Although Liu Lin knew that he and Song Jinbao's father would have such a face-to-face sitting day sooner or later.

I just didn't expect it to be so soon.

The location is also quite interesting, it is Song Jinbao's home.

Liu Lin understands this, Song Yongsheng is just a section member, not a leader, and he doesn't have his own independent office at all.

Going to the factory is neither convenient nor faceless.

Besides, what they want to talk about is taking advantage of their positions to enrich their own pockets.

Song Jinbao's family lives in a family building built in the factory, with an indoor area of about 60 square meters.

Two bedrooms and one living room.

The furniture is brand new,

It is estimated that it was only in the past two years that I moved in.

With this area and decoration, I don't know how many people will be envious of death in this era.

But Liu Lin is from thirty years later.

This grade, in his eyes, is really not enough.

Song Yongsheng was also born in poverty, and his life was only a year or two after he became a salesman in a steel plant.

So I haven't taken off the problem of wanting to show off when I have a chance.

But from the moment this Liu Lin entered the door to the present, there was not even a trace of envy in his eyes, and Song Yongsheng's vanity had nowhere to put it.

Song Yongsheng leaned back in his chair,

There is no official position, but the official frame is very sufficient.

After looking at Liu Lin for two minutes.

In an official tone, "If you want to use the car, Jinbao told me." ”

Liu Lin smiled politely, "Jinbao told me that you agreed." ”

Although Liu Lin believed that Song Yongsheng would not not not earn this money, in order to prevent him from getting cheap and selling well, Liu Lin still chose to come up and block Song Yongsheng's back road of repentance.

Song Yongsheng's lips moved, and all the words he had prepared in his stomach before were choked.

A little unwillingly, he glanced at his son.

Liu Lin knew that the purpose of coming this time was to establish a certain cooperative relationship with Song Yongsheng.

It's not about making any money with him.

"Uncle Song, Jinbao and I have always been good friends, no matter what good things happen, I must think of you first. ”

Calling Uncle Song is indeed Song Yongsheng's age, and on the other hand, it is also to get closer.

And the meaning of Liu Lin's second half of the sentence is to let Song Yongsheng understand that the relationship between them is not that Liu Lin is relying on him, but that Song Yongsheng is touching his light.

Song Yongsheng graduated from junior high school, and he can be regarded as a literate and hyphenated person in this era.

But for him, listening to something like this still has to react for a while.

Song Yongsheng only felt that he didn't feel right when he heard this, but he couldn't react for a while.

While Song Yongsheng was still pondering, Liu Lin continued.

"Uncle Song, I have a project in my hand that has no cost and ten thousand profits, if you are interested, you can let Jinbao participate. ”

Before Song Yongsheng could speak, Song Jinbao heard it and asked anxiously, "What project?"

Liu Lin smiled, "I can get a batch of scrap iron, but it's just a quantity, it's really a drop in the bucket for the needs of the steel plant."

But it's better to be in the long run.

If you are willing to do it, you can be given sixty dollars per ton. ”

Liu Lin said it very plainly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Not to mention Song Jinbao, even Song Yongsheng is a little uneasy.

Sixty bucks!

The purchase price of scrap iron in the factory is only 200 yuan a ton, and Liu Lin can actually give as much as 60 yuan as soon as he opens his mouth?

You know, steel mills use thousands of tons of scrap iron every year,

Even if this kid doesn't have a lot of scrap metal in his hands,

But even if he can only make about 100 tons a year, his family will make a windfall.

Song Yongsheng was inconvenient to ask immediately, so he hurriedly gave Song Jinbao a look and asked him to ask clearly.

"Brother Lin, are you again, that friend of yours?"

"Not really, you'll know when I send the cloth back this time.

Now I'm telling you about this, just to see if you and Uncle Song are interested in doing it,

If not, such a good mention can only be cheaper for others. ”

Song Jinbao hurriedly stretched out his hand and pulled Liu Lin's arm, "What are you talking about, Brother Lin, such a high point, if you give it to someone else, wouldn't it hurt the feelings between our brothers." ”

Song Jinbao smiled again, "It's just that I don't understand too much, how this thing works, if I participate, what do I have to do." ”

Song Yongsheng really couldn't listen to it anymore, "You can shut up." ”

Song Yongsheng frowned, why is his son so stupid!

If a steel mill wants to produce steel, it must be inseparable from scrap iron.

Every day, the factory is constantly pulling scrap iron into the factory with cars.

Song Jinbao didn't understand what Liu Lin meant, but Song Yongsheng, who had been a salesman for a year or two, already understood it well.

The amount of scrap iron in Liu Lin's hand is not much, and it is not a one-time supply, so the steel mill will not normally purchase scrap iron in this situation.

It's easy to put it here in Song Yongsheng,

As long as he puts a small amount of scrap iron in the freight of other suppliers, and casually says hello to the suppliers over there, he will open this back door for him.

The money will be easily distributed.

In a small number of times like Liu Lin's situation, it is better to hide from the world and the sea, and the gods are unaware.

Even if someone finds out, it won't be anything, after all, he didn't harm the interests of the factory.

"Since you and Jinbao are friends, this kind of trivial matter is just a gesture,

You don't have to be polite, just mention it directly to Jinbao if you need to.

I, as an elder, have struggled all my life, don't I just want to pave the way for you juniors to build bridges!"

Song Yongsheng's shelf has obviously lowered a lot, and the tone of his voice is more like a familiar elder, how can he still have the official frame before entering the door.

Liu Lin felt that the time was ripe, and it was time for him and Song Yongsheng to talk about the car route.

"Uncle Song, I want to use the convoy that will go to Canglan City the day after tomorrow, and I bother you to help me arrange it.

This time, I collected more cotton cloth, and I'm afraid it will take up more space, so I'll have to worry about you. ”

"You're going to Canglan?"

Liu Lin nodded.

In fact, in terms of selling cloth alone, Canglan is not the best choice.

However, Canglan is known as the country's granary, and if you go there to dump grain, it is the only choice.

In fact, Liu Lin didn't want to be a rice seller at first, but through market research and combined with the route choices he could make, pouring rice became a good choice.

Lingao County, where he is located, is a large cotton-producing county, so the supply of self-produced grain in the county is seriously insufficient.

Basically, they have to rely on food from other provinces.

As a result, the problem of high food prices in the county has also been caused.

"It's a coincidence, the factory wants to go to Canglan City to pull some production materials, and will send a big liberation.

It's better than if you put cloth and steel together. ”

"That's a coincidence? That's great. ”

Song Yongsheng smiled, but his fingers tapped on the armrest of the chair.

"It's just ...... money"

If the cotton cloth is placed separately, it will be used in three liberations, and the price agreed before is sixty yuan.

But now that there is an empty car, only one is needed.

Song Yongsheng didn't want his "kindness" to become his loss.

"Uncle Song, don't worry, it's still calculated according to the price of three cars. ”

The corners of Song Yongsheng's mouth curled.

He likes to do things with bright people.

"That Liu Lin, don't leave at noon, stay and have a casual meal. ”

Liu Lin was also polite, "Okay, uncle, I haven't finished telling you about the use of the car." ”