My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 125 Reconciliation
It turned out that just like the Isuzu double-row pickup truck that Weidong bought, the domestic imitation and production of Suzuki vans from Japan also followed the approach of first buying a batch and having them disassembled and assembled into parts by various military factories, gradually imitating the parts, and finally signing a contract to lock in the technology and build a production line.

The same is true for this minivan.

This taxi driver came from a related factory. After all, even drivers were rare these days. "Don't you know? A policy was just issued in February of this year allowing individuals to purchase motor vehicles, boats, and tractors to operate in the transportation industry. Private individuals can buy and sell vehicles and engage in business."

Wei Dongmo did some calculations and found out that he had contracted the Dongfeng car from the Hongguang Factory before the Spring Festival, and the double-row seat was bought in April, which was exactly after this round of new policies.

Clearly, the promotion of automobiles has been further liberalized. "Well... our company bought an Isuzu double-cab with a quota from the Housing Authority. It's quite comfortable to sit in, but it's a van after all. It's still inconvenient to run errands in the city or pick up the wife and kids. Has Jiangzhou started selling this small van?"

The driver stepped on the accelerator, making a humming sound. Leaving the education zone, there were still fields and wastelands on both sides of the main road. The urban construction at this moment was just fragmented, with a few prosperous streets in different districts. A little further away, it became like a deserted suburb.

When they reached a slightly busy street in the city center, they pointed and said, "See that building? It's an industrial company. Several automotive industry and trading companies. They've been selling vans since this policy came into effect. The previous ones were assembled from imported parts. You know, they drive completely differently!"

It was hard to see the environment clearly at night, so Weidong just laughed and agreed with this statement.

The Tax Bureau has been a major user of vehicles in the past thirty or forty years. Tax work from Shangzhou to surrounding counties, towns and villages requires a large number of vehicles to shuttle back and forth.

The vehicles along the way are basically various domestically produced cars.

The old security guard squats at the gate of the compound every day, helping to open the door and direct parking, and has heard too many complaints about these domestic cars.

At least before the 1920s, the roads were basically built and repaired as they went along.

When it comes to the quality and durability of domestically produced cars, it's a tearful sight. All sorts of minor problems can drive people crazy.

But the quality of double-row seats with imported spare parts is a world of difference.

So don’t blame older drivers for not wanting to buy domestic cars. They have simply suffered too much.

Anyway, I just pay tuition fees over the years.

I decided to come and check it out tomorrow. It’s so late now and everyone has gone off work, so there’s no place to withdraw money.

But after returning to the guesthouse and carrying their bags upstairs, Dong Xueying still urged Weidong to go see his parents: "You don't like me to begin with. If you stay here all the time, I'm afraid I'll be even more annoyed. I can't bear this responsibility."

It brings Weidong closer to the fact that the urban-rural relationship between parents and children decades later is not as close.

I'm not that desperate to listen to my parents. "Oh, little comrade, you're still complaining a lot. My mom seems to have always been nice to you. If you want to go, come with me. Otherwise, go to bed early."

It’s just past eight o’clock.

The young woman blushed: "Don't think of anything good. Let's go. I've made up my mind. Don't be intimate in front of me."

That means they can do whatever they want in private, so Wei Dong really hugged her and kissed her passionately at the corner of the stairs before letting her go.

Dong Xueying responded enthusiastically and made up her mind: "Well, let's go check it out first, otherwise I'll have to stay in the house all night."

Weidong held the baby and sighed, "My heart is crying out in pain, I can't get over it."

Dong Xueying said nothing, just held her arm and pinched her quietly, then immediately rubbed her.

But he let go of my hand and distanced himself from the matter after leaving the guesthouse gate.

Then immediately congratulate yourself for your actions.

I didn't notice it when I was taken into the yard by a taxi just now, but now when I got closer, I found that it was Dong Xueqing who was lingering around the bench at the door of the store!

