"When will your couplets be printed?"

"It must be Dongyue anyway, it's useless to come down early."

"I still want [-] sets. Don't forget, it's best to send them to my home."

Yuan Hai could still do this.

After finishing the work here, Wan Feng brought those promotional materials to the third destination: Hongya County Agricultural Machinery Company.

After a little trouble, Wan Feng met Manager Pan of the Agricultural Machinery Company.

Manager Pan sat lazily behind the desk, blowing the fan constantly, looking sweaty and impatient.

"Your factory wants to sell tractors?"

Wan Feng respectfully handed the tractor brochure to Manager Pan's desk: "Manager Pan, this is the product introduction of the small four-wheel tractor produced by our tractor factory. of."

Manager Pan glanced at the brochure lightly, but didn't pick it up to read it.

"Where is your factory?"

"Warrior Commune will send the Weida Team to the Wahou Squad."

"Our county? Can our county manufacture tractors?"

What's so great about building a tractor? If there are enough supporting projects, I will show you how to build a Santana.

"How much is the factory price of your tractor?"

"The ex-factory price of the front is [-] yuan, and the ex-factory price of the trailer is [-] yuan. If the company can buy more than ten sets at one time, we can get a discount of [-] yuan for one set."

Manager Pan tapped his fingers on the table and thought for a long time before saying, "3000 yuan per set, the car is sold and the bill is settled."

Wan Feng was a little dumbfounded. Did you agree that people in the early 80s were all simple?

"Manager Pan, our car set has a total profit of about 3000 yuan, and you cut it off [-] yuan at once, and you made [-] yuan by cooperating with us to sell products worth more than [-] yuan?

"Is two hundred yuan not enough? Comrade, our workers only earn more than 30 yuan a month. If you sell a set of cars, you can earn two hundred yuan, which is already huge profits."

Huge profit your sister!

"Manager Pan, our factory is just starting out. We can't wait for the car to be sold before giving money. We need cash to pick up the goods, otherwise we won't be able to turn around."

"Cash? I can only give you two thousand five for the car set."

Wan Feng took a deep breath, is this intentionally making things difficult?

"Manager Pan, once our products are launched in the market, the sales will be booming. Do you think about it again..."

"Don't think about it any more. My words count. If you want to enter our company's counter, it's what I just said."

Wan Feng stood up with a smile, went to the desk and put away the brochure.

"Manager Pan, excuse me!"

After speaking, Wan Feng turned and walked towards the door.

"Put your pamphlet here, I'll have time to read it."

With his back turned to Manager Pan, a sneer flashed across Wan Feng's face, and he cursed fiercely in his heart: Look at the chicken neck!

Without thinking, he pushed the door and walked out.

Chapter 553

Walking out of the gate of the means of production, Wan Feng took a deep breath looking at the crowd passing through the street.

There is a saying, if you ignore me now, then you will not be able to climb high.

Seeing that it was already ten o'clock in the morning, Wan Feng decided to go home.

It was less than 10:30 when the car arrived at the Yongshi Commune, and Wan Feng turned into the commune tractor station.

He still has one thing to do.

The tractors in the commune tractor station are neatly placed there, and none of them are working outside.

The drivers are hiding in the tall maintenance workshop of the tractor station and are playing poker shirtless.

Liang Yuan leaned against the wall boredly, staring at the roof in a daze. He was watching a trouble that accidentally flew into the house and panicked looking for a place to escape.

"Is Master Xiaoliang here?"

The back of Liang Yuan's head turned [-] degrees to the right with the wall as the axis, and he saw a young man asking those poker players with mischievous eyes.

It looks familiar, I must have seen this young man somewhere, remember, isn't this the little guy who hired a tractor station to pull firewood in the British Commune last winter?

Thinking of this little guy, Liang Yuan, he couldn't help but think of the hot pot that he ate at the Daying Commune Restaurant that day.

It seems that I haven't been to a restaurant for a long time.

Liang Yuan jumped up: "Are you looking for me?"

"Yes, I'll find you, let's talk outside."

Liang Yuan ran out of the workshop and followed Wan Feng out of the tractor station to a big tree beside the road.

Wan Feng handed Liang Yuan a cigarette: "Master Liang, let me ask, are the people in your tractor station state employees?"

"Fart, what kind of state employees are we, just temporary workers."

Temporary workers, this is easy to handle.

"Then how much do you earn a month?"

"Ten yuan, one hundred and twelve a year."

That's all!

"Brother Liang, when you pulled firewood last winter, your personality and skills left a very good impression on me. Are you interested in working with us?"

Liang Yuan blinked his eyes a few times, and looked at Wan Feng suspiciously: "Where are you going? Jiangwei?"

Wan Feng nodded: "Yes, we are short of a 22 tractor driver. I guess you are familiar with that car, it was from the tractor station before."

"Which car? Which car is in bad condition!"

"The engine of that car was overhauled when it was in our hands last year, and everything inside was replaced except for the crankshaft and connecting rod. Now the car is in poor condition."

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