When Qian Shulan returned home, Deng Xingming also had some thoughts about this matter.
"You mean you want your sister to go to college?" Qian Shulan was a little surprised.
Deng Xingming was a little embarrassed. "Yun Ping was admitted to university before, but her adoptive parents hid the admission letter. Yun Ping has always been upset about this. I thought it would be better to let her fight for it once."
Qian Shulan lowered her head and thought carefully. Don't say this is really feasible.
Deng Yunping has a strong character. She has suffered so much in the Deng family, but she has not changed for the worse. If she had chosen someone else, Qian Shulan might have worried that the other person would go along with those people, but not Deng Yunping.
After careful consideration, Qian Shulan actually felt that Deng Yunping was the most suitable candidate. "This is feasible, but there are so many people in our production team, she may not be selected."
This is not ten years ago, there are still many high school graduates in Wangjia Village. She is not completely sure.
Qian Shulan thought for a moment and then said, "Why don't you ask Yunping what she thinks first? If she wants to go to college, I will try my best to help her."
Deng Xingming was overjoyed when his mother agreed. "Thank you so much, Mom!"
If his mother agrees to this, then it's nine out of ten times a sure thing.
Looking around Wangjia Village, is there anyone more capable than his mother
Seeing that he seemed to be quite confident in himself, Qian Shulan couldn't help but pour a bucket of cold water on him, "This matter hasn't even started yet, you must not give Yun Ping too much hope."
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
Deng Xingming was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, "Mom, with your current status, isn't this easy?"
Qian Shulan didn't blame him for not understanding the countryside. In the countryside, people are all about relationships.
Whoever can contribute more to everyone and has a good reputation will be chosen. Of course, if you have children at home, you will definitely choose your own.
She explained it to him bit by bit, "Because everyone in the county has opinions about me raising chickens."
Deng Xingming was a little confused, "No way, mother, haven't you already opened a food factory?"
Qian Shulan shook her head helplessly, "You are too naive. In the countryside, the members have little knowledge. They don't recognize the contract, they only recognize the money they get. We signed a contract with Hong Kong, but the deposit is in the China Trade Center. I haven't received a penny."
Deng Xingming was really dumbfounded this time. If this was the case, would Yun Ping still have a chance to win
After all, he had lived in the countryside for several years, so he naturally knew that the only secret for Yun Ping to win was that "she is Director Qian's daughter."
If this factory director is no longer loved by the members, will anyone still vote for Yun Ping
Deng Xingming was really panicked, "Mom, what should I do?"
Qian Shulan sighed slightly, "What else can I do? Of course I have to let everyone see the real money as soon as possible!"
Because of limited materials, she can only take small orders now.
But the list of applicants for the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University would be submitted in August, so she couldn't wait until the Autumn Fair.
Therefore, if she wanted Yun Ping to win, she had to show everyone the money as soon as possible. Only when she brought benefits to everyone would others respect her again.
Deng Xingming thought about it over and over but couldn't come up with a good solution.
But Qian Shulan thought of it in a flash, and said a few words to Deng Xingming, who brightened up and said, "This is a good idea. It will definitely work."
Qian Shulan also thought this was a good idea, which was called making the best use of things.
Deng Xingming smiled again, looking extremely relaxed.
Seeing that his complexion had recovered, Qian Shulan asked tentatively, "You are also a high school student, don't you want to go to college?"
Deng Xingming curled his lips subconsciously, "I'm not going!" Seeing his mother looking at him, he blushed with shame and whispered, "When I took the high school entrance exam, I took it twice before I was admitted."
Qian Shulan looked at him incredulously, "Your grades are not good?"
My dear mother exposed it so bluntly! Deng Xingming was a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly and said with a stiff face, "Yes. Even if I go to college, I probably won't understand it. Let's not waste this place."
Qian Shulan nodded in agreement, "You are quite self-aware." Seeing Deng Xingming's face stiffen, she added, "You are much better than those ignorant people out there."
Deng Xingming also knew that many of the educated youth were junior high school graduates who also wanted places in the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University. It was indeed quite unreliable.
The next morning, when Qian Shulan was about to leave home, she heard Qian Minghua coming over in a hurry.
When he got there, he got straight to the point, "Aunt, let me tell you, there are 56 people in our production team who meet the requirements. Including the nine people at the educated youth site, there are 65 people in total."
There are quite a lot of them. Qian Shulan felt particularly heavy-hearted. She took the list from Qian Minghua and glanced at it.
Not only Deng Yunping is included here, but also Deng Xingming and even Zhengkang.
More people means more confidence. Qian Shulan didn't say to cross out the other two. She returned the list to him and said, "Okay! Let's vote after the summer harvest. The work in the fields is so heavy now, so quickly arrange for people to go to the fields to pull weeds."
Now was the time when weeds were growing wildly, and some people in their production team needed to hatch chicks. It was not easy to gather everyone together. This matter was not urgent.
Qian Minghua nodded in agreement, "Of course, nothing is more important than crops."
As he said this, he strode out with the list in his hand.