It vaguely reminded me of the time when I was in Chengdu, wearing a pair of slim bell-bottom pants and a white shirt, neat and clean, but now I was wearing an apron, sleeves, and two pigtails, and was busy running around.

I happened to look up and saw my sister running towards me, and her strong body holding the baby behind her, and tears immediately welled up in my eyes.

The older sister did the same. She shook off the two of them and took a few steps with red eyes. She hugged her younger sister tightly and shook her, regardless of the enamel bowls and plates in her hands.

Ask Weidong to slow down and come over to help Fengchu, who is at a loss, take off the things in his hands.

The two sisters hugged each other and cried happily, wondering: "Were you also so touching when you reunited during the holidays before? Come and give your aunt a kiss."

He held the baby girl, kissed the graduate's face and prepared to go in.

Who would have thought that the two sisters who seemed to be hugging each other affectionately, were both guilty and secretly wanted to kick him for gossiping, but ended up hooking their feet together and almost fell.

Weidong grabbed his sister's waistband, exposing her pants so she could easily grab them and let go. "No way, you two are wrestling. Hey, Director Zhao, why are you here?"

It was really unexpected. The director of Hongguang Factory was sitting inside, chatting with Lao Rang together with the driver, which made the old man, who was not good at talking, very tired.

Just smoke one cigarette after another!
The mother behind the stove quickly signaled to her son to take over.

The main reason is that we attach great importance to leaders.

Dong Xueqing twisted her neck anxiously: "I brought it here, and I also brought the tape recorder from the school factory!"

Let Weidong chase him away: "Go back with your sister to rest and chat about sisterhood. Come to pick up the baby later. Hello, hello, this month's titanium ingots were delivered last week and the payment was received. What's the situation?"

He is the one who is really guilty. In fact, according to the current situation, he can no longer pursue the high profits of titanium ingots.

But now the most profitable camera product has run into trouble with Secretary Zhang, and anything is possible.

After investing heavily in sanitary napkins and prepared foods, he can only say that he doesn't need to continue spending money now. There's still a long way to go before he can reap the rewards, and he still needs to figure out how to achieve a hot advertising sales. In short, no line of business is 100% safe.

Fortunately, Director Zhao still looked simple and sincere. "I didn't expect you to focus your main energy on the catering business. I really hope you can sell more products. This is your child, right?"

Rang Weidong nodded: "Yes, my daughter, let's go, find a restaurant next door and sit down and chat slowly... I heard that the price of non-ferrous metals is rising."

From the corner of his eye, he saw a Shangzhou-style bamboo box with two tape recorders on it placed next to the refrigerator. He couldn't help but want to take a look: "Xiaoqing, these are the samples from your place, right? Take them and have a look. Ask your sister to order the dishes."

The young phoenix, who was reluctant to leave, immediately jumped over with a smile on his face and extended his hand.

Originally, the elder sister was forcing herself to ask her mother to say hello and thank her for hosting her younger sister.

My mother was shaken by the sudden appearance of the top student and her thoughts of following the scammer girl have been shaken. Now she also wants to pull her aside to ask her a few questions.

Wei Dong couldn't bear to see Dong Xueying embarrassed, so he asked her to leave without hesitation.

He was holding a National Taiwan University appliance and introducing it to Director Zhao: "You're here just in time. Look, this is an appliance we produced in cooperation with the Provincial Post and Telecommunications Equipment Factory. It's really hard to expand sales of your product."

The factory director, who had initially been delighted by the bullish market, immediately gave way to envy and sighed, "We don't have that kind of technical capability. We only know how to screen and smelt. These two tons a month are just a break. There's absolutely no progress on anything else. I'm getting really anxious."

Because in the past, the upstream allocated raw materials and the downstream sent the products away, so there was no need to consider the issues of procurement and sales.

Especially titanium alloys, which are far away from the general market and have a very narrow professional field.

I'm completely confused. I don't know anything and I've been made lazy.

Weidong was too lazy to walk far, so he just sat down at the hot pot restaurant next door since it was not crowded. Dong Xueying wanted to take the child over, but the baby just lay on his broad shoulders and hummed comfortably.

