In 1959, what's wrong with me pedaling a tricycle?

Wang Xingguo pointed to the account book and said to Gan Ping and Chen Ming, "Director Gan, Accountant Chen, we can't hold on any longer! If this continues, I won't have anywhere to store the goods used to offset the debts, and I won't be able to pay wages. You two need to think of a solution; we can't keep going like this."

Gan Ping and Chen Ming certainly knew this principle.

But they had no choice!

Because gold is purchased at the black market price, it is based on the premise that the goods can be sold at the black market price. Taking money from anywhere else is neither in accordance with regulations nor with market prices.

The money earned by other units was based on the price of unified purchase and sale. Five thousand yuan here might only represent one thousand catties of pork, but five thousand yuan in unified purchase and sale could represent more than seven thousand catties of pork!

Money isn't worth much here, but it's worth a lot abroad...

Gan Ping looked troubled and said, "Director Wang, I know this is a lot of trouble, but I really can't do anything about it. I can find a way to get you the things you need, but if you need money, I really can't do that!"

Wang Xingguo's eyes darted around, then he bared his fangs and said earnestly, "Director Gan, I request that you immediately apply to your superiors to open another night market in the West District, utilizing the black market space. This night market will have the same rules and benefits as ours, but I will arrange a suitable director to offset the funds we advanced tonight. Let me clarify first, my relationship with the West District night market director is not one of superior and subordinate; rather, this new director will directly liaise with you. I will use this director's position to exchange for funds to cover our advance. What do you think of this plan?"

Gan Ping was dumbfounded, but after thinking about it carefully, based on the information he had gathered, it really was feasible!

Because the current situation here has exceeded the expectations of higher-level leaders, it is now a certainty that each district will open a night market.

The managers of these district night markets will also select experienced people to take on the roles. In other words, even if Wang Xingguo's more than 6,000 yuan is not deducted, someone who has run a black market before will still be selected to be the manager of the Xicheng District night market.

Therefore, it's not impossible for Wang Xingguo to sell this spot for money.

However, this matter is quite important. Gan Ping said to Wang Xingguo, "Director Wang, I think this is feasible, but I can't make the decision myself. How about this, I'll go and report this to the leaders tomorrow morning. If the leaders approve it, I'll come back and let you know."

Wang Xingguo smiled and nodded, saying, "Alright, thank you for coming all this way, Director Gan. Please tell the leaders that I don't have any ulterior motives. I simply know of someone who used to run a black market and is particularly suitable for the position of director of the Xicheng District Night Market. Moreover, I guarantee that this candidate has absolutely never committed any murder or arson, and his illegal or disorderly conduct is not serious. Please rest assured, leaders, I have absolutely no intention of recommending any heinous criminal."

Gan Ping nodded. If he could offset the debt, he wouldn't have to worry about procuring supplies.

What is Wang Xingguo trying to do?

He was thinking about his good brother, Er Gou Ge!

He could tell that if Er Gouzi were given a chance to get ashore, he would really be willing to risk everything.

So if Wang Xingguo really gets such an opportunity, he will definitely make a killing off his beloved good brother Er Gou Ge!

There's nothing I can do!

Gan Ping represents the government, and the government's collection of small yellow croakers is the premise for the existence of this night market!

He had no room to make demands inside the arena, so he could only seek opportunities outside the arena!

This time, let's see if Brother Er Gou can pull off a good job and squeeze out a bucket of oil to restore his energy!

Wang Xingguo sometimes feels like he's a bad guy, always taking advantage of his best friend Er Gou Ge, but Er Gou Ge is trustworthy and has money!

Someone like Master Niu only owns one gambling den; there's absolutely no way you can get anything out of him...

That doesn't make sense either!

I bet Niu Ye also wants to go ashore, right?

After all, he has made so much money, it's time for him to retire and enjoy his old age!

Old Man Niu: Bah! You're the one enjoying your retirement, I'm not even fifty yet...

The next day, Gan Ping and Chen Ming left home at eight o'clock. They had a lot to do that day, including reporting on their work and coordinating shipments.

If it weren't for the fact that he could catch up on a nap in the afternoon after finishing his work, this job would be really exhausting. Not only are his days and nights reversed, but there's also so much work for him to do.

Unlike Wang Xingguo, who doesn't get up until 10 o'clock!

If Gan Ping hadn't come back and he hadn't needed to discuss work with him, he probably would have slept until noon.

Gan Ping said very seriously, "The higher-ups have agreed to your request in principle, but there is one more requirement: the person you recommend must not have committed any heinous crimes. Moreover, if he is incompetent, he may be replaced at any time. This needs to be made clear to you beforehand."

Wang Xingguo quickly asked, "Does the leader have any objections to me selling this spot?"

Gan Ping shook his head and said, "After the leaders discussed it in a meeting, they said they don't object to you selling this spot, but because they are worried that the person you recommend is not competent, they have given you the restriction that the person may be replaced at any time."

Wang Xingguo breathed a sigh of relief and explained cheerfully, "Don't worry about that, he's absolutely capable. Do you know why so many people here are selling gold? It's because of this guy's recommendation. I really didn't have any ulterior motives. My goal is to get him to open the night market in the West District, so that some of the gold sellers can be diverted, and the pressure on us won't be so great."

Gan Ping nodded, because the fact that more than 150 small yellow croakers had been recovered here for several consecutive nights had made the higher-ups pay close attention to the situation.

Therefore, the higher-ups are fully aware of what has happened here.

The leaders were aware of the financial pressure and indeed thought Wang Xingguo's idea of ​​quickly opening a night market by using the black market location was feasible.

If a night market can recycle so much gold, and if one were opened in every district, it would be much faster than banks slowly recycling it.

We're short of foreign exchange!

Foreign exchange is needed for everything, but the country's natural resources have been exhausted, and the income is still insufficient to cover the expenditure.

Gold is a hard currency in any country. Having gold means having foreign exchange, and with foreign exchange, you can buy much-needed technology and equipment.

At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the phrase "poor and blank" was not just an empty phrase, but a true reflection of the country's poverty and blankness.

Wang Xingguo went out and rode his bicycle straight to Er Gouzi's place.

Upon arriving at the destination, he pounded on the door, and soon Er Gouzi's henchman, Big Ears, opened it for him.

"Go wake Er Gouzi up. I have some really great news to discuss with him."

Big Ears nodded upon hearing this and ran off to wake Er Gouzi up.

A moment later, Er Gouzi yawned, rubbed his eyes, and walked into the living room. Seeing Wang Xingguo opening his Five Star Fenjiu liquor, he immediately flew into a rage: "Wang Er, you bastard, what are you doing?"