A few minutes later, Jiang Xiaobai came out of Xinjian Street with two more packs of Chinese cigarettes on his body.

2 yuan a pack.

Liu Qianghua also sent a box of matches.

When you go out to run errands, you don't panic when you have cigarettes on your body.

Jiang Xiaobai took out a bag of Zhonghua and opened it, put it in his pocket, and then walked towards the door of Qingzhou Newspaper.

"Comrade, who are you looking for?"

The gatekeeper unceremoniously stopped Jiang Xiaobai.

The so-called Hades is good-looking, but the little ghosts are difficult. The first thing to do business is to break through the blockade of the doorman, otherwise nothing can be done.

"Hello uncle, is President Fu here?"

Jiang Xiaobai skillfully took out the Zhonghua, took out one and handed it to the gatekeeper, and asked with a smile.

According to the memories of the previous life, Jiang Xiaobai remembered that the president of the Times in 83 was called Fu Dezheng, and he later became the propaganda minister of the Central China Provincial Party Committee.

The cigarette is China!

The person I am looking for is President Fu!

The janitor didn't dare to slack off, he said, "You're polite", took the cigarette with a smile, and said: "The president is here early in the morning, comrade, you go to the innermost part of the second floor of the left building, and President Fu will work there." ”

"Okay, thank you."

Jiang Xiaobai entered the gate with a smile.

Well, I just asked if President Fu was there, and I didn't say to go to him.

Jiang Xiaobai did not go to the building on the left, but walked to the one-story flat building on the right.

The two floors on the left are the office building of the Qingzhou newspaper, and the flat building on the right is the newspaper printing house.

The main business of the newspaper printing house is to print the "Qingzhou Daily", and occasionally it also takes on the printing business of some outside units, but because there are no special business personnel, they do not receive many orders.

At this point, today's newspaper has long been printed, and most of the workers in the printing house have left work, with only the leaders and a few workers on duty.

"May I ask if your factory director is here?"

Jiang Xiaobai entered the printing house, saw a man in his forties, handed a Zhonghua over, and asked with a smile.

Chinese cigarettes?

The man's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but glance at Jiang Xiaobai more.

After taking the cigarette, the man didn't mean to light it, but put it on his ear, and said in response: "Comrade, the printing house is a fire-proof area, so you can't smoke in it." ”

The tone is not harsh, but there is an official smell.

Jiang Xiaobai was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately sent a rainbow fart: "The leader has a high consciousness and has been educated." ”

The man was said to be happy, and said with a smile: "What do you have to do with the factory director?" ”

"I have a new business that I want to talk to the factory manager."

Jiang Xiaobai didn't hide it, and said directly.

"Oh?"

The man's eyes lit up, there hasn't been much business in the outside recently, and the workers are almost idle, and today they are so lucky, and there is business that takes the initiative to send it to the door.

And seeing Jiang Xiaobai's shot, it is a Chinese cigarette, generous.

He also has a good conversation.

He couldn't help but be interested, and said: "I'm the factory director, go forward, go to my office to talk about any business." ”

"Good luck to the factory director."

Jiang Xiaobai hurriedly said hello, and handed over another Chinese cigarette.

Xiang Qian pointed to the cigarette in his right ear, waved his hand, and said, "No need, let's go talk." ”

The two entered the office, pointed forward and pointed to a chair at random for Jiang Xiaobai to sit, and there was no intention of making tea.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't care, and said: "Director Xiang, I'm not from the unit, I'm a private person to talk to you about a business, do you take over private business?" ”

As soon as he heard that it was private business, his face suddenly sank a lot.

In this era, private individuals don't get any money.

Only public units have the strength, and there are many things that are generally printed.

However, thinking that the factory has not received any business from the unit recently, he still said: "Now it is different from the past, whether it is a unit or a private business, as long as the money is given, our factory will do it." ”

Hearing him say this, Jiang Xiaobai was a lot more relieved.

Although reform and opening up began in 1978, many people are still conservative and not open-minded, and some units are not willing to deal with private individuals at all.

If you meet that kind of person, this trip will be in vain.

But fortunately, it seems that Xiang Qian is still a person with a relatively advanced consciousness, and the next thing can be discussed.

Jiang Xiaobai pondered for a moment and said: "Director Xiang, although the business I talked about with your son is not big, my creativity can make your printing factory generate huge benefits, and it may even become a super large printing factory in the country in the future." ”

"What's the big breath?"

was originally a little casual to move forward, but was startled by Jiang Xiaobai's words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't figure out what Jiang Xiaobai's identity was?

straightened his body, moved forward and asked, "Comrade, what is your surname?" ”

"Don't be expensive, my name is Jiang Xiaobai, a native of Jiangwan, Qingshan Town, I have been a teacher for two years, and now I am starting my own small business."

Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile.

Xiang Qian was stunned for a moment, listening to Jiang Xiaobai's conversation, he still thought that Jiang Xiaobai was the son of a high-ranking cadre, but he didn't expect that he was just an unemployed idle person who was ready to do business.

He lost interest in delving into Jiang Xiaobai's identity, and said directly: "What do you need to do?" ”

The change in Xiang Qian's expression fell into Jiang Xiaobai's eyes, and he knew that what he said now had no weight, so he stopped grinding, and directly asked Xiang Qian for two thick pieces of paper and glue, and made a paper bowl by hand on the spot.

I was stunned when I moved forward.

"You're going to make this paper bowl?"

"The process is not complicated, but who can use a paper bowl when they are fine?"

Jiang Xiaobai smiled: "Have you noticed that now there are people on the streets in Qingzhou City who have started to sell snacks, if the guests want to take the snacks they bought, what should they do?" ”

Xiang Qian frowned and thought for a while, it is true that there are more street food vendors, and it is indeed not convenient for customers to take them away.

"Director Xiang, with the deepening of reform and opening up, business will become more and more prosperous in the future, not only snacks, but also unfinished meals in the restaurant."

Jiang Xiaobai continued.

The eyes moving forward became brighter and brighter, no matter what Jiang Xiaobai's identity was, he looked at this young man again.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said, "To the factory director, 280----350lm thick paper can not only be made into disposable paper bowls, but also into disposable water cups. ”

"For example, if a guest comes to your office, you use a disposable paper cup to make a cup of tea, and the guest drinks clean and hygienic, and the guest doesn't have to clean up the cup after leaving, isn't it very convenient?"

Moving forward, he couldn't help but blush, Jiang Xiaobai entered the door as a guest, he was supposed to make tea for entertainment, but he was a leader and a relatively rough man, he didn't like washing cups or anything, so he was too lazy to make tea.

When Jiang Xiaobai said this at this time, he seemed to have a sudden brightness in his heart.

Isn't it?

If you use disposable paper cups, how convenient it is.

After the guests are gone, it is okay to throw the paper cups in the trash.

Moreover, Jiang Xiaobai's "one-time" makes sense.

He silently calculated the cost of making a disposable paper cup from paper, and found that the price was so low that everyone could afford it.

Even if one paper cup earns a penny, no, even if ten paper cups make a penny, but if the amount is large, it is not great.

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and the eyes that looked at Jiang Xiaobai were different.