Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

Outside the car window, Sun Jianguo was sweating profusely from running, but he did not lose his composure.

He stood by the car door, first taking out a handkerchief to carefully wipe the sweat from his forehead and temples, then straightening his slightly crooked collar before taking a deep breath.

In just a few seconds, the panic I felt earlier vanished.

Instead, they adopted a businesslike yet sincere demeanor.

That's the quality of those who work in old government offices. Even if they're burning with anger inside, they have to keep a straight face.

He looked at Zhao Shanhe, his tone no longer carrying the official air of before, but instead adopting a matter-of-fact attitude:

"Comrade Zhao, what you just said, though harsh, has served as a reminder to our bureau."

Sun Jianguo adjusted his glasses, finding himself an excellent way out:

"I got stuck on a nitpicking point and was only thinking about saving money for the treasury, almost forgetting the bigger picture of 'sustainable development.' If the supply of goods is cut off because of this, I, Sun Jianguo, will be a sinner on the foreign trade front."

He patted the car door, his tone solemn:

"Come down. Since this is for the long-term plan, I'll take responsibility. We'll handle this as a special case; all of it will be put into storage as top-grade goods!"

Zhao Shanhe looked at the section chief who had quickly regained his official authority and nodded to himself.

This is the kind of person who can rise to the provincial level. They can bend and stretch, and even when they admit defeat, they can make it sound respectable.

"Section Chief Sun, Gao Yi."

Instead of feigning innocence after gaining an advantage, Zhao Shanhe went along with it, giving the other party face: "Then we'll listen to the leader and unload the goods."

……

Foreign Trade Bureau, Finance Department.

The old accountant pushed up his glasses and spread his hands: "Section Chief Sun, there really is no money in the accounts. The accounts are closed at the end of the year, and you'll have to wait until March next year to get the money."

"Next March?"

Standing to the side, Erga Zi became anxious: "Then are we still going to have the New Year? The villagers are waiting for the money to buy rice to cook!"

Sun Jianguo also looked embarrassed.

He'd already made all those boastful claims, and now he couldn't produce the money. Where would he put his face? His eyes darted around, and he was about to resort to his bureaucratic rhetoric to intimidate them again:

"Xiao Zhao, you see, the country's difficulties are an objective reality. Here's what we'll do: I'll give you an IOU, stamped with the bureau's official seal. That's a guarantee of credibility! Once the funds arrive after the New Year, you'll be the first to receive your money, okay?"

Another empty promise. Another pie in the sky.

Zhao Shanhe looked at Sun Jianguo's "I've already taken good care of you" expression and sneered inwardly.

He'd seen this kind of trick countless times in his past life. Taking this IOU back would render it worthless. What about after the New Year? Prices might have gone up by then, or a new section chief might have taken over, and the money would become a dead debt.

Zhao Shanhe didn't respond. Instead, he slowly took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep drag, and exhaled a smoke ring.

Then, he did something that surprised everyone.

He turned around, snatched the unfinished inventory receipt from the old accountant's hand, and tore it to shreds in front of Sun Jianguo.

"Xiao Zhao! What are you doing?!" Sun Jianguo exclaimed in shock.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Shanhe tossed the scraps of paper into the trash can and clapped his hands.

"Section Chief Sun, I'm not selling it anymore."

"Since the bureau is out of money, then you won't need to bother with this shipment. Ergaizi, tell the brothers to load it!"

"Load it onto a truck?" Sun Jianguo was dumbfounded. "Where are you loading it onto a truck to? This is the provincial capital! Who, besides the Foreign Trade Bureau, would dare to accept this batch of goods?"

Zhao Shanhe straightened his collar, a playful smile curving his lips:

"Section Chief Sun, have you forgotten? Besides the Foreign Trade Bureau, there's another place in Harbin called the Railway Station."

"I've heard that Soviet traders and southern merchants are searching the world for this kind of top-grade leather. I just need to park my truck there, and in less than half an hour, the goods will be converted into cash. It might even be more than the price you offered."

"You dare!"

Sun Jianguo became enraged, slamming his fist on the table and shouting angrily, "Zhao Shanhe! You're engaging in speculation and profiteering! You're undermining socialism! Do you believe I'll have the security department arrest you all?!"

"The same trick again?" Zhao Shanhe didn't even lift his eyelids this time. He turned around and walked out, shouting loudly as he went:

"Ergaizi! Hurry up! Section Chief Sun is going to arrest someone! Let's go to the entrance of the Provincial Party Committee compound and protest our innocence!"

"They say the Foreign Trade Bureau is trying to evade its debts by arresting the 'heroes' who delivered goods to the country! I want to see if they'll arrest me, or you, the section chief who drove away the suppliers!"

After saying that, Zhao Shanhe strode away without turning his head.

"No...please stop!"

Sun Jianguo panicked completely.

Once this label is attached to him, he won't need to wear this suit anymore! And he knows all too well that if this batch of goods really ends up on the black market, and Boss Jin can't deliver the goods tomorrow, he'll be dead too!

"Brother Zhao! Wait! Wait a moment!"

Sun Jianguo, disregarding his appearance, rushed over and grabbed Zhao Shanhe's sleeve tightly, his forehead covered in sweat.

"Ancestor! You are my own ancestor! Don't be impulsive! Let's talk this out!"

Zhao Shanhe looked at him and asked indifferently, "Where's the money?"

"I'll think of something! I'll think of something right now!"

Sun Jianguo gritted his teeth, as if he were making a huge decision: "Let's go! Let's find Boss Jin!"

"Boss Jin has a special foreign exchange check this time! It's against the rules, but I'm going to take the plunge! I'll take you to beg him! As long as he agrees to a 'special advance,' the finance department can release the funds immediately!"

