Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

When Lao Chen returned to Beijing, it was already three weeks later. Tomato Novel ◇△Net w-w-w-. x`f`q`x-s`w`. com

Although the green leather car from Beijing to Kunming is slow, and there is only one round trip in a few days, it took Lao Chen a lot of time and energy to organize the supply of goods and prepare the car.

For 100 tons of tea, three of the train skins alone were used, and the transportation was barely completed when it was full.

And in order to get these three train skins, Lao Chen also spent a lot of effort.

It was also thanks to his being the director of the Kunming Tea Factory that he was able to find a relationship on the railway, otherwise, no one would give him such convenience even if he was carrying good old tea.

If you apply for the wagon step by step, it will be considered fast after half a year.

The tension of railway transport capacity in the 1980s is hard to imagine for later generations. This is an era when Dongfeng cars were used to pull goods and earn 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month. It is conceivable that the freight rate of trains is less than one-tenth of that of cars. , how tense it is.

After spending so much energy, when Director Chen and two cadres found the ion channel laboratory, the concierge Mr. Chen said "Professor Yang is not here", which instantly made the corners of Chen's mouth blister.

In his mind, there was an instant tumbling:

100 tons of tea has already arrived, if Yang Rui doesn't want it, can it be shipped back?

Everyone in the capital recognizes Longjing. It is extremely difficult to sell so much Pu'er tea in the capital...

Fortunately, there is still a deposit of 100,000 yuan.

Thinking of this, Lao Chen calmed down a little, and asked, "Why is Professor Yang not here? We agreed to meet today."

"How do you talk? I'm not here now, bah, I'm out now." Uncle Qin said a few words in his Beijing accent, and said with a look of indifference, "Do you have an appointment?"

With people under the eaves, Old Chen lowered his head lightly and said, "Yes, I called Yang Rui, and everything was agreed, and I brought all the goods here."

"Let me see." Lao Qin didn't have much impression of Director Chen. People come and go in the ion channel laboratory, no matter how good his memory is, he can't remember who the other party is.

Lao Qin opened the notepad and said again: "Please give me your ID."

"Here you are.

"Old Chen hastily handed over his certificate, then a cigarette, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to bother you. "

"You don't need to give any more cigarettes, we have them all." After Lao Qin said that, he still took the cigarettes and lighted them up.

Director Chen immediately felt relieved, and stood waiting for Lao Qin to do something.

Ten seconds later, Lao Qin turned to the back and said, "There is an appointment here. It is said to be Director Chen of the tea factory. It is you."

"It's me, it's me." Old Chen nodded quickly.

"You are at 19 o'clock in the evening." Lao Qin pointed to the sun and said: "There are still several hours, you are too early, or Professor Yang is not here, come on, just wait, tonight Before 7 o'clock, come a few minutes earlier, I have reserved thirty minutes for you, hey, it's quite long, don't miss it."

Old Chen has also seen many busy leaders, so he asked in surprise: "Yang Rui is going to be busy all day?"

"I don't know what the director does every day. Anyway, he has something to do." Old Qin Xin said: "Could it be possible that I gave you the time to do experiments and chat?"

He is also an old man in the ion channel laboratory, knowing that Yang Rui's daily schedule is full, and he said a few more words to persuade Lao Chen to go back.

Factory Manager Chen also had no choice but to withdraw from Lao Chen's sight.

However, he didn't leave, so he found Dao Ya in front of him and squatted down, took out a cigarette, and waited while smoking, except for being criticized by the cleaner, no one else interfered.

There are blind people squatting in Peking University every day. The security guards look at the friendly faces and usually don't ask questions.

The students of Peking University don't care even more. Some of the students around them are weirder than blind students, such as children from the philosophy department. When they are pulled out, there are no two normal ones. Those who can squat quietly on the front teeth are considered brainless. Toss the bad ones.

This wait lasted for five or six hours. At one o'clock in the afternoon, Lao Chen finally saw Yang Rui coming back on his bicycle. He thought about going to sign up, and squatted down again after thinking about it.

Since it was 7:00 o'clock, he didn't dare to make any troubles. If Yang Rui became angry and wanted to give up the 100 tons of goods, he would be caught blind.

State-owned enterprises are no better than private enterprises. As long as private enterprises do not lose money, they can just bring the goods back. State-owned enterprises will be troublesome if they do this. relationship, it's not that easy.

At that time, if the tea leaves are broken, it will be even worse.

