Rebirth 1989: My Unlucky Career

"Great! I knew I was right to find you!"

Director Zhang said excitedly.

Zhao Zhuo had already had a detailed understanding of Factory Director Zhang before, and knew that although he was a bit stingy, for example, he tried not to pay intermediary fees for the original production line transaction, but there was no problem with his attitude towards Fengtian Textile Factory.

Everything he does is done with all his heart in mind for Fengtian Textile Factory and its employees.

It is precisely because of this that Zhao Zhuo decided to set the price to five yuan per kilometer.

In fact, given the current huge demand for transportation, even if Zhao Zhuo sets the price at seven yuan per kilometer, which is only one yuan less than others, his daily business will be too busy.

But Zhao Zhuo also knew that what Director Zhang said was true. There were indeed many units or individuals who gave most of their profits to truck drivers.

There are even some people who are engaged in the fresh food industry. In order to ensure efficiency and speed, they have to increase prices for drivers, which ultimately leads to them losing money and making money.

Zhao Zhuo's cheap pricing is to reduce such situations as much as possible.

After all, the lower the transportation cost, the more mature the market is.

The more mature the market is, the more people will actually participate in the market.

The development of the big economy requires everyone to have this awareness of "making money together".

Although most people may not have it, Zhao Zhuo doesn't mind that he does.

In this regard, Zhao Zhuo still has some utopian spirit.

Zhao Zhuo said calmly:

"Okay, please give me the specific transportation needs, including time, place and precautions, and we will load the truck as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Director Zhang was naturally happy:

"Okay, okay, no problem, I'll write it to you right now."

As he said that, Director Zhang found some paper and pen and started writing quickly. It seemed like he felt a lot more relaxed.

It seems that during this period, I have really been worrying about the inventory in those warehouses.

"By the way, Director Zhang, do you have a batch of large-sized women's underwear in your warehouse?"

Zhao Zhuo suddenly remembered something, looked at Factory Director Zhang and asked.

"Yes, how did you know?"

Director Zhang nodded and looked at Zhao Zhuo with some confusion, something was wrong in his eyes.

Zhang Yun on the side heard Zhao Zhuo's question and looked at him with confusion, apparently wanting to know why he knew such a thing.

Zhao Zhuo felt the strange looks from the two of them and couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"Don't look at me like that! I suddenly remembered that I have a friend who bought similar large-size underwear from your factory at a low price, so I wanted to ask if you still have them."

As he spoke, in order to show his innocence, Zhao Zhuo did not forget to add to Zhang Yun:

"That friend is Zhang Hao, the one you've met before! The one who runs the billiards hall!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yun's doubtful look disappeared, and Director Zhang also slapped his thigh and thought:

"Oh, I knew it as soon as you mentioned Zhang Hao. He did buy a batch of goods from me at a low price."

As he said this, Director Zhang couldn't help but feel a little depressed:

"At that time, this batch of goods was urgently needed, so the details were not well controlled. By the time we found out, it was already too late, and the entire batch of goods had almost been produced."

After a pause, Director Zhang sighed heavily:

"I sold it at a low price, but only a small part was sold. Now most of it is still in the warehouse. It is probably of no use at all."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but feel a little excited:

"In that case, then give me this batch of goods."

Upon hearing this, Director Zhang's first reaction was not happiness, but confusion.

"What do you want that thing for? It's useless even as a rag because it doesn't absorb water."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo shook his head:

"It's useless in your hands, but it doesn't mean it's useless in my hands."

It’s useless, you can give me a price.”

It turned out that Zhao Zhuo, through his several trips to the Soviet Union, discovered that women's underwear was a consumable product with a very high demand, making it a very suitable product for trading.

At the same time, because Soviet people generally have a bloated figure, such large-size underwear has a place to be used.

In order to pay for going to the Soviet Union, Zhao Zhuo also took a batch of such underwear from Zhang Hao, but the batch was too small and the quantity was far from meeting Zhao Zhuo's requirements.

Therefore, today Zhao Zhuocai specifically asked Factory Director Zhang if there was still any goods.

After hearing Zhang Zhuo's words, Director Zhang realized that Zhao Zhuo really wanted to buy this batch of goods.

"You're not kidding?"

Director Zhang confirmed dubiously.

Zhao Zhuo nodded firmly:

"No kidding."

Hearing this, Director Zhang was overjoyed again.

"Great! I really didn't expect that batch of goods would be sold one day!"

With that said, Director Zhang thought for a while and then said to Zhao Zhuo:

"I'll tell you the truth, the losses and deficits caused by that batch of goods to our factory have long been offset by subsequent profits.

In other words, it doesn’t matter how much this batch of goods is sold for now, just give it a price.”

When Director Zhang said this, he was undoubtedly very honest with Zhao Zhuo.

And Zhao Zhuo is not the kind of person who doesn't take advantage enough. Hearing this, after thinking about it, Zhao Zhuo gave a level:

"I'll pay you two thousand yuan."

Hearing this, Director Zhang readily accepted it and even felt it was a bit much.

In fact, if the size of this batch of goods had not been too large, they would have sold for more than 5,000 yuan.

However, the reality is that no one cares about them at all.

Therefore, the price of two thousand yuan is a quite acceptable amount for both parties.

After settling the matter, Director Zhang said goodbye and left.

Zhao Zhuo's next task is to find a suitable driver.

Although the trucks are back, drivers are still a very important issue.

After all, it's impossible to keep troublesome with these five drivers at Sun's Timber Factory.

However, in this day and age, finding the right driver is not an easy task.

On the one hand, it is because there are too few people who can drive now.

On the other hand, it is also because many drivers are used to showing off and relying on people's demand for transportation to do some shady things.

It is absolutely impossible for Zhao Zhuo to want such a person.

Therefore, Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but think about it carefully.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhuo thought of a suitable person.

I saw him pick up the phone and call home.

"Hey, Mom."

On the other end of the phone, Mother Zhao's voice came:

"What's wrong, Zhuo Zhuo? Are you going home for dinner tonight?"

Hearing this title, Zhang Yun on the side almost spit out a mouthful of water.

Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

In fact, on weekdays, Father Zhao and Mother Zhao call Xiao Zhuo more often.

However, I don’t know why, Zhao’s mother used the title she used when she was a child today.

"Well, I'll go home for dinner tonight. Well... I just want to ask, what has my cousin been busy with lately?"