Chapter 9 Official Procurement
Chapter 9 Official Procurement
"Some?" Yang Wendong accurately grasped the quantifier.
"My name is Elena. What's yours?" Elena introduced herself, apparently because they might have more communication later.
Yang Wendong said: "My name is Yang Wendong."
"Yang Wendong, then I will call you Mr. Yang. Although my Chinese is okay, it feels a bit awkward to call you by your names." Elena said with a smile.
Then he glanced at Su Yiyi beside him and asked, "Mr. Yang, is this your wife?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Yiyi's face turned red, but she didn't say anything.
Yang Wendong smiled and said, "No, her name is Su Yiyi."
"Oh," Elena smiled and said, "Mr. Yang, after I brought your mousetrap back home, I used it for a few days and caught three big mice. The effect is very good.
So I'm thinking of buying another 20, and if the results are still good, I'll come back again."
"No problem, I can provide as much as you want!" Yang Wendong said generously.
I have been setting up a stall here these days, and the items I sell are basically scattered. After A Biao sold a batch before, he also reported that it was somewhat effective in catching mice, but it is obvious that people will not buy it again.
He was also very happy to meet another big client, and he didn't need to share the profits of this transaction with other middlemen.
"That's not necessarily true. Who knows, the amount I might buy later might far exceed your imagination?" Elena said with a smile.
Yang Wendong looked at the middle-aged white woman in front of him in surprise and asked, "What level of quantity?"
"Hundreds, thousands or even more." Elena said, "I work in a government department. There are many warehouses under the Hong Kong government or some well-connected foreign companies, storing food, daily necessities or some other supplies.
Over the years, many warehouses have had a lot of rats, and government departments have a budget for rat extermination every year. Your mousetrap is much cheaper than a mousecage, so it has many advantages.
This time, I will take 20 of them to a grain warehouse to see the effect. If it is good, maybe I can promote it internally. The quantity required is very large. "
After listening to this, Yang Wendong thought for a moment and asked, "Ms. Elena, this kind of official procurement usually has a fixed channel, right?"
In any era, for any company or government, purchasing supplies is a good job, and a bunch of interest chain groups will inevitably emerge around these supplies.
"You know a lot." Elena also understood what Yang Wendong meant, but did not point it out, and explained:
"Many warehouses and even government offices already have mouse traps, but they don't work well, so they're thinking about changing to new mouse traps. Your thing is new, and others don't have it."
"I see." Yang Wendong nodded. Since it was a new thing, although there was no registered patent, at present, he was the only one who knew about it among the officials.
Elena added: “In fact, it’s also because what you have is not valuable, and it covers a wide range of areas.
Generally, it doesn’t cost much to buy a separate warehouse, and I came here just because I’m in charge of the supply of goods to Hong Kong.”
"That's right." Yang Wendong smiled. These little things were not valuable, but they had to be distributed to warehouses in different places in Hong Kong.
To put it simply, the amount of money purchased by the warehouse itself will not be very high, and unified purchasing may have some value, but how can the person in charge of this area see this as important?
In this short while, Yang Wendong has already picked out 20 mouse traps, and then tied them together with thin ropes. The bamboo tubes are not heavy, but if they are not tied well, it will be difficult for one person to carry them with both hands.
Elena took the bamboo tube, counted it and made sure there was no problem, then put the bamboo tube on the ground, took out a 10-yuan bill from her pocket and handed it to Yang Wendong.
He then said, "Mr. Yang, if this mousetrap works well, you need to give me a discount for the next batch."
"No problem." Yang Wendong nodded. He naturally understood what the other party meant.
This is the social rules that you must understand if you want to achieve some success in Hong Kong today.
Even in the future, it will be the same, but now it may be more direct. In the future, it will need to be done through various "legal means", such as arranging leaders to buy second-hand cars from 4S stores and then "refund one and compensate three"...
Elena in front of him was willing to help poor Chinese people before. In Yang Wendong's eyes, she was definitely a good person. However, it is not wrong that good people also love money.
Even for someone like her, having more money might be a good thing.
Seeing Yang Wendong's expression was a little abnormal, Elena seemed to know something, and hurriedly said: "This discount is really just a literal meaning. The Hong Kong government needs to save money when spending money."
"Well... Actually, even if you are thrifty, it doesn't mean that others will do the same, right?" Yang Wendong was not sure what the other party meant, so he could only follow suit.
Elena shook her head and said, "Then I have no choice. I can only do my best and be true to my heart."
"Okay." Yang Wendong nodded.
Elena's expression changed a little again, and then she said, "A few days ago, the man who was beaten died."
"Dead?" Yang Wendong was also stunned. The man was beaten very badly at that time.
But he was still able to stand up and walk with the help of his daughter.
Unexpectedly, he died. Yang Wendong had never thought about such a thing.
Elena added: "I was worried, so I asked a friend to find out his address. When I went back, I found out that he had been dead for a day. I didn't know where his daughter was. His family lived in a dormitory, which was also occupied by other people."
"This is how society is," said Yang Wendong.
This was the situation in Hong Kong in the 50s. It was common to see dozens or even hundreds of people slashing at each other with knives on the street.
"I've already called the police, but the street vendor management team is a subordinate of the police. In the end, this matter may just..." Elena didn't say anything else.
There are some things that everyone knows, so there is no need to explain them so clearly.
Yang Wendong also understood that it was just the life of a low-level person, and this was the thing that was most in abundance in Hong Kong in the 50s.
(End of this chapter)