Dong Xueqing squeezed in next to them, holding the smaller one, eager to show off her treasure.

The sister sighed inwardly and had to pull her to the counter to order food first so as not to disturb the man talking.

"Today we are going to the new factory he built at Jiangda University. Has everything been arranged at the company?" I couldn't help but explain everything to my sister first.

Feng Chu's eyes kept drifting over there. "I arrived on the train early this morning and made arrangements at work. I didn't have lunch so I came here. I only got here from the sales department and have been looking for a long time. If I hadn't been afraid I wouldn't be able to find anyone, the leaders from the equipment factory would have wanted to come over a long time ago. Hehe, where are we staying tonight? Didn't we say we're going to settle down in Shangzhou?"

He felt guilty after sleeping there for too long, and he felt even more guilty seeing his sister so happy: "Where is your company's work? He said he would rent you a room near your workplace, and furnish it comfortably so that you can work smoothly and conveniently."

Dong Xueqing was completely nonchalant: "It's a bit far. The bus has to go ten stops. His clothes are pretty good. Who bought them for him?"

My sister looked over and was also a little shocked. She had bought this dress last night because of her eyes, and she had put it on and taken it off so many times until now that she had forgotten to ask about it!
That's how busy it is.

Thinking of this, she became a little annoyed and lowered her voice: "What are you doing? Didn't I ask you to accompany and take good care of me? How could you let another woman deceive you!"

Dong Xueqing finally turned around in surprise: "Who?! How did you lie?"

Her sister whispered in her ear.

The two sisters began to reconcile the accounts.

Let Weidong be frank: "I will try to sell more and participate in the market better, but this kind of thing can't be rushed. I have to think of more ways. Let me give you a few examples."

He was referring, of course, to the tape recorders from the Post and Telecommunications Equipment Factory, the cameras from the Xishan Factory, the sanitary products factory they were collaborating with Jiangda, and the food factory connected to the slaughterhouse in Shangzhou. "How many people work at the Hongguang Factory? Can't they do something by leveraging local characteristics? We can't wait or rely on others; we have to develop the market ourselves."

Director Zhao shook his head repeatedly. "What can we do in our third-tier factory area? The surrounding areas are all classified units, and there are no special products."

The main thing is that you don’t want to think too much and just focus on your work.

Weidong was about to suggest that you guys specialize in making bacon, but he felt that it would be a bit of a steal from Erfeng's business. Besides, using a blast furnace that smelts titanium ingots to bake bacon, he probably wouldn't be able to give up the face if he switched to making local specialties.

Let’s eat first and chat while we eat.

The drivers who came out of the factory have already started eating.

It turned out that Director Zhao came to the city for a meeting as usual. The spirit of the superiors further required the military-to-civilian transition personnel to find a way out on their own, which completely ended the previous idea that they might be able to get through it if they just persevered.

I was so worried that I decided to try the only sales channel at present.

Weidong couldn't bear it and planned to return a little more of the "selling price". He didn't dare to sell more because the price difference was too high and titanium ingots were a bit sensitive.

If he really were to be labeled as a reseller of special commodities, the amount might be huge enough to do something to him.

The two sisters came over to sit down after seeing the food and drinks start to flow in. Dong Xueqing took the baby and continued to talk about the development of the tape recorder: "We tried selling it in Chengdu, and it's selling quite well. If you were still there, you could definitely bring a whole truck over to sell."

I couldn't help but share with my sister: "Last time he drove a big truck to our school, but he couldn't get into the alley. Our school entrance is so narrow..."

Weidong was indeed concentrating on thinking about what he could do to help Hongguang Factory. His not-too-brilliant mind hadn't even considered how to seize the sales rights of tape recorders. Instead, the repeated mention of trucks sparked a new idea: "How about the factory use all its trucks for transportation? The policy just allowed it."

The factory manager was confused. Is this possible?

The driver's eyes lit up.

(End of this chapter)