The next day.
At around ten in the morning, Chu Junjie drove to the Beijing Light Industry Bureau.
He went to look for Tan Di and talked about the acquisition of light industrial products.
Yesterday, they only had a rough conversation on the phone and did not talk about any substantial issues.
He had to settle this matter today.
After all, it was too time-consuming and tiring to go to one factory after another. On the other hand, Tan Di could combine these resources with just a few phone calls, which was more efficient.
The difficulty of the problem was whether Tan Di was willing to help Chu Junjie do this.
Chu Junjie was actually very clear-headed.
Although Tan Di had a good relationship with his family, what really affected the success of this matter was whether Tan Di could satisfy his own needs in this matter.
Chu Junjie entered the Light Industry Bureau.
The Light Industry Bureau wasn't as grand as it had been in the past.
In the office building, even the director only had an office separated by glass doors and windows.
Chief Tan was a middle-aged man in his forties. He had a square face and was a little chubby. His hair was combed meticulously.
Chu Junjie arrived at the bureau chief's office. Before he entered, he saw a middle-aged man complaining to Bureau Chief Tan.
"Chief Tan, you have to help me!”
"We have 80,000 cans of canned food in our canning factory. We can't sell them now. Some of them are canned fruits. They will expire in two months!”
"Our factory's living money is all on this. The canned food can't be sold, and I can't pay my salary now!”
"There are hundreds of people in the entire factory pointing at my back and cursing.”
"I can't sleep at night now. My hair is falling out in clumps.”
"Chief Tan, you must show me the way!”
"Let our factory take a breather and survive. Otherwise, I won't be able to live in the factory.”
The middle-aged man said to Chief Tan with a bitter face.
Director Tan seemed to be infected by the bad mood. He frowned and endured his patience.
The middle-aged man continued to complain, making Chief Tan lose his patience.
"Zhu Hui, it's not like I haven't told you before," Chief Tan interrupted impatiently."You must have a plan when doing business."”
"You spent so much money to produce so many canned food. There's no sales for it in your hands, and now you're complaining to me. What were you thinking when you made canned food?？
"What can I do for you? This is the Light Industry Bureau, not the Commerce Bureau.”
"Also, there are so many factories in Beijing that I'm in charge of now. There are dozens or hundreds of factories. Almost half of them are in your situation. They are even more anxious."
"Just like Old Mao from the leather factory. There are still more than 6000 pieces of leather garments left in the factory from last winter.”"The windows in his house have been smashed by the factory staff three times in the middle of the night. It's all because he can't pay his salary. Are you worried or are they worried?”
" You can't say that. This... he's anxious, so am I..." Factory Manager Zhu's face was flushed red as he explained anxiously.
"Alright, alright, how about this? I'll remember this. You go back first. If there's really a market, I'll inform you. I can't just watch you suffer, right?”Director Tan said.
"Thank you, Chief Tan, thank you!" Factory Manager Zhu felt like he had been pardoned. Like a drowning man grasping at the last straw, he thanked him gratefully.
"As long as someone buys my canned food, I'll give them a 30% discount! As long as I can see some money.”Manager Zhu said.
"Alright, alright, I got it. You can go back.”Director Tan said impatiently.
"Alright, then I won't disturb you anymore.”Manager Zhu quickly responded, then bowed and left.
Chu Junjie saw that this scene was over. Factory Manager Zhu walked out of Chief Tan's office and walked in.
He greeted Chief Tan with a smile.
"Hello, Uncle Tan."
"Aiya, it's Junjie. Come, sit.”When Bureau Chief Tan saw Chu Junjie, he immediately put on a smile. His depression seemed to have been swept away.
"Junjie, why are you here? Aren't you taking the college entrance examination this year? Are you planning to join the army or go to university?”Director Tan said to Chu Junjie with a warm attitude.
Chief Tan was Chu Junjie's father's childhood friend, and they were both brought up by Chu Junjie's grandmother. Their relationship was not ordinary.
The two families often visited each other, and Chief Tan's son was also Chu Junjie's good friend.
"Uncle Tan, I have something to do with your Light Industry Bureau. I want to ask your opinion.”Chu Junjie said.
"What is it? Why is it related to the Light Industry Bureau?”Bureau Chief Tan was a little surprised when he heard this.
" Uncle Tan," Chu Junjie smiled." I saw the director of the canned food factory in the capital come over to complain. What I want to do is related to him."”
"The factories in the capital are not doing well now, right?”
"Exactly!" Bureau Chief Tan sighed.
"There are so many factories in the capital that are greedy and rash. Regardless of whether there is a market or not, they are all produced first.”
"There are so many things in total. Who's going to buy them?”
"Are you really going to leap forward?"
"If it really breaks down, it's a waste…The main thing is that these factories are almost unable to pay wages.”Director Tan sighed.
Chu Junjie laughed,""What a coincidence, Uncle Tan. I happen to want a batch of goods. The factories you manage still want to sell goods.”
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