Siheyuan: Occupy the Purchasing Department and make a fortune

Two hundred yuan was like a life-threatening expense to Yan Jiecheng.

He said to Han Weimin in frustration: "Brother Weimin, I will go back and discuss this with my dad."

"If he's willing to pay the money, I'll come back to you."

Han Weimin nodded: "Okay, go ahead."

Yan Jieben wanted to take Moutai back, but he was afraid of angering Han Weimin and saying that he would not be given the opportunity to join the purchasing department in the future. So after hesitating for a moment, he turned around and left.

When Yan Jiecheng returned home dejected, the whole family was in an uproar.

Yan Fugui was so angry at Han Weimin's condition that his liver hurt.

The three aunts were also cursing at home.

Yan Jiecheng was very depressed.

Knowing that I am going to work, I guess there is no hope.

He went back to the bedroom without saying a word and fell asleep.

......

The next day.

Han Weimin gave Yu Hongfang and Yu Hongyan 50 cents each for breakfast and asked them to eat outside.

I also rode my bike out early.

He first went to the small building where Lou Xiao'e lived.

At this time, Lou Xiao'e had not yet gotten up.

After hearing Han Weimin's voice, he rushed downstairs excitedly and opened the door for Han Weimin.

After the two of them were affectionate.

Han Weimin asked Lou Xiaoe to go out for dinner together.

After they ate the soup dumplings, Han Weimin said, "Xiao'e, I'll take a leave this afternoon. Let's go get the certificate together."

Lou Xiao'e was surprised.

"Okay, Weimin."

Dinner is over.

Han Weimin then rode his bike to the steel mill to work.

When he arrived at the clinic door, Han Weimin found that there was already a long line of patients.

One by one, the patients greeted Han Weimin.

"Morning, Doctor Han!"

"Good morning, Doctor Han."

.......

Han Weimin smiled and said, "Sorry to have kept you waiting."

He quickly entered the consulting room.

He hung the canvas bag on the clothes rack and put on a short-sleeved white coat.

The weather is too hot, so the hospital distributed short-sleeved shirts a long time ago.

After Han Weimin sat down, Wu Fang started calling out numbers and asking patients to come in for treatment.

The first person to come in was a woman about fifty years old.

The aunt looked tired and spoke weakly.

Han Weimin asked about the condition.

The aunt said, "Doctor, I have been suffering from insomnia recently. I can't sleep all night long."

"I feel restless and uneasy."

Han Weimin saw that the other person was breathing rapidly and his face was pale.

He asked the lady to stick out her tongue.

When the tongue is stuck out, you can see that the base color of the tongue is very red, and the tip and edge of the tongue are dark red.

Han Weimin asked: "Auntie, have you taken any medicine before?"

The aunt sighed and said, "I took western medicine before."

“But it didn’t work.”

Han Weimin nodded: "You have excessive heat in your liver and gallbladder, which has also caused excessive heat in your heart."

"The sides of the tongue represent the liver and gallbladder, and the tip of the tongue represents the heart."

“They are all red.”

"I'll prescribe some medicine for you and everything will be fine."

The aunt frowned: "Doctor, you can't prescribe too expensive medicine."

“My family is not well off.”

"I can't afford it."

Han Weimin nodded. Cases like this aunt's were not uncommon in this era.

Even in later generations, there are still many people who cannot afford medical treatment.

Han Weimin said: "Don't worry, auntie."

“I try to prescribe as little medication as possible.”

Then he took the prescription and began to write quickly.

30g lily, 15g Prunella vulgaris, 9g cypress seeds...

After writing the prescription, Han Weimin handed it to the aunt.

The moment the aunt pinched the prescription, the system's voice rang inside Han Weimin's head.

"Ding, the host heals the patient and gains 30 points of merit!"

Han Weimin's mouth corners turned up.

It feels so good to serve the people!

Then, Han Weimin followed the advice and diagnosed and treated the remaining 20 or so patients one by one.

After just one hour, he had served all the patients queuing at the door.

Han Weimin also gained a full 900 points of merit.

This made Han Weimin feel very satisfied.

After seeing the patient, Han Weimin had some free time. He drank tea and chatted with Wu Fang.

"Doctor Han, today is the day we collect our salaries."

"How are you going to spend the money?"

Wu Fang asked with a smile.

Han Weimin was stunned for a moment, but soon understood.

This Guanxiang means paying wages.

"Oh, how else can I spend it? Of course I'll save it to get married."

"At my age, other people already have several children."

"I don't even have a wife now."

Wu Fang covered her mouth and laughed.

"It's not easy for you to find a wife with your conditions."

"If you really can't find one, just consider me."

Han Weimin looked Wu Fang up and down. Although her body was not as domineering as Lou Xiao'e, she had a fair and sweet face and a unique femininity.

