Chapter 194: It's not a question of whether it's worth it or not
The bigger the leader, the better the attitude towards the below.
The next day, Wang Weidong went to meet Director Sun of Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation, and Director Sun chatted with Wang Weidong for a long time with Yan Yuese, listening to Wang Weidong talk about studying abroad and listening to him talk about working there to make money.
Finally, Director Sun asked: "Weidong, you went there some time ago, do you think it is suitable to do business with that side now?" ”
"If there is a relationship over there, we can trust each other and do business." Wang Weidong said.
Isn't that the person who has a relationship over there just me!
Director Sun looked at Wang Weidong with a smile, of course he heard the meaning of Wang Weidong's words.
"Tell me what you think." Director Sun said.
"Now there is a shortage of everything, the most lacking is food and other materials, the lack of other things can be tolerated, but the lack of food can not be endured! If a batch of grain can be shipped out of the foreign trade and economic cooperation, I can guarantee that it will not lose money! Wang Weidong said.
"I'm not talking about corn, corn is the feed ingredient over there, I'm talking about flour and rice." Wang Weidong explained.
"I'm going to ask you about it." Director Sun said.
It doesn't matter if you export shoes, hats, socks and other light industrial products, if you export a lot of grain for profit, what if China's own grain is expensive? Therefore, the examination and approval of grain exports is very strict.
"Director Sun, it's okay to have a little less, for example, dozens of tons, and I am confident that I can exchange for 20 percent more mentai fish than in the past." Wang Weidong said.
"Okay, I'll report to the top right away! You go back and wait for my news first, and you'd better not go out during this time. Director Sun said.
Yao Qiming took an old professor to Wang Weidong's house, and the old professor wanted to borrow a Russian version of the memoirs written by missionaries who traveled throughout the Far East during the tsarist period of the 18th century.
Wang Weidong refused without hesitation at that time, making the old professor very unable to get off the stage.
"I'm going to pack these materials in the next few days, so I can't borrow them!" Wang Weidong said.
"Weidong, Professor Kang took the book back and asked a few graduate students to copy it down in shifts, and it is enough to work overtime for two or three days, and it won't delay your business." Yao Qiming said.
"Copying books? That's even worse! Wang Weidong shook his head and said.
"Young man, it's not good to think about money like you!" Professor Kang said.
"If I didn't want to make money, I wouldn't be here now. At the beginning, I sold this batch of materials to Mr. Yao for 30,000 yuan, and the library actually wanted to buy it for only 5,000 yuan. Wang Weidong asked.
The old professor was speechless for a while, and finally left angrily.
Recently, Vice President Fan and other school leaders have come under great pressure, and more than a dozen teachers who study the history, society, and literature of the great northern countries have approached the school one after another, and they have asked the school to pay for the materials.
"Look at what Wang Weidong means, we don't pay 50,000 or 60,000 yuan for this batch of materials, and he won't make a move. That's too much! Besides, I've been to see it, and those things are all big road goods, and there are no rare and precious materials at all. Vice President Fan said embarrassedly.
"The problem is that the two countries have not interacted for so many years, and now there are not even these big road goods in the school, and tens of thousands of dollars are not much. The school has the money to build a building and a car, so why can't it spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy those materials? Professor Kang asked.
Vice Principal Fan smiled awkwardly and did not answer.
A Santana is parked near Mr. Wang's rented house.
It was Ou Xiaoyang who was driving, and Ruiyun was sitting in the passenger seat.
Obviously, because of the interview, Ruiyun knew Wang Weidong's residence, and this time she brought Ou Xiaoyang here.
"My daughter-in-law is alone in Harbin City, and you come back once every two or three months. This time, when I heard Wang Weidong on the phone, you will be back immediately. Ruiyun said angrily.
"I'm always busy with business matters, and I can't get out of it." Ou Xiaoyang said.
"Since you can't get out, why did you come back immediately when you heard Wang Weidong's news?" Ruiyun asked.
"It's still a business matter, and I want to ask him to be a counselor." Ou Xiaoyang replied.
He opened the door and got out of the car, and looked back to see that Ruiyun was still sitting in the car and not moving.
"Get out of the car, how do I know where Wang Weidong lives if you don't lead the way?" Ou Xiaoyang said.
"This Santana is much more comfortable than my Lada, I want to sit a little longer and enjoy it!" Ruiyun replied angrily.
Ou Xiaoyang knew that Ruiyun was angry that she was still driving that broken Lada, but she had bought a good car.
"Don't worry, when I make money, I will buy you a good car!" Ou Xiaoyang comforted.
Ruiyun got out of the car and led the way in front to the place where Wang Weidong lived.
Seeing Ou Xiaoyang, Wang Weidong and him patted each other on the shoulder a few times.
Ou Xiaoyang walked into the room and saw a pile full of newspapers and books and said, "I didn't care when I heard Ruiyun say, there were so many!" ”
"I'm going to sell these materials to the university library." Wang Weidong said.
"Okay, you make a list of all the newspapers and books, and I'll bring them back to the capital to ask you." Ou Xiaoyang said.
Speaking of this, Ou Xiaoyang handed the car key to Ruiyun and said, "Don't you like this car, now you can drive Santana home and wait for me, I still have something to talk to Wei Dong." ”
Ruiyun glanced at Ou Xiaoyang and left.
Nodding to Chen Jihong as a greeting, Ou Xiaoyang said to Wang Weidong: "Weidong, let's go out and find a small restaurant to sit down and talk slowly." ”
Wang Weidong really found a dumpling restaurant with only four or five tables nearby and sat down.
After asking for two plates of zucchini-stuffed dumplings and four bottles of beer, the two of them began to drink each other.
Ou Xiaoyang took a big sip of beer and said: "I haven't drunk the beer of my hometown for a long time, and I think this brand of beer is delicious when I get used to it!" ”
He looked at Wang Weidong and said: "During this time, I always remembered the time when we had two radio factories in the past, and my heart was very down-to-earth at that time, unlike now, I always feel that there is no root under my feet, like stepping on cotton." ”
In the past few years, he has not mixed well in the capital, and he has to support the scene everywhere, but he has not seen any money.
A group of friends sat together and spitted spitting, pointing out the whole world, all over the world, as if the things on the earth were a few of them who had the final say, but in fact, there was no actual content.
When something really good happens, no one thinks of taking him with them.
When he was in Harbin City, he paved the way outside, and Wang Weidong was in charge of the factory, but now I think about it, that was when Ou Xiaoyang really made money.
"Xiaoyang, you are my friend, I will be honest with you, maybe I will go there in a year!" Wang Weidong pointed to the east and said.
"I know a lot in the capital, and it's not suitable for business right now, right?" Ou Xiaoyang said.
"Maybe it's not suitable for others, I'm ready!" Wang Weidong said confidently.