Chapter 493: The Lazy, Fair-skinned Youth and the Hardworking, Strong Laborer (6)

Chapter 493: The Lazy, Fair-skinned Youth and the Hardworking, Strong Laborer (6)

The lazy, fair-skinned educated youth and the hardworking, strong laborer (XVI)

After getting this batch of pens, Lance turned around and took Song Ning away from the black market.

They had collected nearly six hundred pieces of goods in total. Although they still had a lot of funds, it would be a bit inconvenient to collect so much from the same place.

More importantly, they had been out for such a long time, and he guessed Ningning must be hungry just like him.

"Hungry? Not bad, I feel super happy now, not that hungry."

Song Ning's eyes sparkled as he and he found a corner and packed up all the things and counted them again.

Not only were his eyes much more relaxed than before he set out, they were also filled with excitement and a hint of rising confidence.

"I didn't expect bargaining to be so easy. I thought the man wouldn't agree."

Song Ning really didn't expect that he could actually bargain for an extra twenty yuan. You know, that's twenty yuan.

"Why did Ningning come up with the idea of ​​pretending to leave and tricking him just now?"

This move seems very experienced, Lance couldn't help but asked with a smile.

Song Ning blushed and whispered.

"Well, in the past, relatives at home often used this method when exchanging gifts."

Although they are not exactly the same, the core is basically the same.

Even because he used the faces of his relatives when he remembered them, he seemed particularly skilled and natural.

Lance didn't expect this to be the answer, and he couldn't help laughing when he heard it.

"Then Ningning must have been very good in the past, so skilled."

Song Ning felt a little embarrassed, but then he thought that he had saved a full twenty dollars, and he couldn't help but be delighted.

"I also think I'm a little bit awesome?"

Otherwise, how could he be so powerful and cut down twenty dollars.

"Our Ningning is the best."

After Lans praised him, they found a place and ate biscuits with the kettle they brought.

Although the cold pancakes are not as fragrant as those freshly out of the pan, they also have a unique taste when eaten cold.

At least Song Ning likes it very much.

He finished three pancakes in two or three bites, and suddenly he sighed for no apparent reason.

"We two can indeed afford to eat a little. If we don't try to earn more, we won't be able to afford it."

After eating these three pancakes, he actually felt only half full.

You have to know that if a strong laborer were given a pancake like this, it could be enough to make a meal for him, as it contains oil, eggs and good flour.

He ate three pancakes but still felt hungry and couldn't eat any more.

He wasn't full, and I guess Lance wasn't full either?

Song Ning turned his head and saw Lance, who was a head taller than him, shielding him from the scorching afternoon sun and quietly and politely finishing his last pancake.

Lance: "What's wrong? Not full?"

Song Ning shook his head violently.

"Are we going back now?"

There is still a lot of money and tickets left, but they have a lot of things here and it is not easy to carry them.

Lance nodded.

"Go back."

They collected a lot of things in this batch, especially the pens, which were the biggest.

However, Lance had already figured out how to deal with this batch of goods.

Zhou Cheng is in charge of purchasing for the factory. These past two days, a list has been giving him such a headache that he has been tossing and turning at night and unable to sleep.

A group of new technical backbones came to their factory recently. Logically speaking, this should be a good thing, but the problem lies in the welfare of these technical backbones.

Their factory's performance has not been very good recently. This time, the factory director specially recruited this group of technical backbones in order to revive the factory.

When we promised them the benefits, we said that each person would be provided with two pens.

This is a facade for others, and it is also something that is really needed.

But purchasing twenty pens at once is not an easy task.

What's more, their factory's performance was not very good to begin with, and there was not much money in the account. The factory only allocated a total of 1,000 yuan to him for this batch of welfare arrangements.

The thousand yuan is certainly more than enough to buy a pen, but there are other things included in the benefits that were promised at the beginning.

Besides, it is not easy to get all the things in place at once. Although he is a purchasing agent, it is impossible for other factories to give him such a sudden order immediately.

On the contrary, several of his technical backbones have come to him to ask for the things, and some have even hinted in a roundabout way that he might have embezzled some of them.

The factory manager didn't care and told him directly that if he couldn't solve the problem, he would be fired, and his job was in jeopardy.

Zhou Cheng hadn't slept well for two nights. One night, he just turned over and was kicked down by his wife.

Zhou Cheng's wife was furious. "Every day it feels like there's a mouse biting you in bed. If you can't sleep, just go outside and don't bother me. I won't get a good night's sleep for a few days."

Zhou Cheng was helpless.

"Isn't it because of the welfare issue at the factory?"

His wife rolled her eyes in the dark, "It's no use getting upset. If you really can't do anything else, just find a side path. It's better to solve this urgent matter first than to lose your job if you can't solve it later."

Zhou Cheng was convinced.

But as soon as he asked, someone came to his door.

"I heard that Comrade Zhou is planning to order a batch of goods?"

Lance was waiting for the little fish Zhou Cheng.

In his database, he had some impression of Zhou Cheng's incident in his previous life.

At that time, I heard that there was a factory next door that was very bold and embezzled the benefits given to technical backbones by the factory, especially a lot of pens.

Because fountain pens were expensive, they were very popular at that time.

Lance just wanted to come here and give it a try, but he didn't expect that the blind cat would catch a dead mouse.

Zhou Cheng smiled bitterly, "Yes, I plan to buy twenty pens. How many do you have?"

When he asked, he didn't expect the other party to have so much.

He knew that some people were engaged in speculation and profiteering in private, but they were generally small-scale.

Besides, if you want to make it big, why should you stay in such a small place? Wouldn’t it be better to go to a big city?

Lance noticed it and smiled slightly.

"Comrade Zhou, you're joking. We have as much as you want. Comrade Zhou, do you only want these? We actually have other things here, such as Dacron, malted milk, White Rabbit candy, chocolate, and milk powder. If Comrade Zhou needs them..."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

Zhou Cheng was stunned.

Are these speculators so powerful?

When he heard that even Dacron was available, he couldn't help himself.

"Do you really have Dacron? Can I see it? How much is it?"

"The price is definitely affordable, but Comrade Zhou should also understand that the cloth we can take out must be defective, otherwise it would not have come into our hands."

Lance gave a precautionary measure first.

Song Ning was studying silently at the side, but a question mark slowly emerged in his mind.

Can those things where only the thread ends are exposed be considered defects?

When Zhou Cheng heard this, he frowned at first, then he smiled.

"It doesn't matter. Defective fabrics don't matter. As long as the goods are available and the price is right, everything will be fine."

So what if the cloth is defective? As long as the welfare is in place, it’s fine. Now the most important thing is to put things in place and keep our jobs.