The Great Era of Siheyuan

Today's cooperation went very smoothly, and Li Wenqiang was in a very good mood after leaving. Li Huaide did not ask in detail, and he did not elaborate. Both parties understood one thing in their hearts, that as long as they knew that they could make money, everything else was not important at all.

Next he had to find another factory. Li Wenqiang looked around and then walked towards the Beimo Factory in Shizipo.

The first of Dongzhimen’s three industrial giants was the steel rolling mill, so there was no problem in choosing Beimo as the second one. As for the third one, the paper mill, he gave up directly.

It was not for any other reason, but because the paper mill was too smelly. Most people could not stand the smell, and he did not want to go there and suffer.

"Hello comrade, I want to ask you how the food is in your factory. What do you eat every day? Are you full?"

Li Wenqiang's series of questions stunned the people at the gate's security office. After they realized what he said, they all started laughing.

"You're an interesting person. We have people coming here every day to ask about job openings and salaries, but this is the first time I've seen someone asking if we have good food. Little brother, why are you asking this?"

A thin security guard looked at Li Wenqiang with a happy smile on his face and thought he was very funny.

"I didn't see it before, but now I see it! I'm just curious, so I want to ask, how is it, do you mind telling me?"

Li Wenqiang smiled and distributed cigarettes to the people in front of him.

"Why should I mind it? If you say it's good, it's definitely not that good. Nowadays, as long as I can have something to eat, I don't care whether it's good or not. It's good enough to have two full meals a day. How can I be picky?"

"Of course, as long as we have something to eat, it's fine. I heard people are starving to death outside right now. We are lucky enough to have something to eat in the factory."

They talked about things casually as if they were chatting about family matters.

"You guys have a good attitude. Tell me, if I get some unplanned grain and vegetables and sell them to your factory, do you think your leaders will agree?"

Li Wenqiang asked casually with a smile.

"If you can really get food and vegetables, our leaders will definitely treat you like a bodhisattva, and they might even burn three sticks of incense to worship you every day. But now it's just a thought. Yesterday my mother went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables, but she only gave us one kilogram of vegetables for our family of five. What can we do with this little bit of vegetables? It's not even enough for one meal."

"If you can get extra food and vegetables, there's nothing more to say. I'll take you to see our leader right now!"

An older person nearby said it without hesitation, and looking at Li Wenqiang's eyes, he didn't believe a word of it.

As the saying goes, a man with a thin mouth and a thin face cannot do things well. He is so young and handsome, it is more likely that he will be a gigolo. As for him dealing with unplanned materials, forget it!

"Brother, since you said so, then take me to see your leader! I can get some unplanned supplies, but I don't know how much your factory can handle!"

Li Wenqiang said with a smile.

"really?"

Seeing how serious Li Wenqiang was, the expressions of the people who were chatting nearby also became serious. If he could really deliver unplanned materials to the factory, then everyone in the factory would benefit in the future.

"really!"

Faced with the security guard's words, Li Wenqiang confirmed without hesitation.

"Little brother, this kind of thing is not something to joke about. Let me confirm with you again. If you are joking, let's just have a chat. If I really bring you to the leader and tell him nonsense, it will not be good then!"

The older security guard said very seriously.

"Sure, take me to find the person in charge! To be honest, I can't get much, but it should be enough to supply your factory!"

Li Wenqiang confirmed again that for him, supplying a steel rolling mill could bring him an income of about 45,000 yuan a month. Although it sounds like a lot, when one thinks about the future cross-border trade, this amount of money is just a drop in the bucket, and it is very necessary to continue to increase revenue.

"Come with me!"

Hearing Li Wenqiang's words, the security guard said nothing and took the man in directly.

Walking into the factory, we saw rows of tricycles parked on the road between the two factory buildings, and a group of workers were debugging them back and forth.

"These are the Dongfeng BM021 single-cylinder motorcycles that our factory started producing last year. They have 22 horsepower and can carry 350 kilograms. How about them? Aren't they very beautiful?"

Li Wenqiang looked at the legendary first generation of three-wheeled motorcycle and his eyes couldn't help but look around.

"It's OK, but a lot of things need to be improved. Apart from other things, the exterior alone needs to be changed. The shed in the front is totally unnecessary. It's like a furnace in the summer. If you really want to keep it, then I suggest you just cover up the back truck bed as well!"

Li Wenqiang casually expressed his opinion.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with what you said. You can talk to our factory manager Liu about this later. Our factory manager is happy to hear other people's opinions. Okay, we're here. Please wait outside first!"

The security guard took him to a room on the third floor. The door was open and a middle-aged man with a serious face was looking at documents on the table.

"Director, this young man said he could get some extra food and vegetables. Do you want to talk to him?"

The security guard walked over and asked.

"Where is it? Hurry and invite him in!"

When the factory manager heard this, he no longer cared about the documents on his desk!

The three-wheeled motorcycles produced by their factory have been in short supply in the past two years. The workers in the factory are all working hard and working overtime every day, but logistics supply is a big problem, and most of the workers are malnourished.

He thought of many ways and applied to the higher authorities for an increase in food supply many times, but none of them were successful. He didn't expect that someone would come to help him solve the problem. This really made him overjoyed.

"Little brother, come in! This is our factory director Liu Qinghua. If you need anything, you can tell him now!"

The big brother from the security department did not leave after he finished speaking, but stood aside, keeping a very subtle distance, which neither seemed to be oppressive nor able to control him directly in case of sudden situations.

Li Wenqiang didn't care as he obviously didn't fully trust the person who suddenly delivered the goods to his door.

"Hello, Director Liu, I'm Li Wenqiang, nice to meet you! Please don't mind my taking the liberty of coming to see you this time!"

Li Wenqiang stretched out his hand with a smile, without any restraint at all, and did not lower himself just because he was the head of the factory.

"Hello, I'm Liu Qinghua, the director of the Beimo Factory. I heard from our security department that you can get unplanned supplies. Is that true?"

Liu Qingchun looked at him expectantly.

"Of course it's real. One yuan per pound. I can provide you with all the food and vegetables you need every day, regardless of the variety. But I have a request. I want to use the money to buy a motorcycle. Is that not too much to ask?"

Li Wenqiang's tone was very humble, but the meaning of his words was very clear, and it was so strong that it could not be refused.