I Really Didn’t Want To Make A Lot Of Money

Mr. Feng is in his forties this year. After graduating from school, he has joined CS company for more than 20 years. From Xiao Feng on the construction site to Mr. Feng in the large office, to Mr. Feng with a single office, he is a theoretical person. Level of engineering experts who also have practical experience.

Three years ago, he was transferred to the African business department of CS company, and was directly assigned to the Algerian manager department as the deputy general manager, in charge of the engineering project business, and has been on the front line of the overseas engineering business ever since.

In Algeria, CS has more than one billion U.S. dollars in project contracts, with construction sites all over the country, and nearly 10,000 workers under its command, consuming a lot of building materials every day.

Every day, the purchasing staff of CS company's various projects are running around, and the eight immortals cross the sea, showing their magical powers. However, the total supply is limited, and the demand is constantly expanding, so the gap is increasing.

Therefore, CS company set up its own import company to directly purchase bulk materials from China, and then ship them to Algeria.

After floating on the sea for more than a month, the ship arrived in Algeria, and then began a long wait.

Seeing that the material is on the beach, but can't remove it, Mr. Feng is anxious. He went out on his own, looking for people everywhere, but there was nothing he could do.

Ships come first, and everyone has to line up. Such a giant is not good for Gasser.

Recently, I heard that the supply of materials for Anyang Group's hotel project in Sidera is stable, especially the supply of cement is sufficient. He has long wanted to send someone over to take a look.

At the Dehuche Company, Mr. Feng had a closed door, and was depressed, he ran into Wei Dongpo by chance, so he decided to come and see for himself.

The one who came with Mr. Feng was the purchasing manager of CS company. He is not specifically responsible for the procurement of the project, but reports to him if there is a problem with the project procurement, and asks for support to solve it; there is a dispute between the procurement of different projects of CS company, and he comes forward to coordinate.

Therefore, the purchasing manager has a wide range of people, and everyone respects him as President Mao. It was Mr. Mao that Chen Ling encountered when he was blackmailed at the port gate.

After Feng and Mao arrived, they were polite, and accompanied by Lao Liang and Wei Dongpo, they went directly to the concrete mixing station. The mixing plant is running at full capacity, and the cement is continuously transported from the warehouse.

So I went to see the cement warehouse again, which was full of hundreds of tons.

Wei Dongpo said: "The cement reserves are enough for us to use for two weeks, and we can call at any time to let the supplier ship the goods."

Mr. Feng asked: "What price do you get for the cement?" Wei Dongpo said a price.

Mr. Mao said: "This is a normal price. The purchase price of some projects is higher than this, but the cement is still not enough."

Mr. Feng asked again: "Is it the cement from Dehuche Company?"

"Yes, we bought the latest cement from them. They have a lot of cement recently and they can ship it at any time." Wei Dongpo said.

Mr. Feng and Mr. Mao looked at each other, and both of them had doubts about Wei Dongpo's words. The purchasers of CS company waved their checks to buy cement. They were not used, they had to line up, ranging from one day to two or three days, and the purchase was restricted, not exceeding 100 tons at a time.

President Mao suddenly remembered something and asked Wei Dongpo: "Are you looking for Dehuche directly? There is a Chinese who also sells Dehuche's large cement. The quantity is not large, and he can send about 100 tons per day. Last name is Chen."

Mr. Feng said: "It shouldn't be the case. The price of cement surnamed Chen is 10% more expensive."

President Liang was puzzled: "Oh, I haven't heard of this person, has Old Wei heard of it?" Wei Dongpo shook his head.

Mr. Feng gave Mr. Mao a look. Mr. Mao understood his mind and asked, “Mr. Liang, we cannot keep up with the cement on the construction site of the Chinese people. Your company’s cement supply is guaranteed, which is very enviable. Take the liberty to ask. , How did you do it?"

"Well, I haven't asked about it." Lao Liang didn't know the situation and couldn't answer. He looked back and continued: "We have to ask our manager Chen, he will handle it. Old Wei, how about Chen? Why? not coming?"

Chen Ling was answering a phone call from a friend, and the two chatted for a long time, and the phone became hot.

Chen Ling’s magical performance during the time in the port warehouse was silent among the Chinese community and no one knew it; but among the gendarmerie and high-level officials involved in the operation, it had been secretly spread, and it had been passed on to Constantine, Lily After Ya heard about it, she immediately called Chen Ling and asked him to talk about the specific process.

Chen Ling had already been asked to keep secret by the military police commander, so the contents of explosives and potassium cyanide were omitted, and the general process was explained. Lilia seemed to know a lot, and when she asked directly about explosives, Chen Ling had no choice but to tell what happened.

