gaze stopped at Uncle Zhong. "Are you the director of the Hongyun Knitting Factory?"
Uncle Zhong smiled: "She is."
Director Liu looked at Zhang Xingrong in disbelief. Is there such a young factory director?
Zhang Xingrong handed over her business card and smiled, "Yes, our products are now on display at the Second and Third Department Stores. If Director Liu is interested, you can go and have a look. Our factory also makes office baskets or boxes for some factories."
Director Liu smiled. He wasn't from the purchasing department, so why would he need a basket? "Our factory has two idle trucks. Take a look."
As he said that, he took the two of them to the warehouse.
Both trucks were covered in dust. Zhang Xingrong didn't understand what was going on, so she asked Uncle Zhong to check.
Uncle Zhong checked the basic performance such as the brakes and started test driving the car.
"This car can still be driven, but this one is almost scrapped." Uncle Zhong shouted.
Director Liu snorted and laughed. "I haven't driven this car many times since I bought it. It's a bit old, but it hasn't been driven for many years. What do you mean by scrapped? Director Zhang, are you interested in buying it?"
Zhang Xingrong nodded. "I really want to buy it. Our factory is relatively poor, so we can only buy used cars. Director Liu, how are you going to sell the car?"
"Seventy thousand, both of them are yours." Director Liu made a big request.
Zhang Xingrong directly held up two fingers: "Twenty thousand."
"Twenty thousand?" Director Liu screamed, "Aren't you robbing us? We spent a hundred thousand to buy this car!"
Zhang Xingrong laughed, "Director Liu, your two cars have been worn out quite a bit, and one of them is completely scrapped. How could I possibly spend 70,000 on a pile of scrap metal? If I really have to spend 70,000, I might as well add 30,000 and buy two new cars, right?"
Director Liu choked for a moment: "That can't be 20,000."
"I'll buy one for 20,000 yuan, and I won't want the scrapped one."
Director Liu was unhappy: "Even if there is only one, it's too few."
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