Fang Yonglin went to the guard room to find Qian Shulan and repeated what he had just said.
Finally, he asked, "Mom, if the conditions he proposed are too harsh, forget it. Anyway, you know the purchasing director of the provincial department store, maybe you can ask him for help."
Qian Shulan shook her head. "The provincial capital and this place are under the same system. If the people down there think the prices are too high and refuse to accept the goods, what should we do?"
Fang Yonglin thought about it and realized that it was true. The prices of those spices were not cheap. If their manager didn't want to pay for them, there was nothing he could do.
He hung his head and said, "Mom, it's all my fault."
Qian Shulan patted his shoulder as they walked, "Don't say that. No one is omnipotent. Your manager is a man who won't do anything until he sees the rabbit. If you give him some benefits, he will probably agree."
Fang Yonglin whispered, "Mom, don't say this in front of him." Doesn't this mean that they want to bribe
Qian Shulan glanced at him and asked, "Am I that stupid?"
Fang Yonglin thought so too. His mother shouldn't say it so bluntly.
When Qian Shulan followed Fang Yonglin to the manager's office, she saw him asking them to sit down with a calm expression.
Fang Yonglin smiled and said, "Manager, just tell me what you want. If my mother can do it, she can definitely help you do it."
The manager gave him a cold look and said, "Your mother is just an old country lady. If she is really so omnipotent, why would she come to me?"
Fang Yonglin was choked by him and wanted to stand up to refute, but Qian Shulan quickly grabbed him.
Qian Shulan moved her chair forward to make sure she was sitting directly opposite him, then said, "That's not necessarily true. People have different needs and want different things. How do you know I can't get it if you don't tell me?"
The manager thought for a long time, moved his body, and said lazily, "But I don't have anything?"
This person's words were really irritating. Qian Shulan complained in her heart and said with a smile, "You personally don't need it, but what about your department store? It shouldn't have everything, right?"
The manager frowned, "What do you mean?"
Qian Shulan curled her lips and said, "For example, the plastic basins that are very popular in the provincial capital are not available in your department store."
The manager was shocked by her words, and he just kept shaking his head, "I know about plastic basins. But the provincial capital doesn't have enough to sell, so how can they give me some? Even if you know the purchasing chief of the provincial capital, he won't agree to send such a good-selling product to the lower level."
Qian Shulan didn't brag, but asked, "If I can get you 20, can you help me? Anyway, you just need to talk and fill out the purchase order, it's not a big deal. But if I can get the provincial department store to send 20 plastic basins, who wouldn't say you're capable. There are more than one department store in our county. Think about it, if you don't want to, I'll go to the north of the city. It's just a little more walking, so I don't have much to lose."
The manager saw that she was serious. "No, no! How about this. If you can really get it, I'll help you fill out the form. But you have to pay a deposit and sign a contract first. Don't wait until I buy it and you don't want it. Otherwise, I'll be scolded by my superiors."
This is the industry rule, and Qian Shulan knew it. Just like when a department store signs a contract with a production team, a deposit must be paid first.
The manager took out the contract form and asked her to fill in all the seasonings she needed.
After Qian Shulan finished writing, she asked him, "When can I get it?"
The manager looked at her list and was shocked. "Why is there so much?"
Fifteen kinds of spices, adding up to almost 2,000 kilograms, were exchanged for 20 plastic boxes. That means 100 kilograms of spices for one plastic box. Before the contract was signed, the manager changed his mind and said, "No, no! You have to give me 20 plastic boxes every month. Otherwise, I won't do it."
Qian Shulan said unhappily, "Okay! Okay!"
Seeing that she agreed, the manager was still very curious, "Do you have any connections? Are you related to the manager of the department store in the provincial capital?"
You can really guess! It would be a pity if she didn't become a screenwriter. Qian Shulan shook her head and said, "I know the director of the plastic factory."
"Is it true?" The manager believed it a little and said hurriedly, "Then we can't add more..."
Before he could finish his words, Qian Shulan raised her hand and said, "We are just ordinary people, just casual acquaintances. Twenty is already the limit."
The manager was a little disappointed. "Well, twenty is not bad. At least the other two department stores don't sell them."
There are three department stores in Liuguan County. One is in the north of the city, one is in the west of the city, and this one is in the center of the city. But the one in the north of the city has the best business, as there are more factories there.
This manager must have been used to being suppressed by the one in the north of the city and wanted to turn the tables and sing.
After receiving the deposit, the manager replied, "I estimate it will take about 20 days to get your two thousand kilograms of spices. There are too many types."
Qian Shulan calculated that the time was enough and said, "Okay!"
After the two of them left the manager's office, Fang Yonglin was a little curious, "Mom, do you really know the director of the plastics factory?"
Qian Shulan didn't hide it from him, "We've only met once, right?"
On the one hand? Fang Yonglin was stunned by his mother, and said incredulously, "On the one hand, you dare to make such a boast? Aren't you too bold?"
Qian Shulan pointed at the packaging bag in his hand and said, "They can't produce this kind of plastic film, so they want me to give them a roll for research. Is there anyone in this world who is so shameless as to want to take someone else's stuff for free?"
This plastic film is imported and is very expensive. For their research, they need at least one roll, which costs nearly 40 yuan.
But how much does a plastic basin cost? The plastic box for washing vegetables is only 10 cents, and the big one for bathing is only 40 cents.
Although she agreed to give them the plastic film for research, did they really want to get it for free
Even if she was generous, she would not agree as the factory director. After all, these things belonged to the factory and were public property, not hers personally.
If she gave it away for free, it would be considered as being generous to others and a dereliction of duty. I believe the factory manager also understood this principle and could not take it for free, so he had to give her some reward.
Fang Yonglin also figured it out, "Mom wants to barter."