"You, it's not impossible."

"It's just that I did talk about one recently."

"I can't delay you."

Wu Fang wrinkled her nose and said with a little disappointment: "Is it that Lou Xiao'e?"

"She is a descendant of capitalists."

"If you marry her, don't you worry about the political review of your child in the future?"

Han Weimin smiled and said, "I really haven't thought about this."

"Let's take one step at a time."

Wu Fang nodded: "Doctor Han, calling you Doctor Han is too unfamiliar, I will just call you Brother Weimin."

"Can I call you this when there are no patients?"

Han Weimin smiled and said, "Of course it can be done."

"Just call me whatever comes to your mind."

Wu Fang became serious: "Brother Weimin, if you and Lou Xiao'e can't develop in the future, can you consider me?"

Han Weimin nodded and said, "Okay."

The reason why he said this was because the Lou family was going to travel to Hong Kong Island before the wind started.

I may not go with them at that time.

At that time, I had to marry another wife.

At this time.

Han Weimin heard someone calling him loudly at the door.

"Han Weimin!"

"Han Weimin!"

In addition, there was the angry dissuasive voice of Old Wu from the mail room.

"what are you doing!"

"This is a hospital. Who told you to yell?"

Not only did the voice not listen to Lao Wu's dissuasion, but it became louder and louder.

"Han Weimin!"

"Han Weimin, come out!"

Wu Fang frowned: "Who is so rude?"

"Shouting."

Han Weimin had a smile on his face.

"Oh, a friend of mine."

"I'll go out and see."

Han Weimin had already recognized that the owner of this voice was none other than his subordinate Zhong Haiyang.

The second generation who started out as a trader.

He greeted Wu Fang, then stood up and strode towards the hospital entrance.

Zhong Haiyang was extremely excited to see Han Weimin.

"Wei Min, you are here."

"I was almost mistaken for a criminal by your security guard."

Then, Zhong Haiyang said to Old Wu: "See? I told you, I really am here to look for someone."

When Old Wu saw that Han Weimin really knew him, he said in dissatisfaction, "You rushed in so hastily. When I asked you if you were a doctor, you didn't say anything. How could I let you in?"

Zhong Haiyang admitted his mistake with a very good attitude: "Yes, yes, it's my fault, it's my fault, please bear with me."

Han Weimin also smiled and explained to Lao Wu: "Lao Wu, this is my friend."

"You misunderstood."

Old Wu then smiled, waved his hand, and went into the mail room.

Zhong Haiyang pulled Han Weimin to a secluded place near the door.

"Wei Min, something happened."

Han Weimin was shocked and his eyes widened.

"What happened?"

He thought that his selling of alcohol had attracted the attention of the relevant authorities.

Zhong Haiyang said: "Supplies have become even more scarce recently."

"There was a production accident in Maotai Town, and hundreds of tons of wine were wasted."

“It’s a defective product.”

“Now the price of Moutai has skyrocketed.”

"The price of a bottle has been hyped up to 20 yuan."

Han Weimin was shocked.

"Hiss.....Then you've become rich?"

"I gave you five dollars and fifty cents each."

Zhong Haiyang sighed deeply and said, "Hey, don't mention it."

“It’s too early to sell.”

“The price went up only after I sold all the goods.”

"Do you have any stock now?"

"To sell Maotai now, you need a first-class liquor ticket."

"This stuff is a scarce commodity."

"A first-class drink ticket costs five dollars."

"Don't even mention buying wine."

Han Weimin was very surprised, but he was secretly happy in his heart.

If something happened to Moutai and I took the opportunity to sell a batch of it, I would have made a fortune.

Zhong Haiyang asked hurriedly, "Wei Min, can you still get some wine?"

"Give me some more."

“It doesn’t matter if the price is a little higher.”

“The point is not to get a ticket.”

Han Weimin smiled.

If this guy could get the wine from me, I could sell it at a much higher price.

After all, he doesn't need a wine ticket.

Ordinary people can't get this thing.

Han Weimin nodded: "Yes, I can, but I can't get too much."

There were too many and he was afraid no one would investigate.

After all, Moutai is in short supply right now. If you sell more than the distillery produces, it would really arouse huge suspicion.

Zhong Haiyang laughed excitedly when he heard this.

"Not much is fine."

"Can you get fifty bottles?"

Han Weimin couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

Zhong Haiyang hurriedly asked: "Is it too much?"

"If it's too much, 30 bottles will do."

Han Weimin said in dissatisfaction: "Zhong Haiyang, who are you looking down on?"

"Only fifty bottles."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Haiyang was not angry at all. Instead, he was so surprised that he almost jumped up.

"Hahaha, Wei Min, if you can get me a hundred bottles, I will recognize you as my big brother."

Han Weimin smiled and said, "What if we get 200 bottles?"

