Since 1979 I have been in the tide of the times

Chapter 195 It's Not a Question of Worth It Three

The bigger the leader, the better the attitude towards the following.

The next day, Wang Weidong went to see Director Sun at the Foreign Economic and Trade Office. Director Sun chatted with Yan Yuese and Wang Weidong for a long time, listening to Wang Weidong talk about studying abroad, and listening to him talk about working there to make money.

Finally Director Sun asked: "Weidong, you have been there some time ago, do you think it is suitable to do business with there now?"

"If there is a relationship there, we can do business if we can trust each other," Wang Weidong said.

Aren't I the one who has connections over there!
Director Sun looked at Wang Weidong with a smile, and of course he understood what Wang Weidong said.

"Tell me your opinion." Director Sun said.

"Now there is a shortage of everything. The most lacking thing is food and other materials. The lack of other things can be tolerated, but the lack of food cannot be tolerated! If the foreign trade and economic cooperation can ship a batch of food, I can guarantee that I will not lose money!" Wang Weidong said.

"I'm not talking about corn. Corn is a feed ingredient over there. I'm talking about flour and rice." Wang Weidong explained.

"I want to ask my superiors for instructions on this matter." Director Sun said.

It doesn't matter if you export light industrial products such as shoes, hats and socks. If you export a large amount of food for profit, what if China's own food is scarce?Therefore, the approval for grain export is very strict.

"Director Sun, a little less is fine, say tens of tons. I am confident that I can get 20.00% more pollack than in the past." Wang Weidong said.

"Okay, I'll report to the higher-ups right away! You go back and wait for my news. You'd better not go out during this time." Director Sun said.

Yao Qiming brought an old professor to Wang Weidong's home. The old professor wanted to borrow a Russian memoir written by a missionary who traveled throughout the Far East during the tsarist era in the eighteenth century.

Wang Weidong refused without hesitation at that time, which made the old professor very embarrassed.

"I will pack these materials in the next few days, so I can't borrow them!" Wang Weidong said.

"Weidong, Professor Kang took the book back and asked a few graduate students to copy it down in shifts. Two or three days of overtime is enough, and it won't delay your business," Yao Qiming said.

"Copying books? That's even worse!" Wang Weidong said shaking his head.

"Young man, it's not good to think about money like you do!" Professor Kang said.

"If I didn't want to make money, these materials would not be here now. I sold these materials to Teacher Yao for 3 yuan, but the library wanted to buy them for only 5000 yuan. If it were you, would you sell them or not?" ?” Wang Weidong asked.

The old professor was speechless for a while, and finally left sullenly.

Vice President Fan and other school leaders have been under a lot of pressure recently. More than a dozen teachers who study the history, society and literature of the great northern country came to the school one after another, and they asked the school to pay for the batch of materials.

"Look at what Wang Weidong means. We don't want to pay 6 to [-] yuan for this batch of materials, and he won't sell them. It's too much! Besides, I've gone to see those things. They are all high-end products, and the rare and precious materials are basically No." Vice-principal Fan said awkwardly.

"The problem is that the two countries have not communicated for so many years. Now the school doesn't even have these high-end goods. Tens of thousands of dollars are not much. The school has money to build buildings and cars. Why can't it spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy those goods?" Buy the materials?" Professor Kang questioned.

Vice Principal Fan smiled awkwardly and did not answer.

A Santana was parked near Wang Weidong's rented house.

Ou Xiaoyang was driving the car, and Ruiyun sat in the passenger seat.

Obviously, because of the interview with Ruiyun, she knew where Wang Weidong lived, so she brought Ou Xiaoyang this time.

"My daughter-in-law is alone in Harbin, you come back every two or three months. This time, when I mentioned Wang Weidong on the phone, you rushed back immediately." Ruiyun said angrily.

"I'm always busy with business, so I can't get away." Ou Xiaoyang said.

"Since you can't get away, why did you come back immediately after hearing about Wang Weidong?" Ruiyun asked.

"It's still a matter of business. I want to ask him to give advice." Ou Xiaoyang replied.

He opened the car door and got out of the car, and turned around to see Ruiyun still sitting in the car without moving.

"Get out of the car, how do I know where Wang Weidong lives if you don't lead the way?" Ou Xiaoyang said.

"This Santana is much more comfortable than my Lada, I want to sit for a while longer and enjoy it!" Ruiyun replied angrily.

Ou Xiaoyang knew that Ruiyun was angry that she was still driving that broken Lada, but he bought a good car.

"Don't worry, I will buy you a good car when I make money!" Ou Xiaoyang comforted.

Only then did Ruiyun get out of the car and lead the way to the place where Wang Weidong lived.

Seeing Ou Xiaoyang, Wang Weidong and he patted each other on the shoulders a few times.

Ou Xiaoyang walked into the room and saw piles of newspapers and books, and said, "I didn't pay attention when I heard Ruiyun say it, so there are so many!"

"I plan to sell these materials to the university library." Wang Weidong said.

"Okay, you can make a list of all the newspapers and books, and I'll take it back to the capital to ask you." Ou Xiaoyang said.

Speaking of which, Ou Xiaoyang handed the car keys to Ruiyun and said, "Don't you like this car? Now you can drive Santana home and wait for me. I still have something to talk to Weidong."

Ruiyun gave Ou Xiaoyang a blank look and left.

Nodding to Chen Jihong was regarded as a greeting, Ou Xiaoyang said to Wang Weidong: "Weidong, let's go out and find a small restaurant to sit down and talk slowly."

Wang Weidong actually found a nearby dumpling restaurant with only four or five tables to sit down.

I ordered two plates of dumplings stuffed with zucchini and four bottles of beer, and the two began to drink.

Ou Xiaoyang took a big sip of beer and said, "It's been a long time since I've had beer from my hometown. I've gotten used to it and think this brand of beer is delicious!"

He looked at Wang Weidong and said, "I always think of the time when our two radio factories were in the past. At that time, I felt very at ease, unlike now I always feel rootless under my feet, like stepping on cotton."

In the past few years, he has not been doing well in the capital, and he has to support the scene everywhere, but he has not seen any money.

A group of friends sat together and drool, all over the world, pointing out the country, as if they had the final say on the affairs of the earth, but in fact there was no actual content.

When something good happened, no one thought of taking him with him.

When he was in Harbin, he was paving roads outside, and Wang Weidong was in charge of the factory. Now that I think about it, it was when Ou Xiaoyang really made money.

"Xiaoyang, you are my friend. Let me tell you the truth, maybe I will go there in a year or so!" Wang Weidong said, pointing to the east.

"I know a lot in the capital, isn't it suitable for doing business there now?" Ou Xiaoyang said.

"Maybe it's not suitable for others, but I'm ready!" Wang Weidong said confidently.

(End of this chapter)