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After asking the landlady about the location of the famous hotel here, Li Manjun took a taxi, went directly to the hotel to get a room, and reported the safety situation to Zhao Yong.

In the past three days, there were no calls from Zhao Yong on the beeping machine, and presumably she knew she would not be able to reply on the train.

But as soon as her arrival time came, his call came immediately. Unfortunately, because the train was delayed for two hours, Li Manjun didn't call him back until she arrived at the hotel.

"I'm going to catch a bus at the bus station here tomorrow morning. It's about a four-hour drive. I'll tell you when I get there." Li Manjun lay on the big bed in the hotel and yawned. He was tired from traveling all the way, and he really lacked energy to talk to Zhao Yong. Talk too much.

Zhao Yong was relieved to know that she had arrived safely. For the past three days, he had been worried about whether she would be abducted by a kidnapper or have her money and documents stolen by a thief, leaving her alone in a foreign land. Got teary eyed.

But then he thought about it, with his wife's IQ, it shouldn't be possible, so he felt a little more at ease and continued to work.

Knowing that she was very tired, Zhao Yong still told her to check the doors and windows and lock the safety bolt behind the door. "Then you go to bed early. I will wake you up tomorrow morning."

Li Manjun finished checking all the doors and windows, then lay down on the soft quilt, said good night to the hands-free phone, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

That night, Li Manjun didn't sleep well at all. The rumble of the train always sounded in his ears. As soon as he closed his eyes, he felt like he was back on the train, and his body was floating.

Maybe, this is the aftermath of the train? Li Manjun didn't know why. Anyway, this feeling lasted for two days before it ended.

By this time, she had already contacted the director of the fireworks factory.

"How much kraft paper do you have here?" The fat factory director with a Mediterranean hairstyle was wearing a slightly tight overalls. He always held a handkerchief in his hand to wipe sweat. The clothes on his back were already soaked with sweat.

Li Manjun didn't feel the heat at all and said with a smile: "Thirty tons."

The factory director was surprised for a moment, but soon regained his composure, "How long will it take you to bring it over? I pay cash on delivery, no advance payment."

Someone in the family was in the truck business. Li Manjun had already inquired about it before he came, and promised the factory director, "The goods will definitely be delivered within ten days."

"Is that good?" The factory director was a little suspicious, but compared with the shrewd and sinister Qian Dongsheng, the former deputy director of the cement factory, the director of the firecracker factory was hardly too sincere.

Li Manjun patted her chest and assured that the goods were all good. The factory director admired her for coming all the way and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He said that as long as the goods were good, he would get as much as he wanted.

The factory director warmly invited Li Manjun, "Manager Li, let's have a late-night snack together tonight. I'll treat you. Let's drink beer and eat clams. You're all here. Let's try our local specialties."

Li Manjun waved his hand and said he couldn't say that he would arrange for someone to deliver the goods when he went back. He declined the warm invitation of the factory director.

Seeing her refusal, the factory director vaguely guessed her concerns and stopped insisting. Knowing that she would stay in the local area for a while, he recommended several scenic spots to her.

The matter was settled in this way, and it was much smoother than Li Manjun imagined, but this was just the beginning, and the thirty tons of cargo had to be hauled over.

Back at the hotel, Li Manjun immediately called Yao Zhaowen and asked him to contact the freight company to transport thirty tons of kraft paper.

"Boss, is the deal done?" Yao Zhaowen asked in surprise.

Li Manjun responded humbly and told him the information he wanted to know most, "The local price is 52 cents per catty. I paid 50 cents per catty, and the factory director took it all."

Although the price difference of one penny is inconspicuous, when the amount goes up, it can save 600 yuan.

As for what the factory director will do with the remaining 600 yuan, Li Manjun has no control over it. She just needs to keep the price secret.

Yao Zhaowen calculated in his mind that this was thirty thousand yuan, and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

After deducting the purchase price of 3,000 yuan and the transportation fee, the boss made a net profit of more than 20,000 yuan from this trip!

After hanging up the phone, Li Manjun called Zhao Yong again and asked him if the company could arrange three long-distance trucks immediately.

As soon as Zhao Yong heard this, he knew that the deal was concluded. He first said congratulations, and then said excitedly: "You are not allowed to treat me to a big dinner when you come back this time."

Li Manjun didn't smile playfully at him, "Car! Can you arrange a car?"

"Don't worry, I'll ask Sun Haitao to deliver it to you. Can you negotiate the price among yourselves or should I negotiate with him?" Junda Freight was recently secured by Mr. Qiu. Fortunately, his good friend Sun Haitao still has it.

Zhao Yong himself did not expect that when he returned to freight forwarding, he would happen to coincide with a large-scale housing construction in Southern Province, and Rongcheng was a heavy industry province. A large amount of construction steel was sent to Southern Province again and again, allowing him to catch up with this trend.

On the other hand, we won’t have time to study the department store matter for a while, so we can only move it to after the Spring Festival next year.

Li Manjun and Zhao Yong called Sun Haitao to negotiate the price themselves and told Yao Zhaowen to make the contact.

I called the cement factory again and informed them that people from my company would be loading goods in the next two days.

After everything was arranged, Li Manjun was not idle and actually visited several scenic spots recommended by the director of the firecracker factory.

I have to say that the development here is rapid, and the houses look higher and newer than those in Rongcheng.

Li Manjun also made a special trip to the seaside. At this time, there were a lot of boats coming and going at Dagang Pier, and fishermen on the shore were selling fresh seafood, which was very lively.

The seafood here is very cheap. Li Manjun ate while shopping and ate all kinds of seafood.

It's a pity that the journey is too far, otherwise I really want to take some back to give to my family and friends to try.

However, Rongcheng is not far from the sea. You can reach Nan Province by train in three hours. There are also seafood over there, so you can eat as much as you want.

It's just that transportation was inconvenient at this time. Many people knew that there was a sea near their homes, but they never took a look in their lives.

It took Yao Zhaowen two days to load all the goods and send them out of Rongcheng. On the sixth day, Li Manjun received 30 tons of kraft paper personally delivered by Sun Haitao's brother Sun Haiyang.

"Sister-in-law, the goods have been delivered. Do you want to come with us or take the train?" Sun Haiyang asked politely.

Li Manjun knew that they had to look for goods locally and would not return with an empty train, and because he did not want to trouble anyone, he declined his offer and chose to return by train alone.

This time she had experience. She bought a soft sleeper early in the morning, and with the 21,500 yuan she earned, she no longer felt that the journey was long and hard, and she felt like returning home was as fast as an arrow.

Zhao Yong picked him up at the train station at the right time. Li Manjun should have arrived at Rongcheng Railway Station at 7 pm, but it was late again, arriving at 9:30 pm.

She walked out of the platform with her bag on her back, and at a glance she saw Zhao Yong, who was leaning on a pillar with long arms and legs, holding a cigarette in his hand but not lighting it, and he was about to turn into a stone looking at his wife.

"I'm sorry, the train is late again. How long have you been waiting?" Li Manjun asked in a distressed and funny tone.

Zhao Yong drove a small blue-covered truck and gave her a smile that was uglier than crying as he waited at the traffic light, "It will only take more than two hours."

Li Manjun burst out laughing. Although the man was pitiful, she couldn't help but be happy thinking about the money in her pocket.

"Look how happy you are, how much money have you made?" Zhao Yong asked curiously, grinning along with her.

After not seeing each other for half a month, he realized that he missed her so much. It was like not seeing her for one day, like several autumns.

Li Manjun made a gesture, Zhao Yong turned the steering wheel on the spot, turned around and headed straight to the night market street. This is not a celebration, is it ridiculous?