Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 1372

It seems that this spring, Wan Feng said he had a motorcycle and asked him if he was in business.

Shamilov looked down on Huaguo's industrial products from the bottom of his heart, so he refused without even thinking about it.

Who knew it was such a motorcycle!

If he had known that this motorcycle was so good, he would have bought it back a long time ago, and now he might have sold as many as possible.

When Wan Feng asked Shamilov at the beginning, he just said it casually, because he didn't have to worry about betraying Shamilov, so he didn't mention it again.

Unexpectedly, Shamilov came out to join in the fun at this time. The motorcycles produced by the Nanwan Factory can't even meet the domestic demand. Where can I get motorcycles for you?
If the port is not closed and the production line of [-] engines comes online, a certain share can be taken out of it for him.

The key is that when that line starts production, the port here will be closed.

"Shamilov, my factory now only has an output of 20 units a year, and it will reach 40 units by the end of this year, and at most [-] units in the middle of next year. Let alone this output, it is The supply in China is in short supply.”

"That's your business, I just want a motorcycle."

Look at this, the bastard Shamilov has learned my way of speaking, and he is quite unreasonable.

Maozi's work is really inhumane.

"Before the port was closed, I ordered some motorcycles for you. In the past three months, I can transport you a hundred and eighty motorcycles from where my home is. The port is closed and you can’t even get accessories, so what kind of after-sales service do you provide?”

"Hey, Wan! The closure of the port is an official matter, we can trade secretly, right?"

"You mean smuggling?"

"Our side guarantees that there is no problem. You just need to loosen up your side a bit. The business is still the same, especially after the river is closed in winter, it will be more convenient."

Wan Feng hadn't thought about this problem, thinking about it would be a solution.

But Wan Feng definitely wouldn't do it himself. His career is developing well, so there's no need to take the risk of smuggling.

Now he is a righteous billionaire going to smuggle?
He definitely wouldn't do it himself, but if others wanted to do it, he wouldn't object.

"Shamilov, I'm not going to participate in this kind of thing. I don't need to do this kind of sneaky thing. If you commit a crime, you can't do it. But if you can contact an agent in Heihe, I don't object. If you can Find an agent, and I can guarantee to supply you with [-] vehicles a year."

Although his motorcycles are in short supply in China, it is not impossible to open up the future Russian screw market.

Although there will only be 5000 million people in Russia in the future, if he can occupy it, it will not be considered tasteless.

"That's it, I'll find an agent, and you will supply me with [-] motorcycles a year."

After the matter of the motorcycle was finalized, Shamilov returned to Blagoveshchensk to deliver the truck to Wan Feng.

These trucks transported four boats.

On the beach by the river, even the big and the small occupy a large stretch of sand.

People who don't know think it's a city by car.

When Wan Feng saw these trucks, his eyes were filled with stares.

He didn't expect these cars to take up such a large area, and it was impossible for these cars to drive back.

Some of the trucks with seven or eight axles don't even think about driving back due to the current road conditions in Huaguo. The only thing they have to do is to rely on flatbed carriages when the railway opens.

Then we have to wait for the Heihe train to open.

The two motorcycles given away made Qu Yang and Zheng Chaoyang dizzy.

"I said Xiaowan, do you think it looks good for me to ride around Heihe on such a thing?" Qu Yang asked worriedly.

Zheng Chaoyang, who also had this idea, also had the same expression.

"It's beautiful! Of course it's beautiful. Come and gallop on Heihe Street, so that everyone in Heihe can remember you, hehe!"

"I can see it. You kid is planning to trick us before leaving. It is true that I rode this thing and ran on Heihe Street. Many people can remember me, but the government also Will stare at me, you said you are sending me a bomb, Lao Zheng, you don’t have to blink, you are not much better.”

Zheng Chaoyang didn't make a sound, apparently thinking the same way in his heart.

"Then do you want these motorcycles? If you don't want them, I can sell them. You don't have to worry about selling them! Really, Maozi likes it so much, I'll take care of it for a few days."

If Qu Yang and Zheng Chaoyang let go, Wan Feng will deal with the two motorcycles to Shamilov.

"Of course I want it. I don't want it because I have a hole in my head, but I dare not ride it."

"If you don't get it, we really don't have any idea if we haven't seen it, but it will be uncomfortable to release it to others after seeing it."

These two old boys are telling the truth.

"Then think of a way to let them get into your hands in a fair manner, won't it be over? Then you won't dare to ride."

Qu Yang and Zheng Chaoyang looked at Wan Feng in confusion: "How can it be in our hands?"

Wan Feng thought for a long time before saying, "How about doing a lucky draw?"

Wan Feng remembers that in the late 80s and early 90s, lotteries and sales with prizes were in full swing.

It seems that there are prize sales everywhere, from large shopping malls to supply and marketing cooperatives at the township level. Most of the first prizes are color TVs.

There are two kinds of situations: lottery drawing and sales with prizes.

The lottery is that people spend money to touch the lottery in a box, purely by luck.

After the products sold with prizes have accumulated to a certain amount, you can be eligible to grab a few coupons, and then compare the list of prizes.

If you win, you earn money, if you don't win, it's like buying something.

At that time, Wan Feng also tried his luck a few times, but unfortunately he didn't touch anything, except for a few commemorative awards.

This kind of activity seems to have been controlled by the state after [-], and it has been much less.

"Get a prize? How do you do it?"

"Of course we can't do it. We don't have the qualifications. Find a qualified unit to do it. I can sponsor the prize, and the motorcycle will be the special prize. In this way, you can get the motorcycle openly?"

"But how can we touch the motorcycle? If we let others touch it, it will be over?"

Wan Feng was depressed: "Bureau Zheng! How did you become the chief of the bureau? You must have gone through the back door. Such a trivial matter can't be imagined by others, and even you, the chief of the public security bureau, can't think of it?"

"I'll handle this matter. Just let your lover come to draw the prize when the time comes. I promise to let you ride the motorcycle back in a fair manner. No one can say anything."

This is really shooting yourself in the foot. If you know it's such a trouble, just send them some money and you'll be done.

Ask for this trouble.

　Thank you Mr. Ma Zouri for the reward of [-] coins!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)