Zhong Haiyang gritted his teeth and said, "I will...I will become your godfather!"

Han Weimin burst out laughing.

"You are so cruel, kid."

"alright."

"I'll get you 300 bottles."

Zhong Haiyang was so shocked that his scalp went numb when he heard this.

"How many?"

"300 bottles?"

"my God!"

"Wei Min, who are you?"

"You are not the Moutai factory director's biological son, are you?"

Han Weimin said, "Stop talking nonsense."

"You will come to this address tomorrow to pick up the goods."

"Get a truck."

Zhong Haiyang was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling: "This must be done by a truck."

"Wei Min, you are really my God of Wealth."

Han Weimin smiled and said, "Call me foster father."

Zhong Haiyang laughed: "Godfather, please accept my greetings."

Then, he saluted with his hands clasped, like an ancient military general.

Han Weimin smiled and said, "Fortunately your last name is Zhong. If your last name was Lu, I would never dare to be your foster father."

Zhong Haiyang laughed.

After seeing Zhong Haiyang off, Han Weimin suddenly thought of a question.

That is, whether the prices of items in the Merit Mall will be affected by market price fluctuations.

He quickly immersed his consciousness into the system and checked it carefully.

"It's still 6 points of merit per bottle!"

"Fortunately."

Immediately, he exchanged 300 bottles of Moutai and placed them directly in Linglong Fudi.

300 bottles of Moutai cost a total of 1800 merit points.

"If I sell it to Zhong Haiyang for 18 yuan this time, I can make a terrifying profit of 5400 yuan."

"Whoo~"

"It seems that I am not far from becoming a millionaire."

Han Weimin breathed a sigh of relief.

In any era, having money always makes people more confident.

This is how the so-called wealth and power come about.

Return to the clinic.

Han Weimin looked very excited.

Wu Fang asked curiously.

"Doctor Han, has your friend introduced you to someone?"

"Why are you so happy?"

Han Weimin said: "That's much more exciting than introducing someone."

"My friend said he would give me some first-class wine tickets."

Wu Fang smiled and said, "You are still drinking."

"I've never seen you drink."

Han Weimin said: "Although I don't drink it, I can sell it for several dollars."

Wu Fang pursed her lips: "That's indeed worth being happy about."

Then, Han Weimin asked Wu Fang, "Wu Fang, do you know anyone who sells red sandalwood furniture, mahogany furniture, or antique calligraphy and paintings?"

"I'd like to buy some of these."

He knew that Wu Fang had an unusual family background and should have access to this kind of stuff.

Wu Fang shook her head: "I don't know anything about this kind of thing."

"My family doesn't allow me to touch any antique calligraphy or paintings."

"They say those are the Four Olds."

"Now we need to destroy the four olds and establish the four new things."

Han Weimin nodded and said nothing more.

There is no point in saying more as the concepts are different.

At noon, Han Weimin went to the cafeteria to get food, but Sha Zhu was still not there, as he had gone to prepare special meals for his leader.

Even Shazhu wouldn't buy this kind of big pot dish now.

He handed all of them over to his apprentice Ma Hua.

Ma Hua is very enthusiastic about Han Weimin.

However, Han Weimin took a quick glance and saw that the dishes in front of him were all vegetarian.

There's not even a piece of meat.

Han Weimin asked: "Ma Hua, what's going on today?"

"Why isn't there even a single meat dish?"

Ma Hua sighed: "Doctor Han, you don't know that pork is in short supply recently."

"Let me beat some eggs for you."

"At least it's a half-meat dish."

Han Weimin nodded helplessly.

"alright."

"I want an egg, and some stir-fried cabbage with vermicelli."

"Three white noodles."

Ma Hua nodded: "Okay."

"That's thirty-five cents."

Han Weimin took out the meal ticket and handed it through the window.

When eating at the steel rolling mill, one first buys a meal ticket with money, and then goes to the window with a ticket of equal value to get the meal.

Han Weimin sat together with several male and female doctors from the factory hospital, chatting and eating.

Gastroenterologist Zhou Yuanshan said, "Have you all heard about it?"

“This year’s employee skills rating is about to begin.”

“Hopefully I can move up a level this year.”

"If you get promoted to the next level, your salary will increase by more than five dollars."

Ophthalmologist Zheng Chunming asked, "You were rated as a third-level physician last year, and you want to be promoted again this year?"

"I'm afraid I'm thinking too much."

Zhou Yuanshan sighed and said with a smile: "Haha, it is indeed a bit difficult."

"But I think Dr. Han should be able to rise a lot of levels."

"He's only level three now."

"With his medical skills, it would be no problem for him to be rated as level eight."

Zheng Chunming also looked at Han Weimin and nodded, "Yes."

"Doctor Han, once the rating is successful, your salary will probably skyrocket."