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Chapter 566 Now is not the time to be complacent!
When hand-held tractors appeared on the streets of Beijing, they attracted quite a bit of attention.

It's not that I'm drawn to anything new, it's just that the noise is incredibly loud.

In fact, in the eyes of many people, this thing is just a diesel-powered version of a three-wheeled vehicle, and there is no need to be too surprised.

Wu Aiguo didn't care about any of that. He drove the hand tractor, which was still in the testing phase, for dozens of kilometers in one go, and arrived at the mountainous area where his hometown was located.

"Patriotism is here, what is this?"

"A tractor? You've never seen one before?"

"I've certainly seen tractors before, but I've never seen one this small!"

"It doesn't matter how small it is, as long as it can carry cargo!"

"That's true, let's hurry up and bring out the mountain produce!"

"..."

Although the living conditions in the suburbs of Beijing are not great, in some aspects they are still incomparable to those in other suburbs.

For example, there's a telephone at the village committee office in my hometown.

Yesterday, I notified my uncle Wu Qiang, who is the village party secretary, in advance.

Therefore, this time there was a large group of familiar villagers waiting at the entrance to the mountain with a lot of mountain products.

Wu Aiguo had excellent eyesight and had already seen their anxious faces.

They probably feared that Wu Aiguo had deceived them.

Regardless of the magnitude of the losses, simply bringing back the mountain goods they brought out is no easy task.

When they saw Wu Aiguo and his hand-operated tractor, they immediately changed their tune.

"Uncle, I'll have the purchasing department at the factory handle the inspection and handover directly with you. I won't get involved!"

Wu Aiguo whispered something to his uncle Wu Qiang, then walked to the front of the tractor to check the engine and other parts for wear and tear.

Wu Qiang didn't stand on ceremony. He had watched Wu Aiguo grow up since he was a child, so they were quite close relatives. There was no need to rush to say anything.

On the contrary, the cooperation with the Gulou Repair Shop on the procurement of materials must not have any mistakes.

Despite the relationship between Wu Zhi and Wu Aiguo, it was not a reason for the villagers to disregard the purchasing personnel.

He knew all too well what it meant to be "easier to see the King of Hell than to deal with his underlings."

At the very least, we can't let the factory's purchasing agent feel that the villagers are deliberately neglecting us.

On the other side, Wu Aiguo and several other workers were inspecting a hand tractor.

To be honest, traveling dozens of miles on a bad road will cause considerable wear and tear on the machine and its various parts.

"Young comrade!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed in typical farmer's attire appeared beside him, smiling broadly as he looked at Wu Aiguo and offered him a cigarette.

"No, no, I don't smoke!"

Wu Aiguo waved his hand, signaling the worker next to him to take it.

He knew all too well what these villagers were thinking; if he didn't accept their 'kindness,' they would probably feel uneasy.

"Young comrade, are you cooperating with Wujia Village?"

Seeing that the smoke had dissipated smoothly, the middle-aged man dressed as a farmer looked much more relaxed and asked with a light laugh.

"Yes, the factory is short of a lot of daily necessities, so we contacted Wujia Village and asked them to prepare and transport them back later!"

Wu Aiguo didn't hide anything; it wasn't anything shameful.

"Young comrades, which factory are you from?"

The middle-aged farmer became even more enthusiastic and cautiously asked, "Don't misunderstand, I'm just a little curious!" "The Drum Tower Repair Shop in Beijing—they're the ones that recently became famous in the city for their honeycomb briquette stoves and three-wheeled motorcycles!"

As he spoke, he took out a letter of introduction stamped with a large red seal from his briefcase.

"It seems your factory is quite strong!"

The middle-aged farmer sighed, then cautiously inquired, "I wonder if your factory still buys mountain produce?"

"Oh, how much can you provide?"

Wu Aiguo gave the man a careful look and chuckled, "I'm from Wu Family Village. How come I've never seen you before?"

"Ah, so young comrade is also from Wujia Village!"

The middle-aged farmer then realized what was happening and hurriedly explained, "I am Wang Youcai, the village secretary of Wangjiazhuang, which is twenty miles away. It's normal that you haven't seen me before, young comrade!"

"What's going on with Secretary Wang...?"

Wu Aiguo looked puzzled, wondering why this person had suddenly appeared.

"Look, I saw Wu Qiang, the Party Secretary of Wujia Village, here, so I came over to say hello!"

Wang Youcai then cautiously asked, "Wangjiazhuang is also a village in the mountains, and the villagers all have some mountain products left over!"

"This matter, Secretary Wang can discuss it with my uncle, Wu Qiang, the secretary of Wujia Village!"

Wu Aiguo waved his hand and chuckled, "It's probably hard to explain in a short time. We'll return after we've inspected the goods!"

"I'll come over after you've explained the situation to my uncle, or I can have someone from the factory's purchasing department come over!"

Wang Youcai was a little disappointed, but after responding, he didn't bother Wu Aiguo anymore.

Wu Aiguo smiled slightly, thinking that this guy did have some insight.

Some bargains aren't so easy to come by.

The factory offered a purchase price for the mountain produce that was only slightly lower than the price at the city's vegetable market.

Clearly, Wang Youcai wanted to take advantage of the situation.

If purchased at the normal price, a pound of mountain produce would be worth at least one or two cents less, and with a large quantity, it would amount to a significant sum.

But, why?
Wu Aiguo and Wang Youcai were not familiar with each other; they had just met for the first time. How could he possibly give him such a big advantage?
This matter should be left to my uncle, Wu Qiang; he will naturally know what to do.

Even Wujia Village could act as a middleman and earn a little money from their hard work.

After the settlement with the mountain produce supplier was completed, Wu Aiguo called his uncle aside and briefly explained the situation to him.

He then added that if other villages in the area also had similar ideas, he would ask his uncle to help resolve them as well.

As for how much benefit his uncle could gain from it, that was not something Wu Aiguo should care about.

After politely declining his uncle's offer to stay for dinner, Wu Aiguo continued driving his hand tractor, sputtering and racing towards the capital.

It has to be said that hand tractors are much tougher and more durable than three-wheeled motorcycles.

My first time going on a long trip, and surprisingly, there wasn't a single accident along the way.

With such test results, the next step was to apply to the local government to open a hand tractor assembly line in the factory.

Originally, according to the current practice of state-owned enterprises, they would definitely have set up a large and comprehensive hand tractor factory, the kind that could produce all kinds of parts themselves.

Wu Aiguo, of course, didn't take this seriously.

When talking privately with his father, Wu Zhi, he made it quite clear: "If the factory really gets that big, it won't be something a deputy director level official can handle. I guess you'll have to give up your position as factory director, and at most you'll be able to become the director of a branch factory!"

How did this happen?
Upon hearing this, Wu Zhi immediately abandoned his idea of ​​building a large-scale factory and instead followed Wu Aiguo's suggestion to specialize in assembly production.

(End of this chapter)