This can't blame these managers for being timid, a happy motorcycle costs two thousand or several hundred yuan, and ordinary people really can't afford it.

If they can't sell it back in and out and cause a backlog, they really can't afford to pay this responsibility.

"Then you go to Bohai City to have a look, there will definitely be something for sale in Bohai. ”

"Aren't I idle, I go to Bohai to buy a motorcycle and ride back?"

"You can find the cars pulling goods back and forth from Bohai. ”

"yes, I guess. ”

"Think about it yourself, I still have to run errands, I have a lot to do today. ”

Wan Feng said goodbye to Xia Qiulong, rode a motorcycle to Wujiaohua Store, and went directly to Jiang Zhuoxiu.

Jiang Zhuoxiu estimated that he had gone to the dragon gate formation with someone again, and there was no shadow of him at the counter.

He Xu was there, lying listlessly on the counter, and there was music like a ghost screaming behind him.

He Xu's tape recorder was finally installed with a self-made shell, which was very ugly, and it was simply ugly out of the Guinness Book of World Records.

In Wan Feng's words, it is better not to pretend that shell and look more comfortable.

And the sound quality of the tape recorder he saved up is too inferior, Ula Ulla's is full of noise, and it is several bases worse than the tape recorder produced by Wan Feng.

He Xu didn't know that the tape recorder on the market could be seen that Wan Feng had made it himself, and it was still displayed in front of Wan Feng.

"How about looking at my tape recorder?"

Wan Feng pouted: "It's been more than a year, and your tape recorder has made such a broken level?

"There's always a murmur, and I can't get it right. ”

"Look at your shell, it's ugly, I can see it swaying from so far away, can there be no noise? I'll teach you a trick, you go find some asphalt, pour it into the shell and it won't vibrate. ”

He Xu's eyes blinked: "Can it work?"

"You won't know if you try it, what about Jiang Zhuoxiu?"

He Xu pointed to the other side of the store, and Wan Feng saw Jiang Zhuoxiu working on the counter of the other group.

Wan Feng turned around and went to find Jiang Zhuoxiu.

"Uncle Jiang!"

Jiang Zhuoxiu obviously remembered Wan Feng and nodded at Wan Feng.

"You don't sell TVs here yet?" Wan Feng didn't see a TV on their counter.

Jiang Zhuoxiu paused for a moment: "You want to buy a TV?"

Wan Feng nodded.

"Our manager hesitated to enter, saying that something that cost more than 500 yuan was afraid that it would not be sold. ”

These leaders are really a bunch of waste wood, don't even have such a little guts?

"Do you sell anything in the department store?"

Jiang Zhuoxiu shook his head: "These families are all looking at me and I look at you, and no one should be a bird." ”

Wan Feng was very disappointed.

"So they're not going to get on the TV?"

"It's definitely going to go, and with the virtue of those people, it's estimated that it will be the end of the year, so don't count on it now. ”

Forget it, Lao Tzu has saved money.

Wan Feng didn't waste any more time here, said goodbye to Jiang Zhuoxiu and drove to the printing house, and found Yuan Hai through the messenger room on duty.

Of course, Yuan Hai knew what Wan Feng was here for, so he ordered someone to take a large cardboard box out and throw it into the car body.

This is the tractor manual and brochure that Wan Feng asked Yuan Hai to print.

Wan Feng picked up a brochure and looked at it.

The brochure was still beautifully printed, but it was only at the level of '81.

The cover is a red tractor with a slightly upturned front of the vehicle, and it looks like it wants to spread its wings and fly.

Of course, this is not a physical photo, it was just drawn by Wan Feng.

Because there were no tires for the tractor at that time, how ugly it was to shine out, and even if it was illuminated, it was also black and white, which was not as colorful as his painting.

The first page is the certificate photos of various countries, and then there are various promotional slogans, which are braggart comparisons in layman's terms.

Blow the tractor so much that it's almost catching up with the car.

The advertising words in it are all written by Wan Feng himself, what car must have a road before the mountain, and there must be a road because of the Na River.

The registered trademark of their tractor is Yina River, and he used this advertising word first, so that Toyota can catch it in the future.

Wan Feng handed over the printing money to Yuan Hai, and asked about the couplet by the way.

"When will your couplets be printed?"

"Why don't you have a winter moon, it's useless to come down early. ”

"I still want 10,000 sets, don't forget, it's better to send them to my home. ”

This requires Yuan Hai to still be able to do it.

After the work here was over, Wan Feng took those promotional materials to the third destination: Hongya County Agricultural Machinery Company.

After a little effort, Wan Feng met Manager Pan of the agricultural machinery company.

Manager Pan sat lazily behind his desk, constantly blowing the fan, looking sweaty and impatient.

"Your factory sells tractors?"

Wan Feng respectfully handed the brochure of the tractor to Manager Pan's desk: "Manager Pan, this is the product introduction of the small four-wheeled tractor produced by our tractor factory. ”

Manager Pan glanced at the brochure lightly and did not pick it up to read it.

"Where is your factory?"

"The Warrior Commune will be the Mighty Brigade and the Depression Squad. ”

"Our county's? can our county still build tractors?"

What's the great deal about building a tractor, if there are enough supporting projects, Lao Tzu will build a Santana for you to see.

"How much is the factory price of your tractor?"

"The ex-factory price of the front of the car is 3,000, and the ex-factory price of the trailer is 800. ”

Manager Pan tapped his fingers on the desktop and thought for a long time before saying, "Each set is 3,000 yuan, and the car is sold and settled." ”

Wan Feng was a little dumbfounded, what about the people in the early eighties?

"Manager Pan, our car has a total profit of about 1,000 yuan, and you cut off 800 yuan at once, and we made 200 yuan by selling more than 3,000 yuan of products?

"Is 200 yuan still less? Little comrade, our workers only earn more than 30 yuan a month, and you can earn 200 yuan by selling a set of cars, which is already a huge profit. ”

Profiteering, your sister!

"Manager Pan, our factory has just started, we can't wait for the car to be sold and then give money, we have to pick up the goods in cash, otherwise we can't turn around. ”

"I can only give two thousand five for cash. ”

Wan Feng took a deep breath, is this a deliberate difficulty?

"Manager Pan, once our products open the market, sales will be surging and hot, do you think about it again..."

"Don't think about it anymore, my words count, if you want to enter our company's counter, it's what I just said. ”

Wan Feng stood up with a smile, walked to the desk and put away the brochure.

"Manager Pan, excuse me!"

After speaking, Wan Feng turned around and walked towards the door.

"Your pamphlet is here, I'll have time to read it. ”

Wan Feng turned his back to Manager Pan, a sneer flashed on his face, and he scolded fiercely in his heart: Look at a chicken neck!

Without thinking about it, he pushed the door open.