Rebirth 78: After being jilted at the altar, I reached the pinnacle!

When Li Hanliang left the state-owned factory an hour later, Liu Quanyou was completely stunned.

"Boss, is it true that Director Pei would call our pig farm? He's not lying to us, is he?"

He still instinctively called him "leader".

Li Hanliang smiled and said, "Don't worry, he's more anxious than we are right now."

It was quite late when the two returned to the brigade. As soon as they entered the pig farm, they saw Han Jianguo running over with a big smile. His usually resolute face was now like exploding iron sparks, making him look incredibly festive.

"Hanliang, how did you do that?" He held onto Li Hanliang's hand tightly, his old eyes trembling with excitement. "Our village is saved now! This afternoon, a director surnamed Pei from the state-owned factory called and said he's your friend. He wants us to send pigs over; he wants all twenty of them!"

Factory manager Zhang Yongsheng also rushed over, his eyes full of gratitude as he looked at Li Hanliang, "You rascal, you actually got it done!"

He warmly punched Li Hanliang, clearly already considering Li Hanliang one of his own.

"Tell me, who is this friend of yours? When did you make friends with people from state-owned factories?"

Han Jianguo was also curious, and the two of them surrounded Li Hanliang, their eyes practically darting to devour him.

Now, in their eyes, Li Hanliang, this young upstart, is more valuable than pork.

“Hey, they’re not really friends, it’s all thanks to this,” Li Hanliang pointed to his brain. “Don’t forget, my intelligence is even better than that of a college student.”

The two looked at each other, both thinking that Li Hanliang was bragging.

But none of that matters. The most important thing is that Li Hanliang can actually sell the pigs in the village!

"Hanliang, let's not talk about anything else. Even if you only graduated from elementary school, as long as you can do practical things for our brigade, I'll acknowledge you as a capable person!"

Han Jianguo stared at Li Hanliang, scrutinizing him closely, his eyes filled with immense admiration. He hadn't expected that this lad, who usually kept a low profile and was even a bit shameless and annoying, would suddenly make such a significant contribution to the brigade.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely keep the hostage I promised you." Han Jianguo said, taking out his tattered little notebook and writing it down for Li Hanliang.

Li Hanliang wasn't concerned with this small amount of pork; he wanted long-term development. "Can I exchange my meat coupons for shares?"

"What shares?" Han Jianguo was a little confused.

Zhang Yongsheng was also confused.

Li Hanliang led the two to the small office at the pig farm and looked at them seriously, "Have you thought about what to do if the next batch of pigs still can't be sold?"

Zhang Yongsheng sighed; he was also troubled by this matter.

The pig farm held a very important position in the brigade. Many people relied on the pig farm's work points to make a living. Now that no one wants the pigs, are we supposed to let everyone starve?

"Brother, do you have an idea?" He took out his most treasured cigarette and handed it to Li Hanliang with great respect. "If you can find a long-term market for the pigs in our pig farm, you will be a great benefactor to our pig farm!"

“It’s not difficult,” Li Hanliang refused his cigarette. Having grown accustomed to cigars, he was really not used to trying such cheap cigarettes. “However, it would be too insincere of us to just call him a benefactor.”

"Uncle Han, Brother Zhang, you're kind enough to give me meat tickets, I'm very grateful, but as you can see, what I need right now is a proper job, not odd jobs."

He glanced at Liu Quanyou and said, "Dayou also knows that we encountered a lot of trouble this time when we went to find an acquisition."

As he spoke, Li Hanliang's mouth actually got a little dry, and he subconsciously glanced at Liu Quanyou.

Liu Quan had been completely fooled by Li Hanliang all the way here. Now that he saw Li Hanliang actually dare to negotiate with Captain Han and Factory Director Zhang, he admired Li Hanliang even more and immediately got up to pour him a cup of tea.

Li Hanliang glanced at the large enamel mug covered in tea stains, and thought, "Well, I shouldn't be so picky now." He picked it up and took a few sips.

Zhang Yongsheng and Han Jianguo were getting impatient seeing his leisurely manner.

"Hanliang, tell me quickly!" Han Jianguo urged impatiently.

Li Hanliang spat out a mouthful of tea leaves and shook his head. "You know, the sales department is half of the business, but I have neither a position nor a business card. When I go out, people don't believe that I am from the sales department of our brigade's pig farm."

