Fisherwoman: After my divorce, I became rich by fishing at sea

So Fu Wan and Fu Liang signed the contract, while Boss Fu and Fu Ming went to a nearby bank to withdraw money.

Fortunately, they did not forget to bring their passbooks this time, so they simply asked the shipyard's cashier to go with them, so that they didn't have to bring a bag of money back later.

The deposit is RMB 80,000, and the balance will be paid when the ship is delivered.

Eighty thousand yuan in a cloth bag would still be bulging, and there is an inevitable risk of being robbed if you carry it on the road.

If you are targeted by bad guys lurking near the bank, it would be fatal.

Before leaving, Boss Fu took the opportunity to get the passbook and pulled Fu Wan outside the office to discuss in a low voice.

"Awan, is this price really suitable? Should we go to the city to have a look?"

"Dad, forget it! I don't think the prices in the city are much cheaper. Besides, there must be a lot of orders in the city, so we might have to wait even longer!"

Boss Fu thought about it and agreed. Before leaving today, Fu San also helped him inquire and was told that the prices in the city were a little higher than those in the county. Only then did he introduce the shipyard in the county to Boss Fu.

"Dad, let's put everything else aside. Boss Sun specially accompanied us on this trip. If we go to another shipyard, wouldn't that make things difficult for him?"

Sun Youcai is not idle either. He is also a business owner. For his sake, he cannot run away from the order today.

"Okay, then you guys wait here, I'll go get the money from the cashier."

Fu Wan waved her hand. "Then you guys better be careful and come back early. We still have to go to the supply and marketing cooperative later!"

"Don't worry, I know."

Signing a contract only requires signing and fingerprinting. Fu Wan carefully read the content of the contract and found no problems, so she prepared to sign her name.

But she immediately remembered something and stopped writing and asked Li Youchuan.

"Comrade Li, how big a trawl net should our ship be equipped with?"

"If you're trawling from a single boat, you can use a 25 mesh size. It should be two meters wide, and the net bag should be about meters long."

Fu Wan nodded and took note. Sun Youcai next to her thought, "Cousin, don't you have a production trawl? Why not give one to Comrade Fu?"

Li Youchuan glared at him and wanted to hit him, but it was difficult to do so because Fu Wan and Fu Liang were beside them.

He could even give her a trawl net. Fu Wan's eyes lit up as she looked at Li Youchuan expectantly. She was rich, but she couldn't afford to waste money.

Li Youchuan was embarrassed, "This is not in compliance with the regulations!"

"Comrade Li, we've already bought this boat, but how can we operate without a trawl net? Could you please be so kind as to give us a trawl net?"

"There are many fishermen in our village. If this boat is good, the village will definitely come to you to order boats in the future!"

A trawl net only costs a dozen dollars. If the shipyard produces it itself, the cost is probably even lower.

"Okay, okay, send it off!"

Li Youchuan was already thinking about how to settle the score with Sun Youcai, but he also enjoyed the promise made by Fu Wan.

Seeing that he was interested, Fu Wan continued to persuade him with promises.

"If this trawl net is strong enough, I'll buy one for my family from you. I'll also promote our village!"

The trawling department is actually a newly established department in the shipyard, and Li Youchuan’s wife is the manager of this department.

Thinking that this was also generating income for his wife's department, Li Youchuan felt a lot more balanced.

The contract was signed quickly, and Fu Wan signaled Fu Liang to go to the factory gate to wait for Boss Fu and the others.

The workers in the shipyard workshop were working meticulously, and it was boring for them to just sit there and watch.

After seeing that the contract had been signed, Li Youchuan took it to the marketing director.

When Sun Youcai saw that the deal was done, he knew that his mission was accomplished.

He walked beside Fu Wan and the others and said goodbye to them. "Comrade Xiao Fu, I'm going back to the store now. If you're free tomorrow, remember to come visit me."

There was no way Fu Wan would let him go like that, "Comrade Sun, you helped us so much today, how can you leave without having a meal?

Wait until my dad and the others come back, and let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative for a meal. I'll treat you!"

The beautiful woman invited him to dinner, and Sun Youcai was so happy that his eyes became slits.

"No, my shop is very busy. Brother Fu San asked me for help today, but I didn't suffer any loss. He promised to sell me a yellow croaker, which is a great bargain for me!"

No wonder she asked why Sun Youcai was so dedicated today!

Sun Youcai insisted on leaving, and Fu Wan couldn't stop him.

As the three of them walked out of the shipyard gate, Fu Wan noticed a man squatting on the ground not far away, holding a cigarette and frowning.

Seeing three people suddenly walk out of the empty factory gate, he quickly put out the cigarette in his hand and smiled embarrassedly.

"Hey, isn't this Director Wang?"

Sun Youcai was the first to recognize the man and greeted him happily.

The man then recognized Sun Youcai and said, "It's Boss Sun!"

When business people meet, they inevitably shake hands and pass cigarettes. When the man came over, Fu Wan noticed that there was a small door behind him, and next to it was a crooked iron plate with the words "Five Star Cannery" written on it.

There's a cannery here?

"Boss Sun, are you sending another customer to your cousin?"

Comrade Wang nodded at Fu Wan and Fu Liang, and Fu Wan smiled at him in response.

Sun Youcai introduced them to each other, "This is Director Wang from the cannery."

"This is my friend, Comrade Fu."

Fu Wan shook hands with Director Wang, "Hello, Director Wang!"

Director Wang smiled bitterly and said, "Just call me Comrade Wang. I won't be the director anytime soon."

There was clearly a story behind these words. Fu Wan and Fu Liang exchanged glances, then pricked up their ears to listen to Sun Youcai's small talk with Director Wang.

"Director Wang, as the old saying goes, there's always a way out when you reach the mountain. You don't have to worry too much about this. Even if the factory closes, you can still be a self-employed person like me!"

Director Wang waved his hands and replied with a sad face, "This isn't a question of whether I'm a self-employed person or not. I still have dozens of workers in my factory waiting to be fed!"

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Comrades, would you like to buy some canned food?"

Director Wang pointed to a place not far away, and Fu Wan saw that there was a table next to the small door with several canned fruits on it.

The market conditions are already so bad, and the factory director is selling canned food right at the factory gate?

"Comrade, this can of food is not expensive, only one dollar a bottle. I oversee the production of this stuff, it's hygienic and healthy."

Seeing Fu Wan was unmoved, Director Wang gritted his teeth and said, "For Boss Sun's sake, I can charge you 80 cents a bottle!"

Fu Wan walked over, picked up a can, and looked at it carefully.

This can of food does look good, but it’s not just canned coconut meat, this is the first time she has seen canned mango and papaya.

I think it’s because these are the only tropical fruits available locally.

"Director Wang, why are you selling canned food like this?"

"Alas, I have no choice. Our factory was originally state-owned. Now that it's been restructured, the government stopped allocating funds to us a few months ago. The factory's performance is not good, and I'm afraid this cannery will also go bankrupt."

After saying this, Wang Jianmin sighed deeply again and couldn't help complaining:

"The government asked me to find someone to take over the cannery, but who would buy a cannery these days?"

He looked at the shipyard gate with envy. Heavy industry was still more popular. Even if it was separated from state-owned enterprises, it could still make money.