Zhao Shanhe raised an eyebrow. That's right. That's exactly what he was waiting for.

But he still feigned reluctance: "Go ask Boss Jin for help? Would the big boss even see us?"

"I'm here!"

Sun Jianguo thumped his chest loudly, "When you see him later, just show him the goods! I'll say the rest! I'll even bow to him if I can get the goods!"

Zhao Shanhe chuckled inwardly at Sun Jianguo's "I'll take care of it" attitude, and reluctantly nodded: "Alright, I'll trust Section Chief Sun this time."

……

Lobby of Harbin International Hotel.

The crystal chandelier emitted a soft light, but it couldn't illuminate the gloom on Jin Wanfu's face.

He was wearing a black woolen overcoat, and as he walked out, he looked at the samples in his hand, shaking his head repeatedly.

"Director Li, this won't do."

"The trade fair in Moscow in March was the first step for our country's fur industry to return to the international market. The buyers in the Soviet Union had a very keen eye."

Jin Wanfu handed the samples to his secretary and sighed, "These are passable for domestic sales. They'd be embarrassing to take to Moscow."

Director Li of the Provincial Foreign Trade Bureau, who was accompanying him, looked embarrassed and kept wiping his sweat: "Boss Jin, we're also trying to find a solution. The top-grade goods from all the major forest farms haven't been delivered yet, and time is indeed a bit tight..."

Time waits for no one.

Jin Wanfu sighed, "If we can't produce top-quality furs for our exhibits, we won't have pricing power. This mission... is going to be tough."

As he spoke, he seemed to suddenly remember something, abruptly stopped, and turned to look at Director Li:

"Hey? Director Li, I suddenly thought of someone who might be able to help us."

"Do you still remember my father's life-saving 'golden gallbladder'?"

A glint of shrewdness flashed in Jin Wanfu's eyes:

"That was pulled directly from the belly of a 400-pound 'Iron-backed Grey Bear.' Hunters who can take down such ferocious beasts might have real 'wild game' in their hands."

"Oh? There are such extraordinary people?"

Director Li's eyes lit up. "Where is he? What's his name? I'll send a car to fetch him right away!"

"Chief! Boss Jin!"

Sun Jianguo ran over, sweating profusely and panting, still carrying a corner of Zhao Shanhe's cloth bag in his hand.

Director Li was extremely anxious. Upon seeing Sun Jianguo's reckless manner, he frowned and asked in a deep voice:

"Old Sun? What's the rush?"

Sun Jianguo swallowed hard, quickly stepped aside to make way for Zhao Shanhe behind him, his tone revealing an eager excitement:

"Chief, Boss Jin! It's urgent!"

"This Comrade Zhao from Xiangyang Commune brought over a truckload of mountain goods! I just took a quick look, and there are quite a few good wild hides among them! The quality is quite excellent!"

Sun Jianguo emphasized:

"I'm here to ask if this batch of 'unlicensed goods' can fill the gap left by the Moscow trade fair?"

"What? Wild hides?"

Director Li's eyes narrowed, like a drowning person grasping at a straw:

"Old Sun, this is no laughing matter! Moscow needs some serious, high-quality stuff! Are you sure it's purely wild?!"

"I swear on my Party membership! These were absolutely collected from the villagers one by one!" Sun Jianguo thumped his chest loudly.

"Quick! Let me see it!"

Director Li was so excited that his hands were trembling, and he reached out to grab the cloth bag from Zhao Shanhe's hand:

"If it really contains good stuff, then you, Old Sun, have done a great service!"

Just as Director Li was in a hurry to inspect the goods.

Jin Wanfu was looking down at his watch when he heard the words "Xiangyang Commune" and subconsciously raised his eyelids.

His gaze swept across the room and landed on the young man who was wearing a sheepskin coat and standing quietly.

That instant.

Jin Wanfu's hand, which was adjusting the scarf, froze in mid-air.

He paused for a moment, then took off his glasses, squinted and looked at it carefully, a look of surprise on his face.

"...Little Zhao?"

Jin Wanfu called out, somewhat uncertainly.

Zhao Shanhe stood there, looking at the old man he had met in the snowstorm, bowed slightly, and gave a simple smile:

"It's me. Mr. Jin, how have you been?"

He patted the cloth bag beside him, his tone casual, as if he were visiting someone and giving a gift:

"I'm bringing you some local specialties from the mountains on my way to town. I thought you might find them useful."

Jin Wanfu was overjoyed!

One second I was talking to Director Li about the "bear-fighting hero," and the next second he was standing right in front of me. What a coincidence!

"Perfect timing! Absolutely perfect timing!"

Jin Wanfu pushed aside Director Li, who was about to inspect the goods, and strode forward.

He turned and pointed at Zhao Shanhe, then said to the bewildered Director Li:

"Director Li, this is the person I told you about who found the bear bile! He's also my benefactor!"

"No, no, that won't do!"

Zhao Shanhe quickly waved his hand, maintaining a sense of propriety, neither appearing too humble nor too arrogant:

"Boss Jin, you flatter me. It's just some local produce. I'm glad you don't mind."

Director Li was completely dumbfounded.

He glanced at the excited Boss Jin, then at the calm Zhao Shanhe, and finally at Sun Jianguo, who was sweating profusely beside him.

A few seconds later, Director Li suddenly realized what was happening, slapped his thigh, and the gloom on his face instantly vanished. He burst into laughter:

"Wow! This isn't just a delivery of mountain produce; it's like God has sent us a timely rain!"

"Old Sun! Quick! Invite Comrade Zhao to the VIP room! Let's take a good look at these treasures!"