Han Jianguo was confused by him. What sales? What department?

Zhang Yongsheng didn't quite understand either, but he had more contact with outsiders and knew that Li Hanliang's way of speaking was just like that of people in state-owned factories—they didn't say what they wanted directly, but had to get the other party to express it.

“Brother, I understand. You didn’t want the twenty jin of meat coupons, which is understandable.” He knew Li Hanliang’s importance in the entire pig farm. If Li Hanliang couldn’t sell the pigs, the pig farm would go bankrupt sooner or later.

I really don't want others to take away the pig farm, but if the pig farm is gone, what use is there for me as the factory manager?

"Brother Hanliang, I don't really understand what you mean by sales and other departments, but I do know one thing: as long as you can sell pigs, the pig farm should have half of the profits."

Zhang Yongsheng slammed his hand on the table and exclaimed, "It's decided! You'll be the deputy director of our pig farm!"

"Captain Han, what do you think of this matter?" he asked Han Jianguo.

Han Jianguo had always admired Li Hanliang, and he loved to promote young people. As long as the younger generation had drive, the production of the brigade would be promising.

Seeing Han Jianguo's tacit approval, Zhang Yongsheng then said, "But, brother, I have to remind you of this: if I promote you to deputy factory director, and you can't sell any pigs in the future, the villagers in our brigade will cause you trouble."

Li Hanliang understood what he meant; Zhang Yongsheng wanted him to produce some more results.

“In this way, I guarantee that before the next batch of pigs is ready for market, we will find long-term buyers for the pig farm. We will deliver them regularly and in fixed quantities to ensure that there will always be people who want our pigs.”

As he spoke, Li Hanliang asked Liu Quanyou to get paper and pen, and in this cramped office of less than ten square meters, he wrote a letter of intent for private ownership.

After completing the contract, he handed it to Han Jianguo and Zhang Yongsheng. "This contract is divided into two parts. The first part is about my agreement with Brother Zhang. If I find a new buyer within ten days, Brother Zhang will promote me to deputy factory director."

"The second part is about my profit sharing. I demand that, for my part as the sales manager of the pig farm, I implement a one-to-one private system. For every 10 pigs sold, the money from one pig should belong to me privately and not be shared with the brigade."

Fearing the two men might become suspicious, he gave a somewhat naive smile, "Hey, this is just to motivate me to work harder! To push myself to sell more pigs!"

Of course, the contract also specified the manpower he was entitled to at the brigade's pig farm.

Han Jianguo vaguely felt that something was wrong. Private ownership? Doesn't that contradict the direction of a red heart?

However, what Li Hanliang said did make sense. Young people don't have the same strong sense of awareness as veterans, so it's normal for them to have some selfishness.

If we can get Li Hanliang to work for the brigade first, and then gradually educate him ideologically, that would be a good thing.

"Okay, I agree to this!"

Han Jianguo immediately made the decision.

Zhang Yongsheng naturally couldn't say anything and nodded to sign the document.

Li Hanliang picked up his copy of the contract, feeling satisfied. At least he had taken the first step in accumulating initial capital, and he believed the rest wouldn't be too long.

Before going home, Zhang Yongsheng gave him and Liu Quan a piece of pork each.

This time, it was glistening, oily pork belly, making Liu Quanyou's mouth water. He grabbed Li Hanliang with a grateful expression.

If it weren't for Li Hanliang, when would he ever be able to afford pork?

"Don't thank me yet!" Li Hanliang put his arm around his neck, stopping him from speaking. "You'd better keep all this in mind. From now on, you'll be working for me and living the high life. You'll have your turn to thank me!"

"Yes, leader! Thank you, leader!" Liu Quanyou shouted sincerely and loudly.

The two said goodbye, and Li Hanliang took the pork home, thinking that he hadn't had a proper meat meal in a long time, so he would stew it for dinner and have a pork belly supper.

As he was walking home, he suddenly heard a wicked laugh coming from the haystack ahead, "If you want to marry me, you'll have to sleep with me first!"

"Do you think I'm some kind of spineless coward like Li Hanliang, so easily fooled?"

"You...let me go!"

Chu Yuxi's panicked voice came over.