Factory Manager Chen's mind is filled with all kinds of worst possibilities, and he has no choice but to think so. There is really no market for Pu'er tea in the north. Although some people drink this tea, when it comes to tea, everyone still talks about Longjing Biluochun, spring tea and Yuqian, so that Pu’er, which has no similar concept, has to put on a show.

Furthermore, even if Yang Rui was willing to drink Pu'er, he would not drink as much as 100 tons, unless it was for sale...

If it was someone else who made a similar request, Director Chen would still consider it. However, a Nobel Prize winner selling tea? Even if it is sold, there is no need to sell Pu'er. It is more difficult for him to get Longjing. Isn't Maojian something easy?

If Yang Rui was really used for sales, Factory Manager Chen would be even more happy. Such a big salesman can't be found even with a lantern.

However, my family knows their own affairs. How much is the output of Pu'er tea sold in the whole country in a year. 100 tons of Pu'er tea can catch up with the annual consumption in Hong Kong and Macau. How many tea shops do they sell together? ...

The more Director Chen thought about it, the more unreliable he became, and the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. The blisters in his mouth not only didn't heal, but even worsened.

"The factory manager..."

"What are you doing?"

Factory Manager Chen made a loud noise, startling the cadres who called him.

"It's time." The cadre who came with him pointed to his watch and said, "There is still a quarter of an hour until seven o'clock."

"Let's go over there." Director Chen tidied himself up, let out a stab, and covered his mouth.

The blisters on his mouth ached.

However, 100 tons of tea is the production of the company for half a year. Director Chen did not dare to be negligent. He arrived in front of the ion channel laboratory in three steps and two steps. First, he handed a cigarette to the concierge Mr. Qin, and then asked: "Professor Yang is back."

"It's inside, you can wait in the living room." Uncle Qin pointed out the location, but didn't say much. There are plenty of people who come all the time, and he doesn't use the attitude of the state-owned store, which is already the result of training.

Factory Manager Chen nodded silently, the blisters in his mouth were so painful that he couldn't speak.

"Director Chen is here." In the living room, Yang Rui was clumsily making tea, and stood up when he saw it, with a very good attitude.

Facing Yang Rui with such a good attitude, Director Chen's heart tightened again.

In his impression, when collecting money, meeting a boss with a good attitude is not necessarily a good thing.

"Professor Yang." Director Chen sat down, exchanged some pleasantries, and watched Yang Rui make tea.

Seeing this, Director Chen became even more anxious.

You are a person who can't make tea at all, what are you playing with when you buy 100 tons of tea?

"Why don't you come to soak?" Yang Rui was embarrassed by Director Chen.

"Okay." Director Chen said concisely, sat down on the seat, and skillfully warmed the cup and served the tea.

After three rounds of tea, neither of them spoke.

Director Chen didn't know what to say, and with blisters on his mouth, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Yang Rui was trying to drink tea and had no time to chat.

It was only after drinking the best three brews that Yang Rui noticed the expression of Director Chen, and he couldn't help but asked in doubt: "What's wrong with you?"

"Foaming on the mouth." Director Chen said with difficulty.

"Ulcer." Yang Rui nodded naturally, picked up the teacup again, and then asked, "You said the tea has arrived, where is it now?"

"It's in the warehouse at the station." Director Chen didn't expect that there would be another village, and he immediately felt that his mouth didn't hurt so much.

"How about the tea?"

"It's all good, there will be absolutely no problem."

"That's fine, I'll let Lao Jiang go to inspect the goods." Yang Rui immediately called.

Factory Manager Chen suddenly felt that the symptoms of getting angry were relieved a lot, as long as he got the goods, he was not so anxious about the remaining payment.

Yang Rui is not a businessman, he waited for Jiang Zhijun to come, he took out two large suitcases from the office, opened them, and said: "Old Jiang clicks, and I will leave the rest to you."

The big unity of 400,000 yuan is as thick as 4 million in the era of 100-yuan bills. It is packed in two boxes, and the living area feels extremely crowded.

Factory Manager Chen stared at them, the blisters on his mouth seemed to heal inexplicably.

"I'm going to see the representative of Zeneca in a while, Director Chen, if you still have tea, you can send some more." Yang Rui finished the tea, seeing that Director Chen hadn't spoken yet, he thought it was because he didn't After tea, I smiled and said goodbye.

When the people left, Factory Manager Chen suddenly realized that I have no tea in my hand, but other factories still have it.

Spot trading, how affectionate is this?

Factory Manager Chen thought of this, and his heart jumped.