Great Power Army Reclamation

At the same time, on the train from Beijing to Northern Xinjiang. Wang Zuolin and the driver were sitting on the small table in the sleeper berth, eating. Different from the big fish and meat that day, the two of them ate flatbread rolled with shrimp paste, and there were two large cans filled with hot water on the table.

"Director Wang, isn't there a lunch box on this train? Why do you have to eat these cold pancakes?" The driver obviously didn't understand the factory director's approach, because they were not short of money. It can even be said that this person is better than most rural people in China. All have money.

Wang Zuolin smiled: "Is this brought by the village chief? So you must finish it first. This is the tradition of our village. The village chief's sister-in-law will give pancakes to everyone who travels far."

After three days and four nights of train journey, when I stood on the platform, I felt that the entire platform was still in motion. Wang Zuolin smiled: "This is probably the farthest place in our country."

The two of them didn't call the infrastructure company. Since they were going to see the goods, they couldn't let the other party know. The most real situation can only be understood without preparation.

After asking about the long-distance bus station, the two of them got on the bus directly. After resting for one night in Shihezi, the bus finally pulled them to the regiment headquarters.

After asking around for a long time, we found that there was no car when we arrived at the infrastructure company. The two of them suddenly felt worried. When they originally planned to call the Infrastructure Company if they couldn't do it, they unexpectedly learned that a car was going to the Infrastructure Company to pull goods. This was told by a fellow villager while eating a note at lunch.

The two people were standing on the side of the road and saw a liberation vehicle driving over. He hurriedly waved to stop the car. The car stopped to let them get on. Traffic in Northern Xinjiang is rarely stopped without stopping. The land is vast and sparsely populated, and the transportation is underdeveloped. Every driver is as convenient as possible.

The driver was Wan Shanhong. He was a little curious when he saw how the two of them were dressed: "Aren't you going to the infrastructure company to find work? Are you dressed so neatly?"

Wang Zuolin smiled: "Are there many people looking for work in the infrastructure company?"

Wan Shanhong's expression was full of pride: "That's natural. Working there, you can earn 200 yuan a month doing odd jobs. If I hadn't been a driver in the regiment, I would have been transferred to the infrastructure company long ago."

In the end, Wang Zuolin did not reveal his identity, but only rambled about the source of raw materials for the infrastructure company. In such a remote place, unless there is a mine, it is impossible to have a stable supply of goods.

But the drivers were all warned not to reveal secrets to outsiders. Especially regarding the source of raw materials, Liu Qinghua specifically explained this.

After arriving at the infrastructure company, Wan Shanhong went directly to the clothing factory to buy goods. Wang Zuolin and the driver were running around on the river beach like crazy. What are these? What they saw was not scrap iron and steel ingots, but a stack of stacked RMB!

Their weirdness was soon discovered, and two company members escorted them directly to the company headquarters. Ma Quanyi asked someone to search him with a stern face, and Wang Zuolin took out his letter of introduction: "Comrade company commander, don't get me wrong, we are here to buy steel. Comrade Ye Yuze introduced us. I was so happy to see so many raw materials just now. I couldn’t hold it back for a while.”

Ma Quanyi just wanted to read the letter of introduction, but stopped reading when he heard Ye Yuze's name. He quickly shook hands with him: "So it was Yuze who asked you to come here? Then why should you read the letter of introduction? I'll take you to see it. Goods."

Wang Zuolin quickly waved his hand: "No, Captain Ma, we don't need to see the goods. The price has been discussed with Ye Yuze. We will take whatever you have here. Just tell me the quantity and I will ask the factory accountant to get the money back."

Ma Quanyi was a little confused and shouted towards the clinic. Ye Wancheng, who was dizzy while reading a book, came in, looked at Ma Quanyi and wondered: "Okay, what are you calling?"

Wang Zuolin saw Ye Wancheng standing up. This man looks so much like Ye Yuze that he must be a relative.

Ma Quanyi first introduced them: "Old Ye, this is the Tianjin customer introduced by Ye Yuze. He wants to buy all the steel."

Ma Quanyi actually called Ye Wancheng because he wanted him to share his joy. For several months, this pile of steel weighed on his heart like a mountain, almost suffocating him. The man in front of him actually asked for it all, and he was so excited that he almost started to float. So I can’t wait to find someone to share it with.

Ye Wancheng said oh, and then said calmly: "This is a lot of stuff. We don't pay on credit. If you want to buy it, you have to pay the money first before you can pick up the goods."

Ma Quanyi was completely confused. In the past, he always felt that Ye Wancheng was pretending to be calm about this matter, but was he more anxious than him? After all, it was his son's money. Only now do I know that they didn’t take it seriously at all. Well, I don’t have enough structure.

After Wang Zuolin found out that Ye Wancheng was Ye Yuze's biological father, he was extremely respectful. After complimenting him for a long time, Ye Wancheng was obviously not used to his style, so he made a few excuses and left.

Ma Quanyi quickly called for Wei Yuxiang. He really doesn't know how many steel ingots there are now. Only Wei Yuxiang knows this best.

Wei Yuxiang came to the company headquarters, and Ma Quanyi introduced Wang Zuolin to him and explained his purpose. Wei Yuxiang greeted them with a calm expression. There was no surprise at all about this. He just said lightly: "I have to ask Ye Yuze if I can give it all to you."

Ma Quanyi had a look of shame on his face. Am I the only one in the company who is worried? Why do they always look like they are strategizing and winning from thousands of miles away?

Wang Zuolin's heart sank, and he quickly explained: "Director Wei, it was indeed Ye Yuze who approached us about this matter. We, who contacted me through Director Wang of the Tianjin Industrial and Commercial Bureau, did not say that they would all be given to us. But they also did not restrict us from buying. How much? And I’m the first to get here, so everything must be done on a first-come, first-served basis, right?”

From the anxious look on his face, a fool could tell that Wang Zuolin was afraid that someone else would come to buy the goods. He wants all this stuff.

Wei Yuxiang nodded: "If this is the case, I should give it to you first. There are a total of 4,312 tons here. Just take away 4,000 tons. But this price is this time. If you come again next time, the market price will be If there are changes, we must adapt to them.”

Wang Zuolin immediately asked Ma Quanyi to borrow a phone and wanted to call the factory. This matter was of course a matter of course. After giving him the company's account number, Wang Zuolin immediately called the factory and ordered them to call 4 million to the account immediately. It must be typed out today.

The banks at that time were different from those of later generations. There was no such thing as immediate payment, and the fastest possible payment would be the next day.

Yang Geyong was also on his way back at this time. He hadn't been to Lianli for half a month. I spent the Chinese New Year at the port. Anyway, Lao Maozi's side doesn't celebrate the Spring Festival, and they don't have this festival in Jiangbul, so the border market is always open.