"Do you have a business invitation with you? If not, what about the inspection when it is almost time to Vladivostok? Wang Weidong asked.

Hearing Wang Weidong's question, Adelov felt very funny, he shrugged his shoulders and said: "If it was five years ago, of course not, but who cares about it now!" ”

yes, it's March of '91, and who's going to care about those?

Adelov sent Wang Weidong directly to the fish company, and although it was already past the end of work, Larimov was still waiting for him in the office.

"Wilton, you're finally here! Now I need your help urgently! Larimov said, taking his hand.

"My workers have no clothes for ocean fishing, and now they lack everything, bread, butter, clothes, shoes, socks, nothing!" Larimov complained.

Although the fishing time is warmer, the workers who go to the Sea of Okhotsk and Bering still have to wear thick and warm clothes, which is not something that can be solved by chicken feather down jackets.

If you can't fish, the whole fishing company will stop working completely, and everyone, including hundreds of workers, will have no food to eat and no fish to eat.

It's March, fishing boats are about to go to sea, and this problem must be resolved as soon as possible.

"I can't solve the problem of grain, and the export of grain needs government approval." Wang Weidong said.

"Then help us solve the problem of clothes and shoes first, and keep them warm!" Larimov said.

"I can do this for you, but what do you exchange it for?" Wang Weidong asked.

"Cod, of course! We'll have fish in a month! Larimov replied.

Wang Weidong knew that Larimov would give this answer, and he immediately shook his head.

"No, I can't sell cod." Wang Weidong said.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, cod is not easy to preserve, and there are a lot of fish in the market, Wang Weidong does not have Ou Xiaoyang's energy now, he can't sell cod all at once.

He couldn't ask for not only cod, but also other fish, including crabs.

But Larimov's fishing company has nothing but fish.

The two sides suddenly reached a stalemate.

If in another year or two there will be a lot of scrap steel, wood can be exchanged, but now is not the time. The factories are not deserted now, so there is no scrap steel to be dismantled and sold, and it is impossible for the fishing company led by Larimov to go to the logging, and it is too late.

"How about sugar, I can get sugar!" Larimov said.

Wang Weidong immediately shook his head, there is a lot of sugar in the big northern countries, but now there is no shortage of sugar in China. The most important thing is that Wang Weidong now has no ability to send white sugar into the supply and marketing system in China.

Wang Weidong suddenly looked up and saw the bookshelf behind Larimov, on which were rows of books, most of them hardcovers.

He had seen it when he came here two years ago, but he hadn't paid attention to it, and it looked like Larimov had only been used for posturing and hadn't read it.

"Waste paper is fine, you can exchange it for waste paper. Two tons of waste paper, I will help you get 200 warm cotton clothes and 200 pairs of cotton shoes. Wang Weidong said.

The northern country is rich in forest resources, and the price of paper is not expensive, Wang Weidong feels that it is not difficult for Larimov to get two tons of waste paper.

"Okay, I can do this in two days, Vertong, you have to help me get clothes in half a month, don't do the down jacket last time!" Larimov said.

Larimov asked Adelov to arrange for Wang Weidong to live in the dormitory of the fishing company, and Adelov came back and asked: "How to solve the problem of two tons of waste paper?" ”

"It's so easy that the decades-old backlog of broken books and various newspapers and magazines in the company library is sent to Verton as waste paper! Anyway, no one has watched it for so many years, and it just helps us solve big problems! It's more cost-effective than exchanging cod for clothes, and we've earned it! Larimov said with a smile.

According to the regulations of the higher authorities, the fishing company must subscribe to several newspapers and magazines, and the accumulation of a few years is a large pile.

"Tomorrow, let them pack up those rags and let Verton take them away." Larimov continued.

Two tons of waste paper is not much in terms of volume, and what Wang Weidong saw at noon the next day were two small wooden boxes. Through the palm-wide gap, you can see that most of them are newspapers and magazines, and a small number of books.

"Vertong, you are my most sincere friend, these waste papers can go through customs first, and I will wait for those clothes in half a month. Don't worry, I can transport this waste paper to the Fen River. Larimov said.

Two days later, Wang Weidong received the two wooden boxes containing waste paper from a Chinese who often did business on both sides of the Fenhe River.

Wang Weidong did not take the railway, he hired a truck to pull the waste paper directly back to Harbin City, and pulled it to the downstairs of Yao Qiming's house.

went upstairs and knocked on the door of Yao Qiming's house, Wang Weidong went straight into the kitchen and found an axe.

"Weidong, what are you going to do?" Yao Qiming asked.

"Follow me downstairs!" Wang Weidong said.

Walking downstairs, Wang Weidong cracked open a wooden board with an axe, and he reached out and took out a few newspapers and handed them to Yao Qiming.

Yao Qiming knows the Russian text above, and it is a Pravda!

He hurriedly bent down and looked through the newspapers, which were the most important newspapers and magazines of the great northern powers, and there were many books published by the great northern powers from the thirties and forties to the eighties.

Yao Qiming studied Russian and Russian literature, and his heart began to beat faster when he saw so many newspapers, magazines and books.

"Weidong, where did you get these things?" Yao Qiming asked.

"Didn't I tell you to go over there? That's where it came from, the price of waste paper. Wang Weidong replied.

Yao Qiming looked at the newspapers and books in the wooden box and muttered, "Why did they sell such good things as waste paper?" It's too, too ......."

Yao Qiming said two "too", but he couldn't go on.

That country doesn't care about culture anymore, so it's important to fill your stomach first!

"Weidong, you can't sell these newspapers and books as waste paper, I'll contact the library of Heida immediately, they must be willing to ask for these things." Yao Qiming said.

"I also think it's a pity that these good things turn into pulp like this, so I want to sell these two tons of newspapers, magazines and books for 30,000 yuan!"

"Worth it, it's worth it! I'll give you 30,000 yuan, and I bought these newspapers and books! Yao Qiming said.

Two days later, a small advertisement was posted on many telephone poles in the oil city west of Harbin City: "Buy labor insurance wool big-toed shoes above No. 42 at a high price, 30 yuan per pair!" Large complete sets of labor protection cotton clothes, 60 yuan per set! If you are interested, please go to a certain hotel and a certain room to trade, and there is no deception! ”