Rebirth 79, starting from making my ex-wife regret

Chapter 6 Legal and Compliant Sales Channels

“They won’t, but I will.”

Fang Lin's next words once again shocked and confused the two of them.

The process of hand-making electric fans is far less difficult than the two imagined.

Tools and materials are all available.

Fang Lin first made a sample and built one for everyone to see.

If that's ok.

Wu Hongbing mobilized his subordinates to follow suit and make more electric fans.

"Master Fang, are your parents high-level intellectuals?"

After being stunned for a long time, Wu Hongbing couldn't help but ask about Fang Lin's family background.

Good guy.

How could an electric fan, a high-end industrial product, become so simple in Fang Lin's mouth?

It was as if Fang Lin wasn’t going to make an electric fan.

It's some common little object.

Damn, this is too wild!

"My parents are not high-level intellectuals, but just two ordinary workers."

Fang Lin said simply.

"Red Soldier, stop asking."

Worried that Wu Hongbing's next question might touch upon Fang Lin's sorrow, Xie Yunwei leaned close to Wu Hongbing's ear and whispered a few words.

The next moment, Wu Hongbing said with a serious expression: "Master Fang, I'm sorry, I'm a rough person, don't take what I said just now to heart."

"Since you are sure, let's try it now?"

When Wu Hongbing learned that Fang Lin was the child of a martyr, he was filled with respect.

Born under the red flag, grew up in a new country.

Most young people have a heroic dream in their hearts, and what they admire is neither rich people nor leading cadres.

But heroes and martyrs.

If for no other reason, it's because Fang Lin's parents were martyrs who protected national property.

"it is good."

Fang Lin smiled faintly.

Without saying a word, Wu Hongbing took the two of them to a warehouse of the small group.

Warehouse door.

Several young people were sitting on the ground, playing cards.

"Stop playing around, open the warehouse, and power up the workshop. Master Fang is going to show us his skills in a bit."

After briefly introducing Fang Lin's identity, Wu Hongbing arranged for everyone to prepare what Fang Lin needed.

As the warehouse door opened.

Fang Lin has a better understanding of the concept of "living off the mountain that you are in" in this era.

In the small warehouse, there are a large number of wooden boxes marked as defective products.

Without exception, they are full of electronic components.

"Master Fang, take what you want. If you need any components, please tell me and I'll have someone go back to the main factory to find them for you."

The Yanjing Radio Factory didn’t have much else, but it had plenty of electronic components.

Hearing this, Fang Lin was not polite.

Several boxes were opened in succession, producing a large number of electronic components for processing electric fans.

Ten minutes later.

There was a pile of seemingly unrelated parts in front of Fang Lin.

"Xiao Wu, prepare some thin iron sheets, iron scissors, and a wooden hammer for me. Arrange a few people to help me take these things to your workshop."

"no problem."

Wu Hongbing gave a look and two young men came over immediately.

Help Fang Lin move things to the small collective production workshop not far from the warehouse.

It would take some time to find thin iron sheets, iron scissors and other tools. Wu Hongbing couldn't help asking, "Master Fang, if, I mean if, we can really make an electric fan, we should sell it, right?"

Hearing this, Xie Yunwei said: "Hongbing, why are you so stupid? Go to the black market!"

"Xie Yunwei, don't give me such bad ideas."

Fang Lin interrupted quickly.

I was worried that the stubborn Wu Hongbing would really listen to Xie Yunwei's bad idea and go to the black market to sell the batch of electric fans.

The last two years.

The relevant departments have not been as aggressive in cracking down on speculation as before, and the government will not investigate unless the people report it.

but……

Reducing the intensity of crackdowns does not mean that speculation and profiteering are no longer criminal acts.

The black market is a mixed place, and you can see plainclothes police officers from time to time.

Once caught, even if you don't go to jail, your illegal behavior will be recorded in your file.

From the 1950s to the mid-to-late 1980s, once the archives were stained.

Not to mention being a worker, even being an individual.

The relevant departments may not approve the procedures for you.

"Master, if we can't go to the black market, how can we sell our products?"

Xie Yunwei asked.

"We adopted an unplanned sales model and took the initiative to contact the government offices to sell these electric fans to them."

“Selling electric fans to the government offices?!”

Xie Yunwei and Wu Hongbing were confused after hearing this.

Even the brave Wu Hongbing was frightened by these words.

The reason why they sell secretly is because they feel guilty.

Selling means of production privately.

Even if there are a hundred reasons, it is still taboo.

Didn't think so.

Fang Lin suggested selling the electric fans to the relevant departments. Isn't this tantamount to walking into trouble?

"Xiao Wu, remember this: leaders are also human beings. They also have to deal with trivial matters like food, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea every day."

"You said it yourself, electric fans are high-end industrial products. Apart from those big leaders and military chiefs, how many ordinary cadres can afford electric fans?"

"Will they not be tempted when they learn that you have a batch of unplanned electric fans that you have independently processed and do not need industrial tickets?"

"Let's take a step back and say that even if these leaders are not tempted, what about their wives and children?"

"Don't forget what day it is next month."

"Master, your method is amazing!"

After listening to Fang Lin's words, Xie Yunwei was so excited that he gave a thumbs up.

I have been an apprentice to Fang Lin for more than a year.

Why didn’t I realize before that my master has such a quick mind!

I thought of everything I should and shouldn’t think about!

Wu Hongbing was confused and asked, "What day is next month?"

"Brother, the college entrance examination will be held next month."

Xie Yunwei said without hesitation: "If you were a parent and your child was going to college, and you saw a fan for sale that could cool you down, wouldn't you want to buy one for your child?"

"You know the terrible weather in Yanjing. It's hot enough to kill people in June."

"I understand! Master Fang, no no no, Brother Fang, you are really this!"

After Xie Yunwei's guidance, Wu Hongbing suddenly realized.

He also gave a thumbs up and changed his words to call Fang Lin "big brother".

Awesome, really awesome!

Let’s not talk about whether Fang Lin can actually make an electric fan.

Just with this brain.

He is definitely a man who can do great things.

Wu Hongbing only admires two types of people in his life.

One is a heroic man, and the other is a smart person with a good brain.

Fang Lin is right, leading cadres are also human beings.

There are also various life needs!

Becoming a college student is like a carp leaping over the dragon gate.

You can become a state official after graduation.

Compared to ordinary people.

Leading cadres pay more attention to whether their children can successfully enter university.

With an electric fan.

If your children can prepare for the college entrance examination quickly, they will definitely learn things more smoothly.

At the same time, Wu Hongbing thought of another thing.

Sell ​​to leading cadres, even if the items are of shady origin.

These people will also help cover up.

This way.

You won't have to worry about anyone finding fault with you.

"Brother Hongbing, I got the stuff."

"Brother Fang, let's get started!"

Wu Hongbing rubbed his hands excitedly, and couldn't wait to see the handmade electric fan.

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