Zhao Qingtong has always been vigorous and resolute, and after the conference was held to find out the situation, he would summon Luo Xueyun to meet him.

Suddenly, he found that it was not a simple matter to quickly find Luo Xueyun, it was not the time for the Luo family to come and deliver food, he had to order someone to go to Nancheng to find Xin Gui, Xin Gui notified the Luo family the next day, and the Luo family would inform Luo Xueyun when they went back.

If Luo Xueyun didn't move his nest, he could come to report in one day, but if he was unlucky, if Luo Xueyun entered the mountain or went out, there would be no time limit.

Zhao Qingtong suddenly became depressed.

Luo Xueyun, this kid is looking for himself, either a unit or a home, once he finds a quasi, he has to look for him by himself, but he has to go around in a big circle, as if he is inviting a fairy.

Nana's.

"Xie Qiang, check the phone number of Tianji Huanggang team, and ask them to inform Luo Xueyun to come over as soon as possible tomorrow, there is a good thing."

Xie Qiang had an order, and finally found the phone of the Huanggang team, but he couldn't answer it at all, and when he asked, he learned that the telephone equipment was damaged, the line was in disrepair, and the call quality was poor, which caused most of the production team's telephones to lag far behind the development of communication technology, so they simply let it go.

Tianji Huanggang also abandoned it, anyway, what is the matter, ride a bicycle for twenty minutes to the commune, meet and talk clearly, this year is not to highlight a slow pace!

The so-called strong generals have no weak soldiers, Zhao Qingtong acts in such a style, Xie Qiang doesn't dare to say a word casually, and if he can't get through, he will prevaricate in the past, and he really can't arrange for someone to go to the countryside to notify, and he has to complete the boss's requirements.

Xie Qiang had an idea, went back and forth to the relationship, found acquaintances in Tianji Supply and Marketing Cooperative, and asked them to help inform Luo Xueyun.

"Huanggang 10,000 households, we still don't know him in Tianji, don't worry, I'm sure to give you a notice in place."

The people of the supply and marketing cooperatives swore to pack the tickets, immediately rode to the countryside, and after asking a few words, they found Luo Xueyun's house.

At this time, Luo Xueyun's family was still full of friends, and Cao Guohong, Huang Zili, Zhang Qing, Liu Yuncai, relatives and friends from all walks of life came to join in the fun.

"Who is Luo Xueyun?"

In the bustling main hall, a young man with a shining demeanor walked out.

"I am, may I ask who you are?"

"I'm from the supply and marketing cooperative, and I'm calling from the city and telling you to go to the vegetable company tomorrow morning."

Luo Xueyun was slightly surprised.

"Comrade hard work, let's come in and have a cup of tea."

Seeing that there were many members of his family, the messenger could not stand, and how could he leave an uninteresting obstruction, so he immediately turned the head of the car and said, "Don't bother, the letter is delivered, I still have something to do when I go back." ”

Luo Xueyun came to the fruit plate, grabbed a large handful of melon seeds and candies for him, gave him a box of cigarettes, and asked his younger brother to take a bottle of soaked soda from the water tank and hand it to him.

The latter left contentedly.

Zhang Qing, the director of the brick factory, said with a smile: "I said that the generation is stronger than the generation, Xueyun is not only in the countryside now, but also in the city. ”

Luo Xueyun put down the plate and said with a smile: "If Director Zhang likes it, he might as well show his family background, and the name of a 10,000-dollar household is not a problem." ”

Cao Guohong heard that the wind was rain, and immediately slapped the table and said: "Lao Zhang, let's not hide our armpits, just squeak if you want to do it, Huanggang can produce two 10,000 yuan households, and I will walk sideways in the commune." ”

"If you sell me, you won't be able to fill this hole." Zhang Qing waved his hand again and again, "It's you, you didn't be a good family, Xueyun earned us so much face, but the phone in the team was dumb, and people rode over in a panic, sweating profusely and embarrassed to rest." ”

The messenger said that the city called them to inform the news, how could Cao Guohong not think of it, it should have been played by the team, but the problem is not so simple, the old equipment and old lines, tossing up all the money, can't all point to the team, the commune doesn't give some support, he would rather just leave it like that.

"There is a Xie Gang in the middle of Tianji Huanggang, if I hurriedly say that I will repair it, the big head will be spread on us, wouldn't it be for them to pick up the cheap?" Cao Guohong has a heartbeat.

"I think you're better at settling accounts than Quanxing." Zhang Qing couldn't help but complain.

"Lao Cao will calculate, which is a good thing for our team." Huang Zili smiled and accosted.

Listening to their idle talk, Luo Xueyun's mind was racing, guessing why Zhao Qingtong was in a hurry to go over by himself.

In his impression, Zhao Qingtong has always been a tyrant-style character, calm and calm, and his self-confidence in everything under control is bursting, and he didn't even see him panic when the army fell into the water.

There's no need to rush this moment, right?

The next day, Luo Xueyun followed the delivery of vegetables by tractor, and waited at the door of the vegetable company before eight o'clock, quite the style of Chengmen Lixue.

"Let's go to my office and wait."

Zhao Qingtong, who came to work, was hit squarely.

"I'm looking for you to come here for the transportation of the cabbage."

About half an hour, Zhao Qingtong returned to the office and went straight to the point.

After listening to Zhao Qingtong's relay, Luo Xueyun nodded in agreement without hesitation.

This is what he has been thinking about for a long time, what is the point of being responsible for his own profits and losses? Besides, as long as you are not stupid, with a convenient means of transportation like a car, can you really become a golden hoe and plow the ground and starve yourself to death?

You must know that the transportation of private goods between urban and rural areas is bound to flourish along with agricultural production, but now the main means of transportation is either in the hands of the government or state-owned units.

Personally, it is definitely more cost-effective to make money from transportation than to grow vegetables, which are too limited by land.

Zhao Qingtong expressed satisfaction with Luo Xueyun's firmness, feeling that he was a person who could see the problem clearly, but he still had to probe Luo Xueyun's bottom in order to make a final decision.

"The model of the car that the traffic fleet plans to decentralize is an imitation 130 type, with a load of two to three tons, how much do you want?"

Luo Xueyun immediately asked: "How many does he have?" ”

Zhao Qingtong narrowed his eyes: "Do you want as much as you want?" ”

"I'll ask again how much I can give." Luo Xueyun said, "In short, Han Xin ordered troops, and the more the merrier." ”

"Good, good." Zhao Qingtong couldn't help but applaud, "If you only want one or two." Only to meet your own needs for transporting food, then my hard work of asking you to come over quickly is in vain. ”

"The big guy who burns gasoline, even if it is a second-hand car, has to pay tens of thousands of yuan, and he only serves myself, and he can't get the capital back." Luo Xueyun said.

"If you can have this idea, you are not afraid of messing things up." Zhao Qingtong said, "Let's go, follow me to see Director Song." ”

Song Yingying was blocked in the office by Zhao Qingtong, quite uncomfortable, but he also knew the style of the general manager of the vegetable company, and he really couldn't care about it.

Besides, he was followed by Luo Xueyun, obviously for the task assigned by the leader, and Song Yingying couldn't blame anything.

"How many cars are there?" Zhao Qingtong asked.

"The first batch of twelve, depending on the situation." Song Yingying said.

Zhao Qingtong pointed at Luo Xueyun and said: "This kid has a big business, I want a few more, is there a quota?" ”

Song Yingying looked Luo Xueyun up and down, only to feel that although he was young, he had a calm and calm bearing, sitting there quietly, and it was difficult to ignore his existence without speaking.

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