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What kind of car do you want to buy?

Do you have a company you are affiliated with?

The middle-aged man asked directly.

Because it was still a planned economy, and resources were scarce, trucks and tractors were considered strategic materials and were naturally given priority to various units.

It's basically unrealistic for an individual to buy a car.

Although the middle-aged man did not doubt that Zhang Yun was there to buy a car, he subconsciously assumed that Zhang Yun must have been sent by some organization to buy a car.

"I bought it for myself."

Zhang Yun smiled faintly.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately frowned and stared sharply at Zhang Yun.

"You're not kidding?"

The middle-aged man said in a cold tone.

"I am serious."

Zhang Yun replied calmly.

"Go back."

The middle-aged man threw the truck permit and driver's license into Zhang Yun's hand and said in an unfriendly tone.

At that moment, the middle-aged man thought Zhang Yun was joking with him.

It's impossible for an individual to buy a car.

We regret that we cannot entertain you.

"What? My money isn't money?"

Zhang Yun remained completely calm.

If this person won't entertain me, is there no one else?

Now that Zhang Yun has arrived, he is determined to buy the truck.

"No matter how rich you are, I'm not going to sell you the car. Go back, I don't want to see you again."

The middle-aged man said with an impatient expression.

After saying that, the middle-aged man came over and tried to push Zhang Yun out.

Zhang Yun stood there, and the middle-aged man tried his best, but he couldn't move Zhang Yun's body at all. Zhang Yun's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he didn't move an inch.

"I need to find the station manager."

Zhang Yun said with a faint smile.

In fact, in that short time, Zhang Yun had already sensed the office building of the agricultural machinery station and knew how many staff members were there.

I also know where the stationmaster is, and I know he's angry.

The middle-aged man pushed hard a few times, but found he couldn't budge Zhang Yun. His face showed shock, and he had no choice but to let go.

"Even if you meet the stationmaster, you can forget about buying a truck; the policy doesn't allow it."

After witnessing Zhang Yun's power, the middle-aged man no longer dared to lose his temper easily, and his tone softened.

"Don't worry about that. I'll persuade the stationmaster once I meet him."

Zhang Yun said calmly.

"Okay, you want to see the stationmaster, right? The stationmaster's office is in the innermost room on the second floor of the office building."

"If you can convince the stationmaster to sell you the truck, I'll kowtow to you."

The middle-aged man couldn't push Zhang Yun away, and seeing how stubborn Zhang Yun was, he had no choice but to let Zhang Yun go see the stationmaster.

Zhang Yun smiled faintly, then patted the serow and let it wander around the agricultural machinery station on its own.

A moment later, Zhang Yun went straight to the second floor and headed to the innermost office.

Before even reaching the office, Zhang Yun could hear the sounds coming from inside.

"Wu Yunchao, what's wrong with you? You've been going to various communes for three months, and you haven't sold a single car?"

This was the angry shout of stationmaster Zhong Zhicai.

Although the agricultural machinery station is also a state-owned unit, it also has annual sales targets.

Only by completing the sales target can the agricultural machinery station receive rewards and more vehicle quotas the following year.

The agricultural machinery station has not yet achieved one-third of its sales target for this year.

Naturally, Zhong Zhicai was very anxious and tried to find a solution. He took the initiative to send his various cadres to the major communes in Fengshan County and to promote the product to various units.

However, the feedback from the sales officers was minimal, with only two trucks sold in total.

Especially Wu Yunchao, who was in charge of ten communes, failed to sell a single car in three months. So Zhong Zhicai called him to his office and gave him a stern lecture.

"Stationmaster...I was wrong."

Wu Yunchao wanted to complain, but seeing Zhong Zhicai's angry expression, he dared not argue.

In this era, people were already very poor. Even if those companies were in slightly better circumstances, it was still extremely difficult for them to come up with more than 10,000 yuan in cash to buy a car.

Besides, most companies don't need trucks.

Only brick factories, mines, coal mines, and cement plants—those entities that need to transport heavy materials—would purchase trucks.

These organizations had already purchased trucks and had no plans to buy a new one.

"You're wrong, you're wrong, you just know you're wrong."

"If you had realized your mistake sooner, you would have worked harder and thought of more ways to sell a few trucks."

When Zhong Zhicai saw that Wu Yunchao took the initiative to admit his mistake, his anger subsided considerably, but he still wanted to teach him a lesson.

Zhang Yun, who was outside the office, overheard the conversation between the two and a strange smile crept onto his lips.

In fact, when Zhang Yun was talking to the middle-aged man in the shed, he had already sensed the conversation between Zhong Zhicai and Wu Yunchao, and he knew that the agricultural machinery station was worried about selling trucks.

So Zhang Yun confidently told the middle-aged man that he was confident he could buy the truck.

Boom, boom, boom.

Zhang Yun knocked on the wooden door of the office.

"Who's there? Come in!"

Station Master Zhong Zhicai heard the knocking, was surprised, and immediately called out.

So Zhang Yun pushed open the door and calmly walked in.

"Ok?"

Zhong Zhicai and Wu Yunchao both looked at Zhang Yun in surprise.

Only one meaning was conveyed from their eyes.

Who is this guy?

"Station manager, this is Zhang Yun."

"I'll be honest, I want to buy a truck."

"And four of them!"

Zhang Yun walked over with a faint smile and explained his purpose.

"What?"

"Four trucks?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Yunchao jumped up.

He spent three months promoting his trucks in ten communes, but didn't sell a single one. Yet Zhang Yun came in and immediately asked for four trucks, which seemed like a fantasy.

What organization do you work for?

Station manager Zhong Zhicai quickly calmed down and asked directly.

Zhang Yun then picked up a chair leaning against the wall and calmly sat down.

"I'm buying the truck as an individual, is that okay?"

Zhang Yun smiled faintly.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Zhicai and Wu Yunchao were shocked once again, staring at Zhang Yun in disbelief.

"Comrade, you're not joking, are you?"

Zhong Zhicai stared at Zhang Yun with curiosity.

After all, Zhong Zhicai had been the head of the agricultural machinery station for seven or eight years, and this was the first time he had ever heard of someone buying a truck in their own name.

At least Fengshan Agricultural Machinery Station has no precedent of selling trucks to individuals.

In Fengshan County, it's practically impossible to find someone who can meet all three requirements: to obtain a driver's license, to get a truck permit, and to come up with tens of thousands of yuan in cash.

Do you think I have time to joke with you?

Zhang Yun replied calmly.

Zhong Zhicai looked at Zhang Yun and, upon hearing this, realized that Zhang Yun was indeed serious.

"Comrade, that's impossible. Policy doesn't allow selling trucks to individuals."

Zhong Zhicai responded seriously.