The days of being a buyer in Siheyuan

The next morning, Liu Minghui called Zhao Shanhe, told him the location of the courtyard, and asked him to drive over and take it away after a while.

"Haha, that's great, thank you, brother. Don't worry, I'll send someone over right away."

Zhao Shanhe on the other end of the phone didn't dare to believe it at first, until Liu Minghui explained it again, and then he believed that Liu Minghui really got the supplies he needed overnight.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to come, brother."

Liu Minghui hung up the phone cheerfully, then called Song Gang over and said, "Pack up and go out with me."

"Yes, Director."

Then the two of them left the office one after the other under the gaze of others.

Xu Tian remained silent upon seeing this. As for Bai Ling, she didn't think too much about it and asked in confusion, "Hey, where is our director? He also called Brother Song away."

Facing Bai Ling's question, Xu Tian explained unhappily: "Are you stupid? It's because of that person who came yesterday. He was said to be asking for supplies."

"Ah, our director is so capable."

Bai Ling was not stupid, and she was dumbfounded after hearing this.

After all, if you think about it, you will know that it cannot be because of a small amount of supplies. At least the quantity is not small, otherwise people would not come to Liu Minghui for help.

"You will know it now. As for how big it is, you will know when they come back."

Xu Tian shrugged and said in a deep voice.

On the other side, Liu Minghui and Song Gang were waiting in the courtyard early.

Liu Minghui rented this place a few years ago in the name of the purchasing department of the steel rolling mill. It has been several years now. Every time Liu Minghui provides supplies to the steel rolling mill, he will store them here first.

Before Zhao Shanhe and others arrived, Liu Minghui and Song Gang were waiting at the door, and the two of them squatted on the ground smoking.

"Lao Song, how is your work lately? Is it troublesome?"

When he had nothing to do, Liu Minghui asked about Song Gang's situation. Because Song Gang occasionally needed to deliver supplies to the department's canteen, Liu Minghui wanted to ask about his work situation.

After hearing this, Song Gang quickly said, "Director, I'm not tired, nor do I find it troublesome. This is much easier than delivering goods together. After all, there is no need to run a night train."

Song Gang explained with a smile on his face, giving people the impression that he was not lying.

Liu Minghui took a closer look, then nodded and said, "That's good. If you have any questions, just come to me. If nothing else, some small troubles are not difficult for me."

Song Gang was grateful after hearing this, and assured Liu Minghui: "I remember the director's kindness, but my current job is really easy. If I ask for anything else, I might be hated."

Song Gang said weakly, apart from anything else, his former colleagues in the same department were so envious when they learned about his current situation.

After all, I live a leisurely life every day and my leader is easy to get along with. Anyone else would be unhappy if it were someone like this.

"I see. That seems to be the case."

Liu Minghui thought about it and felt that what the other party said was right. It is not the lack of wealth that is worrying, but the inequality of wealth. It is indeed too eye-catching.

Just like him, he works so leisurely every day, maybe someone will talk about him behind his back.

It's just that no one can replace his role at this moment.

That's why he's so indulgent.

After a long while, a large truck drove over. Liu Minghui saw it from a distance and stood by the roadside with Song Gang waiting.

"Drip."

Soon, the car stopped in front of the two of them, and a man got out from the passenger seat. Who else could it be but Zhao Shanhe?

"Brother, sorry for the long wait. Your place is not easy to find. I drove around outside for a few times and finally asked someone for directions before I could drive in."

Zhao Shanhe pretended to be unhappy and complained. Seeing this, Liu Minghui smiled and asked, "If I had known about this earlier, I would have delivered it to your door."

Zhao Shanhe waved his hands when he heard this: "Hey, how can this be possible? I've done my best to help you with this, so why would I bother you?"

After the greetings, Zhao Shanhe excitedly asked Liu Minghui, "Brother, where are the things?"

He came today but he had already made arrangements with the factory in advance, saying that they had already contacted for the supplies and were waiting for him to take them back.

Liu Minghui did not hide anything and took Zhao Shanhe to the door, took out the key, opened the door, and walked in with him.

As soon as they entered the yard, except Liu Minghui, the other three had a look of surprise.

In fact, in order to save trouble, Liu Minghui simply piled the things in the middle of the yard.

I saw dozens of bags of flour piled up in the yard, and some were in bamboo baskets. From the outside, you could see that they were filled with fruits.

You have to know that it is the coldest time of the year now, and nothing else is as surprising as these ten baskets of fruits.

That would be bad enough, not to mention the slices of pork lying on the ground, which looked like they had been frozen solid.

Zhao Shanhe was the first to come to his senses. He held Liu Minghui's hand and thanked him repeatedly: "Oh, this is so, so amazing."

Zhao Shanhe wanted to say "that's awesome", but he changed the word in the end.

"Brother, you should check and see if there is anything missing."

Liu Minghui smiled slightly. It was nothing, just a small matter.

Zhao Shanhe didn't hesitate to hear that. He brought his men with him to count the supplies in the yard according to the list.

After seeing this, Song Gang stuttered to Liu Minghui and asked, "Director, how much is here? Are you giving it to the other party?"

Don’t blame Song Gang for being surprised. In fact, no matter who it is, they will be shocked when they see this scene.

Liu Minghui glanced at the other party and didn't explain, but still said calmly: "Well, you can help carry it and put it in the car for them later."

This is why Liu Minghui called Song Gang over. He can't just do it himself.

"Okay, Chief. I understand."

Song Gang replied after hearing this, but his eyes were still on the supplies. Although he had been here last time, Liu Minghui didn't store much supplies here at that time.

It’s because Liu Minghui had the space. He was the one who put the supplies in this morning, so it’s much safer this way.

Otherwise, Liu Minghui's place would have been visited by many people long ago.

Don't underestimate people's sense of smell in this era.

For example, large trucks from the steel rolling mill pass through this alley every now and then, and they will stop at the gate of this yard. As soon as you leave, someone might come in and look at you.

This is also the reason why Liu Minghui never worries about being discovered. Even if someone is following him, they cannot figure out where his things come from.

After all, Liu Minghui owns the purchasing channels, so it is impossible to say that no one is paying attention to him.

It’s just that Liu Minghui has been covering it up very well, so nothing happened.