Li Yadong euphemistically expressed his allergy to tobacco, and Sun Weiguo also expressed his understanding, patting his chest and promising not to smoke in the dormitory in the future.

However, the next morning, before Li Yadong woke up, he smelled a burst of smoke wafting in from the door, forming a convection current with the only window in the dormitory, which happened to float over his head.

It's better to stay in the dorm and smoke.

How persistent an old smoker is to tobacco, Li Yadong undoubtedly knows best, he doesn't have much to say, the two of them are not cooked, and they have already made concessions, so this matter can only be discussed in the long run.

Each of us has a different physical condition, and the resistance to a certain toxin is not the same, there are many people who live a long life in the old smoking gun, and he suffered from lung cancer in his forties in his last life, who can he talk to?

In the early morning, the Yan Garden is full of vitality, and on the shore of the unnamed lake, students are accompanied by three or two, or holding books and reading, or racing poems and texts. At a time when new cultural trends such as scar literature and hazy poetry were in full swing, as a college student, if he couldn't open his mouth and say a few words, "The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find the light", he would not dare to go out to meet people.

The May Fourth playground is also very lively, the body is the capital of the revolution, although I dare not compare with the next door that swears to defend 3,000 meters, but many Peking University students still pay attention to physical exercise.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Li Yadong, Peking University is just a window for him, he can integrate here and receive the baptism of knowledge, but this is by no means his primary goal.

His current goal is as simple as vulgar – money.

The course of more than 50 years of life has taught him two words: "pragmatism", why doesn't he want a good life, why doesn't he want beautiful love, why doesn't he want to face the sea and bloom in spring? But if he wants to do this, he must first have a premise - financial freedom.

Otherwise, I will worry about my livelihood and talk about the dream of a ghost.

Li Yadong can't be like many college students in this era, treating money like dung, he admires such people in his heart, but he doesn't want to be a part of them at all.

His first destination today was a state-run food factory, and in those days there were no private factories in the inland areas, and even some companies founded by individuals were all under the collective name.

The bigger the business, the more you are treading on thin ice.

This also laid the groundwork for the pain of enterprise reform in the future.

After getting off the trolleybus, Li Yadong did not rush to the factory, but looked for people on the nearby road to inquire, and got to know something about this "Xiangyang Food Factory". Mainly for the production of bread, it is said that the main products are raisin bread and a new type of chocolate bread, which are in short supply, and are often shipped to major department stores and food stores in the morning, and sold out by noon.

Food is the foundation of the country.

Li Yadong actually didn't have much hope, so he gave it a try, thinking about whether he could impress them with price, it was a big deal.

Most people in this era lack self-confidence and dare not try, so the first to get rich are those who are bold. Li Yadong is not the kind that is particularly bold, but he understands this truth.

If you don't give it a try, how do you know it won't work?

You must know that a few years later, there was a man surnamed Mu who exchanged canned food for 4 Tu-154 large passenger planes from the Soviet Union.

As long as you dare to think, there is probably nothing impossible in this era.

Li Yadong's ideas are good, and his attitude is also very positive, but he has a closed door.

"I said little comrade, it's not that I won't let you in, I see that you also went to the supply and marketing department, and you were blasted out when you went, and the bread in our factory is not enough for several department stores, how can there be extra goods?" After Li Yadong explained his intentions, the doorman kindly reminded.

It means that the business is too good to be worth a small fight. Fortunately, Li Yadong was a little mentally prepared.

"That's fine, thanks, uncle. ”

After leaving Xiangyang Food Factory, Li Yadong took out a small notebook he carried with him, looked at the several addresses recorded on it, and slightly brushed it up, and determined the next target to be "Dongsheng Garment Factory".

Li Yadong has a little impression of this factory, the scale is not large, and the factory door from the road feels very depressed, and the business should not be too hot.

After Li Yadong came to Dongsheng Garment Factory, he said that he wanted to find the leaders of the supply and marketing department to negotiate the purchase of goods, and he successfully walked in.

According to the guidance of the doorman, on the right side of the first floor of a two-story red brick building, I found the office of the supply and marketing department.

The office was small, with a few desks scattered around, which looked a little messy, and there was only a little girl with braided hair sitting behind a simple desk. Of course, it is not small to say that it is small, and it must be bigger than Li Yadong.

"Excuse me, is this the Supply and Marketing Division?"

Hearing the voice, the little girl raised her head and replied weakly: "Yes, who are you looking for?"

"Oh, I want to find your section chief, see if you can buy a batch of goods from our factory?" Li Yadong said with a smile.

"It's restocked again?" the little girl looked disdainful, obviously no stranger to this kind of person, "I'm sorry, the section chief is not available now, and he is having a meeting upstairs." ”

After finishing a sentence, he lowered his head and didn't care about it anymore, which was tantamount to driving people away in disguise.

Li Yadong, who had eaten a closed door again, was a little unhappy, and sneaked upstairs after leaving the supply and marketing department, and just approached the entrance of the building, he heard a burst of angry scolding from the corridor.

"Zhou Changxing, Zhou Changxing, how did you become the production director, don't you know the importance of these pants to our factory?"

"The best fabric, the best thread, the best zipper, all in your hands, you make such pants for me?"

"This is sent to the magic capital! You should know how big the market is over there, we have been making a small fuss over there in the past few years, and now it is easy to contact a big customer, and people have repeatedly emphasized that funds are not a problem, but high-end goods. What about you, just take such pants to embarrass our factory?!"

Li Yadong didn't dare to walk over, and analyzed it in the aisle, daring to criticize and educate a production director like this, eighty percent of them are factory directors.

"Factory ...... Chief, I didn't supervise this, I'll admit it. But it's not completely irreparable, the quality of our pants is not bad at all, it's just a little fatter, and it should be okay to change it and send it again. A weak voice responded.

"Change, you say change it, you change it, the labor consumed is yours? You will compensate for the loss of other orders that have been delayed? And now that the order deadline has passed, why don't you go and tell others?"

"I ......"

The production director named Zhou Changxing was probably speechless.

"Lao Liu, you are the head of the supply and marketing section, you have a good relationship with that side, tell me, how should this matter be solved?" The same voice of the factory director was obviously eased a lot this time.

"Factory director, don't count on the magic capital, people don't trust us anymore, and I won't answer my phone now. The chief of the supply and marketing section known as Lao Liu sighed and said: "So far, we can only digest this batch of pants by ourselves, the people over there pay attention to the beautiful version, and the local people pay more attention to quality, and they can be sold if they are sold, which is ......."

"What's that?" the director asked.

"The price estimate does not meet expectations, and eighty percent will have to lose ......"

"Smack!"

"Ouch!"

You don't have to think about it to know that the factory director should have gone berserk.

"Zhou Changxing, look at the good things you have done, the profits in the factory have fallen a lot this month, and now you give me such a whole thing, do you still want to do it?!"

"Want to ......"

After a long time, the conference room finally calmed down, and the factory director announced in a heartbroken tone that this matter was fully handed over to Comrade Liu, the elder of the supply and marketing section, to deal with it, and try to minimize the losses in the factory.

I thought it was a piece of fragrant dumplings, but who knew that in the end it turned into a piece of stinky tofu, you said this is a fucking thing.

At this moment, a person who had been pondering in the hallway for a while took a deep breath and appeared at the door of the conference room......