Qian Shulan spread her hands, feeling helpless. "I would like to use the money, but unfortunately no one dares to accept it."
It's so easy to buy it with money, no need to think, but unfortunately no one dared to accept it. She could only use this method.
Fang Yonglin wanted to send Qian Shulan out through the back door, but Qian Shulan waved her hand and said, "You go ahead and do your work. I'll go see Zhengkang."
Zhengkang is also a high school student, and she doesn’t know whether he wants to go to college, so she should go and ask him.
She walked toward the front door and into the department store, where she saw Zhengkang sitting at a counter, weighing candy for a customer listlessly.
The slow movement made the customer very angry, but due to the other party's cold face, he didn't say anything.
After the customers left, Zhengkang sat directly on the small stool in front of the counter and continued to sleep.
Qian Shulan frowned. Sleeping during working hours? Is there any organization or discipline
She walked forward and knocked on the glass counter, which made Zhengkang, who was dozing off, very upset. "What kind of candy do you want?"
Qian Shulan looked down at him, her eyes were closed, her chin was nodding, she knocked on the counter again, "I don't want any candy."
He closed his eyes, frowned, and said coldly, "If you don't want candy, go somewhere else and don't bother me."
Qian Shulan was furious at the impatient tone, "Zhengkang! Get up!"
The voice carried a warning and woke Zhengkang up from his sleep. When he looked up, it turned out to be his grandmother.
Qian Shulan was so angry that she walked up to him, grabbed his ear, and dragged him to the back door across the counter.
Many salesmen on the way saw this and Zhengkang was so embarrassed that his face turned red.
When they reached the back door, Qian Shulan let go of my hand and started to scold, "What are you doing? How can you sleep during working hours? Are you worthy of the trust the country has placed in you? Are you worthy of your sister-in-law who is exchanging jobs with you?"
After saying that, she kicked him directly.
Zhengkang rubbed his ears, dodging and retreating, feeling very aggrieved, "Grandma, I don't want to do that either. I'm just too sleepy."
Qian Shulan looked at him. His panda eyes, sallow complexion, and stubble on his face raised her eyebrows. "Too sleepy? What did you do last night?"
Zheng Kangrou rubbed his face, trying to make himself look more energetic, but he was still crying, "I have to pick up Fengchan after get off work every day, cook for him, and coax him to sleep at night. I am really sleepy."
Qian Shulan said as a matter of course, "You are his father, isn't it your responsibility to take care of him?"
Zhengkang was choked by his grandmother's words. He didn't dare to say anything more about the hardship. He asked tentatively, "Grandma, can we let our mother come to the city to take care of Fengchan?"
Qian Shulan was so angry that she kicked him twice again, "You are already a father, can you please stop relying on your parents for everything? When your mother comes to the county town, what will she eat? Can you two share your food with her?"
Zhengkang was stunned by her grandmother's question. They only had 30 kilograms of food per month, and they had to share the good harvest. How could there be any extra food? It was simply unrealistic to let her mother come.
Qian Shulan was worried that he was still planning to take advantage of Sun Daqin, so she stopped him with one sentence, "Your mother still has to work in the fields to earn work points, and she still has to keep the accounts for our chicken farm. I tell you, don't even think about calling her over. Even if your mother agrees, I won't agree."
What good things are she thinking? She asked Deng Yunping to exchange jobs with him, just to tie the family together and keep them out of her sight, so she would not care about him.
Zhengkang knew that this would not work after hearing what his grandmother said. He was very frustrated. He kicked his feet and said, "Grandma, Xiaofang doesn't help me at all. She only cares about working and making money every day. She doesn't care about the harvest at all."
Qian Shulan looked at him coldly, "She did something wrong, you can tell her yourself, what's the point of telling me?"
Zhengkang squatted down, regretting his decision. If he had known this, why did he marry Xiaofang? Isn't it good for him to marry a country girl, for him to work and earn money, and for her to earn work points and raise children in the countryside
Now he has to make money and be a mother at the same time, and he is as tired as a top.
Qian Shulan sat next to him, but seemed not to see his pain. Instead, she continued to dig into his heart, "Do you know how hard you've worked now? Don't you think about how hard it was for your mother to raise you? She saved money to send you to high school, but how did you treat her? Do you have the nerve to look for her again?"
Zhengkang lowered his head and didn't speak for a long time.
Qian Shulan didn't get a response from him. She turned her head to look at him and found that he was crying with his head down. "Grandma, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have neglected my parents for Xiaofang."
You should love your own child. When he is hungry, he will look at you eagerly. Even if you are tired, you cannot ignore him.
When he cries heartbreakingly, even if you are very upset, you can't bear to get angry with him.
This is what being a parent is. Only when you become a parent will you know how hard it is.
Qian Shulan tried to give him some advice, "If you are very tired, just communicate with Xiaofang. If Xiaofang is really busy, then ask her to help you next weekend. At least you can have a day off."
If you ask him to do it every day, it will probably drive this kid crazy.
Zhengkang wiped his tears and said, "But Xiaofang works overtime every day, all the time."
Qian Shulan was speechless. Did she ask him not to work overtime? She patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Children are close to whoever takes care of them. As long as you take good care of Fengchan, he will definitely be filial to you when he grows up."
Zhengkang could only use one good thing to comfort himself and nodded. Finally, he remembered to ask, "Grandma, what are you doing in the county town?"
Qian Shulan did not mention the matter of the food factory, but went straight to telling the story of the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University.
Zhengkang was stunned. Obviously he didn't expect that he would have the chance.
After Qian Shulan finished speaking, she glanced at the time on her watch and said to him, "I still have to go to the provincial capital to do some work. If I don't leave now, I'll miss the bus."
Zhengkang didn't have time to think about it and immediately got up to send her off.
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