Lilia said on the phone: "I want to go to Algiers too. Constantine is too quiet and not fun. Oh, zero, after I arrive in Algiers, you want to buy me seafood."

Of course Chen Ling agreed. Lilia is Chen Ling's first local friend in Algeria, and she is a beautiful young woman. Chen Ling is very willing to contact her more and deepen the relationship.

Before finally hanging up the phone, Lilia gave Chen Ling a remote face-up gift.

Chen Ling knew it was courtesy, but he still felt his heart beat faster and his face was a little red.

Just hanging up the phone, the disappointing Wei Dongpo words came in.

Chen Ling got rid of the thoughts in his heart and answered the phone.

"President Chen, we are in the conference room, we are waiting for you."

Chen Ling stepped into the meeting room door, and stood up alone: ​​"Oh, Mr. Chen, why are you? I heard that you have returned to China. You work in Anyang Group?"

Chen Ling was stunned, do I know this person?

"Did you forget? On the other side of the port, the day the military police saluted you..."

"Oh, I remember now, you are... you are President Mao, right?" Chen Ling remembered.

"It's me, it's me, I'm Mao Benfa." Mr. Mao said, taking out his business card.

Mr. Feng asked curiously: "Lao Mao, he is the Mr. Chen you have mentioned several times?"

"Yes, he is Mr. Chen who asked a team of military police to salute him." Mao Ben sent an introduction to both sides, and then recounted what he had seen and heard at the port.

Lao Liang and Wei Dongpo had also heard of this legend, but they didn't know that the protagonist was Chen Ling next to him. The two looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

This Chen Ling, young and deep in the city, has never exposed this kind of publicity.

President Mao finished telling the story and said: "Later, there were rumors that Mr. Chen was a member of our country's special department. He came to have special tasks and returned to China after he finished the work. I didn't expect it to be all fake."

Chen Ling smiled and said; ‘’It was also a coincidence that day, and it happened that the military police officer I knew before, and he came to me. It's just a joke, nothing special. "

Several people chatted a few more words, and Mr. Feng turned the topic back to the cement: "Mr. Chen, I heard Mr. Liang say that you got the cement on this construction site?"

Chen Ling nodded: "I went to the port that day to buy cement. Now, Dehuche company guarantees us the supply of cement."

"What conditions have you reached? Why does Dehuche have to guarantee your cement supply in particular?" Mr. Feng asked.

Chen Ling was prepared and said: "The owner of our project has a very good relationship with Dehuche, and the owner helped us coordinate."

Mr. Feng and Mao Benfa looked at each other again.

The President Chen in front of him didn't tell the truth.

Mr. Feng pondered for a few seconds, and said, “Mr. Chen, let’s tell you, we have a good relationship with your owners, and Mr. Nabil is also very familiar to me.” He spoke while watching Chen Ling’s reaction.

"The project you are working on was originally an open tender, and we participated in it, but then suddenly the tender was cancelled. We thought this project was out of order, but unexpectedly heard that the project was in the hands of your Anyang Group a few days later."

When President Liang heard this, he thought to himself, it's incredible, this Chen Ling is grabbing food from a tiger's mouth.

Mr. Feng continued: “Mr. Nabir felt sorry for us and was very polite to us. He said that there will be projects in the future that will directly invite us to participate. In order to solve the cement supply problem, we also asked Mr. Nabir for help, and he did introduce Germany. Huche Company, Dehuche Company also gave us 800 tons of cement first."

Having said that, Mr. Feng motioned to Mao Benfa to continue.

Mao Benfa sighed: "800 tons of cement is a drop in the bucket for us. Now, they don't give us any special treatment, they still queue up and limit purchases. Depending on your progress, at least 2,000 tons of cement have been used?"

Chen Ling thought for a while and didn't go around in circles. He asked Mr. Feng, "How much cement do you want every day now?"

Mr. Feng smiled and said, "That's too much, but we are not too small for 1,000 tons a day, and we are not too much for 2,000 tons. There are dozens of construction sites."

Chen Ling asked again: "Then you can import it yourself. For a company like you, there is nothing wrong with getting an import qualification, right?"

"Yes, we have imported cement from China," Mr. Feng said, "However, there has been a long-term congestion in the port, and the ship has arrived and the cargo cannot be unloaded."

Chen Ling listened and understood what was going on, and asked: "Then do you need cargo lighter service?"

Mr. Feng was overjoyed: “Mr. Chen, if you can help us unload the ship in time, it will help us a lot!”

Chen Ling shook his head and said, "It's not for helping, but for collecting money."

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