"Is Director Wang busy?" Zhu Jinyun opened the door and entered the factory director's office, smiling and saying.

"Xiao Zhu, here you go, sit down." Director Wang put down the pen in his hand, stood up and said with a smile.

"Well, has the manuscript paper ordered by our unit been printed half a year ago?" Zhu Jinyun asked.

Shuguang Printing Factory is a collectively owned unit. The manuscript paper used by nearby towns, governments, and public institutions is printed here. The supply and marketing cooperative is also a public institution, so orders for manuscript paper are naturally handed over to Shuguang Printing Factory.

"Haha, I was a little busy before the new year. I guess it will be after the new year." Factory Director Wang smiled and took the cigarette from Zhu Jinyun without even saying an apology.

Jiang Nan doesn't find it strange either. He is the director of a collective factory, not an individual owner. If he can't print it out, how can you still cancel the order?

"Director Wang, I have something else to ask you for this time." Zhu Jinyun lit a cigarette for Director Wang, then lit it for himself, and then said with a smile.

"Oh, what can you do to me? Could it be that someone wants to enter our factory?" Director Wang said with a smile.

"Haha, Director Wang is joking, how dare I open my mouth about such a thing." Zhu Jinyun finished speaking with a smile and pointed to Jiang Nan beside him, "This is the son of Director Jiang of our supply and marketing cooperative. He has something to ask of you.

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"Hello, Uncle Wang!" Jiang Nan stood up and called out respectfully.

"It turns out he is Director Jiang's son. He is really handsome."

Factory Director Wang praised a few words, but he was still puzzled. He and Jiang Dongping knew each other, but they didn't have much friendship.

What could Jiang Dongping's son do to him? Even if something happened, Jiang Dongping shouldn't have come to him himself. What's the point of sending a son here?

Jiang Nan saw what he was thinking and said with a smile: "That's it, Uncle Wang, isn't it winter vacation? I plan to experience life and exercise myself. I plan to set up a stall and sell Spring Festival couplets. I asked my dad and I

Dad, my dad said that the supply and marketing cooperative itself also sells Spring Festival couplets. He couldn't help me with this matter, so I went to Brother Zhu, so Brother Zhu brought me to trouble you."

When Director Wang heard this, he realized what was going on and asked with a smile: "Does your father agree with you to set up a stall? Uncle Spring Festival couplets can be given to you. I'm afraid that Lao Jiang will blame me if he finds out, haha."

"Uncle Wang, don't worry. My dad has said that he will neither support nor object. He has acquiesced, haha." Jiang Nan said.

Factory Manager Wang saw that he spoke politely and clearly, so he couldn't help but nodded, "Okay, this is not a big deal. I'll have someone take you to the warehouse and get you a thousand sets."

Jiang Nan hurriedly smiled and asked, "Uncle Wang, how much is a thousand sets? My pocket money is limited."

Factory Director Wang smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this. My nephew is experiencing life. Can I still make money from you? I'll give you two hundred yuan for a thousand sets. I'll ask your father for it then."

Zhu Jinyun also looked at Jiangnan, smiled and nodded.

Jiang Nan guessed that Factory Director Wang was planning to give his father a favor and use the supply and marketing cooperative's public account.

Jiang Nan felt that it was better not to cause trouble for his father, so he took out two hundred yuan from his pocket, handed it to Factory Director Wang, and said: "Uncle Wang gave me the goods, I am very grateful, but my father said this

I neither support nor oppose it, nor will I pay a penny for it. I’ll just use my own pocket money.”

When Factory Manager Wang saw what Jiang Nan said, he stopped insisting and called the accountant to do the accounting. Then he said: "Accountant, take Xiao Jiang to the warehouse to pick up the goods. Talk to that person and get more for Xiao Jiang."

Jiang Nan thanked him again, and then he and Brother Zhu went to the warehouse to pick up the goods, which contained two large snakeskin bags.

When Jiang Dongping came back in the evening, he found that his son had brought the goods back and was sitting in the room dividing the goods. He was very curious at the moment.

"Nan Nan, where did you get your Spring Festival couplets from?" Jiang Dongping came in and asked directly.

"Oh, at Shuguang Printing Factory in Xiwang Town, one thousand sets cost two hundred yuan. Is this price expensive?" Jiang Nan asked without raising his head.