When Qian Shulan was riding her bicycle past the village entrance, people were a little surprised to see the sack of things on the back of her bicycle.
Liu Yueqin came out of the chicken farm after feeding the chickens and was about to rush back to the fields. She saw Qian Shulan actually going out and asked, "What are you doing?"
Qian Shulan pointed in the direction of the food factory and said, "I haven't made any money. I couldn't sleep at night, so I thought about finding a way out."
Liu Yueqin slapped her thigh and said, "I told you that you are stupid. You can wait until the summer harvest is over before looking for a way out. If you look for it now, won't you earn work points?"
Even though Qian Shulan is the factory director and earns a lot of work points every day, she is also a hard-working person.
Basically, they would go to the fields to earn work points.
She is in good health, so bending down to pull weeds is an easy task for her.
But now the situation has changed. Qian Shulan pulled Liu Yueqin's hand aside and said, "I have no choice. The food factory has not made any money. I think everyone thinks something is wrong with me."
This is true. In the past, people would call her "Auntie" all the time. Now, three out of ten people will pretend not to see her when they see her.
Of course, these people are all young people who can't keep things to themselves, so they act like they're a little bit petty.
For example, older people will not embarrass others in person even if they are dissatisfied.
Liu Yueqin patted Qian Shulan's heart, and felt sorry for her. When she helped you make money, she praised you, but when you lost money, she kept blaming you. "You are right. Then go quickly."
Qian Shulan smiled and said, "You still understand me."
Liu Yueqin looked at the sack behind her, "You have all those things here, right?"
Qian Shulan nodded in agreement, "Yes, we have to let them have a taste."
"Too!"
Qian Shulan rode away on her bicycle.
Liu Yueqin watched from behind and sighed heavily. The woman who was bothered by the gossip came over and asked, "Where is the factory director doing?"
Liu Yueqin rolled her eyes and repeated what Qian Shulan had just said.
After her exaggeration, Qian Shulan became a good person who was misunderstood by everyone but desperately wanted to give everything for everyone.
The man was so moved after hearing this that he said, "Aunt is so kind. She doesn't even work but goes around looking for sales channels. It's really not easy."
The man went to the field and told his family about it. They all looked impressed.
We are all from the countryside, we don't fight for bread, we fight for our reputation, and when we are misunderstood, we just want to save our face. Everyone understands and is very grateful.
When Qian Shulan arrived in the county town, she went directly to the department store to find Fang Yonglin.
Fang Yonglin is the purchasing manager of the department store.
She thought about it and realized that if she wanted to break into the market, the only way was to sell to various provincial capitals.
Small cities like county towns require too little and it is not worth the trouble. But it is different in provincial capitals.
After all, her own strength is limited, so it is better for her to make use of other people's existing manpower to help with sales.
After hearing what his mother-in-law wanted to say, Fang Yonglin thought about it carefully and said, "Mom, if I agree to your request personally, it will be considered speculation. If the food factory cooperates with our department store, it will be public to public."
Qian Shulan knew what he meant, "Okay, go talk to your manager now."
Fang Yonglin asked his mother to wait in the guard room. He took a bag of boiled eggs and a bag of dried eggs given by his mother and ran inside quickly.
When Fang Yonglin knocked on the door of the manager's office, the manager just stood up from his chair. He was immediately delighted when he saw him come in, "Come in quickly. Speak of the devil, he will appear. I was looking for you."
Fang Yonglin was a little surprised, "What's the matter?"
The manager flipped through the inventory book he had just brought up, "These are the dried eggs and marinated eggs you brought last time. They're selling very well. Go back and order some more."
Fang Yonglin raised his eyebrows and was also very happy. "How much more do you want to order?"
The manager gave the same number as last time, "Let's order 100 boiled eggs first, and 50 kilograms of dried eggs."
His mother would definitely not be satisfied with such a small amount. He smiled and said, "Manager, my mother just happened to be here and wants to see you."
The manager raised his eyebrows. Seeing him smile, his eyebrows stood up. "What can your mother do to me?"
Fang Yonglin then told his mother what she meant, "My mother wants us to help buy some big ingredients."
The manager objected without even thinking, "Isn't that nonsense? How can I agree to something like this? The things here are all sent down from above, and there is a fixed number. I'm only selling to her, so other people don't want to eat it?"
"What if I use this new thing to exchange with others?" Fang Yonglin handed over the two things in his hand.
The manager immediately understood what he meant, which was a barter.
Fang Yonglin used his eloquence to persuade them, "Guangxi produces a lot of spices, so we can sell them to anyone. As long as we exchange this new stuff with them, they will definitely be happy."
The manager didn't fall for his trick. "What good can that do for me?"
Why would he do this when he is helping others for nothing? It would be fine if he could just sell whatever the higher-ups gave him. Why would he bother
Fang Yonglin was actually stumped by his question. He couldn't think of a good excuse for a while. "My mother is quite capable. Now think about what you need. I'll call her in. Maybe she can help you get it."
The manager was slightly surprised.
But Fang Yonglin ran away like the wind.
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