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

"What?!"

Even Jin Wanfu was stunned, his pen hovering in mid-air.

"Brother Zhao, you think it's too little? Then name your price! Thirty thousand?"

"Boss Jin, this leather is a gift from me."

Zhao Shanhe stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

He didn't put on any pretentious airs of a learned man; instead, he chuckled, rubbed his hands together somewhat sheepishly, like a genuine relative who had just arrived in the city.

"Give it to me?"

For a seasoned veteran like Jin Wanfu, the word "gift" actually makes him more wary than the word "price increase."

Free things are often the most expensive.

He put down his pen, leaned back on the sofa, and stared at the young man in front of him:

"Brother Zhao, let's speak frankly."

"This leather pelt could be traded for a courtyard house in the provincial capital. You're giving it to me for free? Tell me, what do you want?"

Zhao Shanhe's smile faded, he leaned forward slightly, and his tone became exceptionally sincere:

"Boss Jin, since you asked, I'll be bold and tell you the truth."

"My brother and I want to start a trucking fleet and do some legitimate business selling mountain products. I have the goods and the skills, but I'm missing one thing—the legs for transportation, I can't get them moving."

Jin Wanfu was taken aback: "Isn't that a bit odd? I heard that County Chief Chen values ​​you highly; didn't he specially approve two large Liberation trucks for you to use?"

"Yes, County Chief Chen is a righteous man."

Zhao Shanhe sighed and spoke a heartfelt truth:

"But that's a government vehicle."

"Boss Jin, you're a smart man. Public vehicles are like thorns."

"It's fine for me to borrow the official vehicle occasionally to help the commune haul goods. But if I were to drive the official vehicle every day to make money for myself, wouldn't that be handing them leverage against me?"

"Besides, those two vehicles were only temporarily borrowed. If the county needs them urgently, they can be taken back at any time."

"By then, I'll have just finished harvesting all the goods from the mountain, and my truck will be gone. Who will I complain to then?"

Zhao Shanhe held up two fingers, his eyes clear and bright:

"Therefore, I would like to ask you for two things."

"First, I don't want the money for the leather; I'll keep it as a deposit. I'd like to ask you to give me a written approval so I can buy three of our provincial materials bureau's most prized 'inventory vehicles'."

"Secondly, I want a long-term deal. I don't want empty promises; I want something that gives my brothers something to look forward to, something they can risk their lives for."

The atmosphere in the room immediately eased considerably.

The wariness in Jin Wanfu's eyes dissipated, replaced by a smile as if he were looking at "one of his own".

If Zhao Shanhe wants power, or spouts some grand principles, he will be disgusted.

But Zhao Shanhe's words were too honest—borrowed cars are not reliable, I want to buy my own car!

What does this show? It shows that this kid genuinely wants to do something meaningful and wants to build a family business!

"Hahaha! So clear!"

Jin Wanfu laughed loudly and pointed at Zhao Shanhe:

"I love your straightforwardness! Unlike those people in government offices who spout grand theories but are actually full of scheming!"

"It's just a car, isn't it?"

Jin Wanfu picked up the check for 20,000 yuan and slapped it back into Zhao Shanhe's hand:

"This 20,000 yuan is what you deserve. Take it as capital."

After saying that, he opened the drawer, took out a delivery order with the heading "Provincial Materials Bureau" printed on it, quickly wrote a line of text, and stamped it with his personal seal.

"Take this note and go to the Provincial Materials Bureau to find Director Li."

"Just say I approved it. Tell him to give you three of those 'Dongfeng' trucks in the warehouse that were reserved for the Forestry Bureau."

"Buy a car at the factory price, no waiting list, no quota required!"

This is a truly great gift!

In this era where you need a ticket to buy a bicycle, you can buy three trucks at the original price and resell them for tens of thousands of yuan!

Zhao Shanhe took the note with both hands, and the huge weight in his heart finally lifted.

With these three vehicles, his "Mountain and River Transport Team" finally had a real framework!

"Thank you, Boss Xie! I will remember this kindness!" Zhao Shanhe clasped his hands in a gesture of gratitude, his sincerity evident.

"Don't thank me yet."

Jin Wanfu waved his hand, his expression suddenly turning serious.

He stood up, walked to the window, and pointed to the gray, hazy northern horizon:

"Brother Zhao, I've given you the car and the money. But I, Jin Wanfu, never do business at a loss."

I'm leaving for Moscow next week.

"The market there is enormous. The Soviets lack light industrial goods, canned food, furs, and everything else that can be eaten or worn."

Jin Wanfu turned around, his eyes fixed intently on Zhao Shanhe, and threw out the enormous bait:

"I can get a 'border trade license' over there."

"Three months."

Jin Wanfu held up three fingers:

"I'll give you three months."

"I will return in three months with a Soviet purchasing delegation."

"If you can assemble a decent team and fill five whole train cars with those top-quality mountain goods you promised—sable, ginseng, and deer antlers!"

"I'll grant you the exclusive supply rights for this 'license'!"

"At that time, you, Zhao Shanhe, will be the first self-employed individual in the entire province to be able to do business directly with the Soviets!"

"Do you dare take this job?!"

boom!

This pancake is huge!

The sound was so loud that even Section Chief Sun, who was standing next to him, was breathing heavily.

Doing business directly with the Soviets? That's a huge opportunity to earn dollars and rubles! It's like jumping straight to the top!

Erga Zi, listening nearby, was trembling with a mixture of fear and excitement.

Zhao Shanhe took a deep drag on his cigarette.

He knew that this was a test given to him by Jin Wanfu, and also the greatest opportunity for him to be reborn.

Three months, five train cars of top-quality mountain goods.

This is a task that is almost impossible to complete.

But Zhao Shanhe was the master of dealing with all kinds of dissent.

"catch!"

Zhao Shanhe stubbed out his cigarette, his eyes flashing with astonishing fighting spirit:

"Mr. Kim, you can rest assured and go to Moscow."

"You will have the train cars ready in three months."

"If even a single pound of goods is missing, I'll smash these three vehicles and sell the metal to compensate you!"

……

Half an hour later.

Zhao Shanhe led Ergazi out of the International Hotel.

The wind and snow outside were still heavy, but the two of them were sweating profusely.

Ergazi clutched the bag tightly to his chest, which contained a huge sum of 20,000 yuan and a priceless "car delivery slip".

"Brother...we...we really want to do business with the Soviets?"

Ergazi started stuttering:

"Those are Russians! Five railcars... Where are we going to get that much cargo? We couldn't possibly plunder the entire Greater Khingan Mountains!"

Zhao Shanhe stopped and looked back at the magnificent building behind him.

He knew the pressure was coming.

But he also knew that motivation had arrived.

"What are you afraid of?"

Zhao Shanhe patted Ergazi on the shoulder, a confident smile playing on his lips:

"The Greater Khingan Mountains are full of treasures. In the past, they couldn't be transported out, and no one dared to buy them."

"Now, we have money, a car, and the 'road permit' given to us by Boss Jin."

He waved his hand and pointed towards the provincial materials bureau in the distance:

"Let's go! Let's pick up the car first!"

"With wheels, let alone five wagons, I can fill fifty wagons!"

"From today onwards, we're racing against time!"

"Three months from now, I'm going to show the whole province how our 'Shanhe Racing Team' has managed to create such a huge mess!"