"Your Spring Festival couplets are printed on good paper, but our supply and marketing cooperative charges fifty cents for them." Jiang Dongping picked up a stack of Spring Festival couplets, touched them, and then said.

"Exactly, it's definitely not cheap for your supply and marketing cooperative to get goods, and the top leaders are not allowed to take any kickbacks." Jiang Nan said disdainfully.

"You can't say that. The goods of our supply and marketing cooperative are also distributed by the county supply and marketing cooperative. Many of the goods purchased from above have guide prices. There is nothing we can do." Jiang Dongping said helplessly.

"It's a market economy and there are guide prices, so no wonder it's not competitive." Jiang Nan continued.

"Son, where do you plan to set up a stall?" Jiang Dongping asked, not wanting to dwell on this topic with him.

"It's right in front of Aunt Wang Xia's wonton shop. I've already gone to say hello to Aunt Wang in the afternoon. Tomorrow I'll bring a piece of oilcloth and spread it on the ground. I also went to the glass seller to get some broken glass. Tomorrow

If you press it on the Spring Festival couplets, you will avoid them being blown away by the wind." Jiang Nan said without stopping.

"Oh, you are so considerate." Jiang Dongping suddenly felt that his son had grown up and he was old. Suddenly he thought of something again and asked: "I only gave you a hundred yuan yesterday, how can you

Two hundred dollars?"

"Oh, I borrowed it from Wang Sihai. I'll pay him back after making money." Jiang Nan said calmly.

Jiang Dongping suddenly felt a little disappointed: "You really don't want me as your father."

After Xu Changying came back, she heard that her son was going to set up a stall tomorrow, but she did not dissuade him. She said with a smile: "Your grandma started a small business with her father when she was your age. You go to set up a stall tomorrow and be more diligent."

Jiang Nan knew that his mother was very nervous. He curled his lips, thought of something again, and then said: "Mom, find my old black cotton-padded jacket. I will wear my old cotton-padded jacket tomorrow."

Xu Changying was puzzled, looked at Jiang Nan in confusion, and said, "Don't you refuse to wear that old cotton-padded jacket?"

Jiang Nan smiled and explained: "If I wear this to set up a stall, who will buy my stuff?"

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Jin Gui came to Jiang Nan's house with a bowl of cooked herring.

Jiang Dongping took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet. The two brothers filled it and drank a glass. Jiang Dongping then said:

"Jin Gui, you also know the operating situation of our supply and marketing cooperative. It has been operating at a loss in the past few years." After speaking, Jiang Dongping looked at Jin Gui.

"Well, I know about this situation, but aren't all enterprises in our township like this? Not to mention our township, many factories in our county are operating with debt." Jin Gui said, not thinking there was anything wrong.

"Yesterday I went to the old director's home to pay New Year's greetings. The old director revealed to me information that after the New Year, the wages of employees of our supply and marketing cooperative may be reduced by half." Jiang Dongping said.

"What? Are you telling the truth?" Jin Gui exclaimed and stood up, even knocking off his chopsticks.

"Keep your voice down, I'm talking to you in private." Jiang Dongping quickly grabbed Jin Gui and bent down to pick up the chopsticks.

"If the salary is reduced, the two of us will be receiving the same salary as one person." Jin Gui said a little worriedly.

"That's why I called you here to drink." Jiang Dongping poured him another glass of wine and said meaningfully.

Jin Gui felt happy, knowing that Jiang Dongping must have something else to say to him: "Dongping, just say whatever you have to say, brother will never forget your kindness."

"You are out of touch when you say this. I am just reminding you that I can't help you much. Well, I heard from the old director that after the year, the counter of the supply and marketing cooperative may have to be subcontracted to the employees of the unit and they will be responsible for the profits and losses. You

You can consider packing one," Jiang Dongping said.

"Personal contracting?" Jin Gui narrowed his eyes and thought carefully.

"I just want to give you some advice. If you have this idea, prepare money in advance. I estimate that there will be many people who want to contract by then. I heard that this time the bidding will be in the form of a hidden bid. The one with the highest price will win. You go back and do your best

Consider it."

"Then if I contract the counter, will I still get paid?" Jin Gui thought for a while and asked.

"The counter is only contracted to internal employees, which is equivalent to a disguised welfare. Therefore, employees who contract the counter will not have wages, so you must also consider this condition comprehensively." Jiang Dongping said seriously.
Chapter completed!