Chapter 370 Divergence
Xiao Feng and Liu Wei were speechless as they looked at the stack of over six hundred yuan, not a penny less.
The first batch of goods cost over six hundred yuan. How can you not earn several thousand yuan a year?
This is incredible!
After the signatures were completed, the money was counted, and the business was done, everyone exchanged a few pleasantries and was about to leave when Song Lubai patted her head and said, "Look at me, I almost forgot in my haste. Brother, I specially brought you a bottle of radish strips this time. I just made them a couple of days ago. I was thinking of coming to see you before I left on business, so I made them especially for you."
Under everyone's gaze, Song Lubai took out a jar of radish strips from her cloth bag, which looked incredibly tempting.
Song Hai had already finished the half-jar of radish strips he had been eating, and he was thinking about them now.
The radish strips that Song Lubai gave him were the most flavorful he had ever eaten; other pickled vegetables just didn't taste quite right.
Song Hai accepted it without ceremony, "Then I won't stand on ceremony with you. Also, when the season comes, I'll have to order a batch from you in advance."
Song Lubai smiled and said it was no problem, and told him to keep all the canned food jars she had brought, so she could take them with her next time she came.
After Song Lubai and the other three left, the accountant looked at the glass jar and said, "Look how happy you are, is it really that delicious?"
Song Hai put the canned food jar into the drawer, saying, "It tastes even better than meat."
When there's no meat to eat, these radish strips taste even better than meat!
The accountant was even tempted to try a couple of bites when he smacked his lips and said, "Is that a relative from your hometown village? He seems like someone who can get things done."
Song Hai said, "Don't let her young age fool you, she's quite shrewd."
The tone wasn't one of dislike, but rather one of appreciation.
He was more willing to associate with relatives like Song Lubai than with poor relatives who constantly needed help.
When discussing serious matters, address him as "Director," and once the business is over, call him "Brother." This level of perceptiveness is something few others possess.
Song Lubai and her group of four ate dirt on the road for seven days before finally arriving in Shicheng, covered in dust and dirt.
Recently, there has been a lot of sandstorm. When Song Lubai was in the 16th Regiment, she felt that the air was so dirty that she couldn't breathe. However, when they drove into the Gobi Desert and sat in the back of the truck facing the sandstorm, they realized how terrifying the sandstorm in the Gobi Desert was.
The wind gathered sand and dust, forming a thick, orange-red sand curtain in the sky. Every breath you took was filled with the smell of sand and dust. In the worst areas, visibility was reduced to less than ten meters. Fearing getting lost, the driver kept stopping and starting along the way. What should have been a three-day journey took seven days.
Several people vomited after getting off the bus.
They hadn't eaten or slept well on the way, and the wind had covered them in dust, making their faces look sallow.
Song Lubai brought a small jar of radish strips, but didn't eat any on the way. In the past few days, she had only eaten a few dry biscuits and drunk some water. When she got off the bus, her legs and feet were swollen, and her body felt weak in waves.
Song Lubai was fairly familiar with Shicheng. In less than a year, a few more houses had been built in Shicheng, but the city had not changed much in general.
She led the four people to a guesthouse near the supply and marketing department, where they booked two rooms.
After tidying up and putting away my luggage, it was already dark.
This time, the group only had a limited number of national food coupons for them, so they had to eat sparingly. They bought a few multigrain pancakes at the restaurant and drank some hot water, which solved their breakfast problem.
Song Lubai had the national food coupons that Wei Yang had given her in her pocket, but since everyone was together, she couldn't eat alone and could only share the pancakes with everyone else.
After breakfast, the four of them headed straight to the cotton mill.
Song Lubai knew Secretary Gao's secretary at the cotton mill. After Ma Song got into trouble, Comrade Pei Youfu became Secretary Gao's secretary.
Yang Xiue, Xiao Feng, and the other two had dressed up specially for the day, but as they looked at the workers coming and going inside the cotton mill and the people walking on the street, they suddenly had the illusion that they were country bumpkins.
As far as the eye could see, the 16th Regiment was all dirt roads, without even a decent street. As people who worked in government offices, Xiao Feng and Liu Wei had always had a sense of superiority, but when they suddenly arrived in Shicheng, a big city, they suddenly became a little reserved. They subconsciously wanted to rely on Song Lubai, who had "made it" in Shicheng before.
"Comrade Song, you used to work in the supply and marketing department, so you must have dealt with many units of all sizes."
Song Lubai nodded and said, "I know the factory director's secretary. Get the national grain coupons ready, and I'll borrow some meat coupons. We have to treat everyone."
"You three wait here. I'll go find someone first and see if I can get in touch with them."
Xiao Feng said, "Comrade Song, how can you do things like this?"
Song Lubai said, "You want to get someone to do something without even mentioning anything? You're dreaming. If you want a discount, you have to build a relationship with them. Don't be stingy with a few pennies."
Xiao Feng frowned and said, "What do you mean by 'a pittance'? Our regiment isn't well-off to begin with. If we're going to talk business, we should talk business properly. What you're doing is just messing around and using public funds for eating and drinking!"
Song Lubai turned around and asked, "So what do you want?"
She was getting a little impatient.
Does Xiao Feng even realize that they are the ones asking for help now, and that fabric is a scarce commodity? Logically speaking, the 16th Regiment shouldn't be qualified to bypass their level and directly approach the cotton mill to purchase goods.
Xiao Feng said in a serious tone, "We should go and talk to the person in charge of the cotton mill's supply and marketing department about the price."
Song Lubai nodded and said, "Alright, from now on, we'll take a two-pronged approach. You and Yang Xiue will go together, and Liu Wei and I will go together. You two go first to the factory to find the leaders in the supply and marketing department. We'll wait for your news today. If you don't succeed, then we'll try my method."
Xiao Feng hesitated.
When he arrived in an unfamiliar place, he felt uneasy and didn't know what to say.
As for Yang Xiu'e…
Yang Xiu'e didn't want to work with Xiao Feng.
She felt that Xiao Feng was unreliable at all; he would only argue with them and would never solve any problems.
Xiao Feng didn't want Song Lubai to look down on him, so after hesitating for a moment, he nodded in agreement.
He straightened his back, determined to make Song Lubai look at him with new eyes after he got things done.
Yang Xiu'e glanced at him with concern, then looked to Song Lubai for help.
Song Lubai gave a thumbs-up, "Sister Xiu'e, when we're out and about, no matter what, we have to keep a strong presence."
Yang Xiue nodded, then straightened her back, mentally prepared herself, and went inside with Xiao Feng.
Song Lubai didn't wait for the two of them at the factory gate; instead, she went back to the guesthouse with Liu Wei first.
At the entrance of the guesthouse, Song Lubai said, "I'm going to borrow some meat coupons and grain coupons from my old friends. You can wander around as you like, but don't go too far, or I'm afraid you'll lose them."
Liu Wei didn't expect her to be so casual in her work, but compared to Xiao Feng, Liu Wei inexplicably felt that Song Lubai seemed to be someone who could get things done.
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