Reborn in 1977, I will no longer be my brother's blood bag.

Two people came from Nanhua Hardware Factory.

One was a man in his forties, wearing a gray Zhongshan suit, carrying a briefcase. The other was younger, pushing a bicycle with two wooden boxes strapped to the back rack.

As soon as the two entered the courtyard, Qian Caigou came out of the office building.

"Old Zhou?"

The man in gray laughed.

"I'll assume you're gone."

"Almost."

Qian Caigou looked at the wooden crate behind him.

"Here he comes again to promote products?"

"The first batch."

Deputy Factory Director Zhou from Nanhua patted the lid of the box.

"Isn't Anxian pressing for this? Ten units can be taken away today."

Factory Director Wang stood on the steps, looking rather unwell.

"Deputy Factory Director Zhou."

"Director Wang."

The two shook hands.

They released their grip and stepped back.

Qian Caigou looked at both sides.

"Since everyone's here, let's talk things out so I don't have to run around to both places."

Deputy Factory Director Zhou instructed the young man to open the wooden crate.

Inside, ten light green pasta machines were neatly stacked.

It's the same as the one on my office desk.

Qian Caigou picked up a machine.

"When is the deadline for submission?"

"Fifty units in three days."

Deputy Factory Director Zhou said, "We'll make up another hundred in seven days."

Factory Director Wang asked, "What about the remaining fifty?"

"All will be completed within fifteen days."

Deputy Factory Director Zhou looked at him.

"Anxian County needs the goods. Whoever can deliver them has the final say."

Section Chief Chen's face darkened.

"What do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything."

"If you have goods, you can bring them out to discuss."

This statement hits the nail on the head for daily necessities manufacturers.

What they lack most right now is goods.

Qian Caigou put the dough press back into the box.

"Is the price the same as yesterday?"

"right."

"Three dollars and sixty cents cheaper than them?"

"right."

Deputy Factory Director Zhou answered readily.

"Fifteen days, two hundred units."

Qian, the purchasing agent, nodded and then looked at Director Wang.

"And you?"

Factory Director Wang did not speak.

Section Chief Chen got anxious first.

"Our stuff is sturdier."

Qian Caigou sighed.

"Old Chen, I know that."

"But what my next few shops are currently missing from the counter is a pasta machine."

"No matter how sturdy the product is, you still need to have the goods first."

Factory Director Wang was somewhat embarrassed.

Deputy Factory Director Zhou closed the briefcase.

"Fifteen days, we dare to write."

Qian Caigou took the order out of her bag.

"Then write it."

Deputy Factory Director Zhou took the pen.

fifteen days.

Two hundred units.

Late payments will be deducted according to the contract.

He writes very quickly.

Factory Director Wang stared at the paper, sweat beading on his forehead.

Qian Caigou pushed the order in front of him.

"How long will it take you?"

Section Chief Chen moved forward.

"Factory manager, how about writing it for fifteen days as well?"

Factory Director Wang turned his head.

"You dare?"

Section Chief Chen swallowed back what he was about to say.

Fifteen days isn't something you can just grit your teeth and shout out to get a few hundred more units.

Lin Xiuhe stood to the side the whole time.

She first looked at the delivery date, then glanced at the open wooden crate.

Ten units available.

Three days and fifty.

Seven days, 150.

It took fifteen days to make up the two hundred.

She asked about purchasing:

"These two hundred units must all be sent to An County?"

Qian Caigou looked at her.

"What do you mean?"

"Are the supply and marketing cooperatives under An County waiting to receive goods all at once, or are goods delivered to whichever cooperative is in short supply first?"

"Six points."

Qian Caigou thought about it.

"Of course, whoever is in need first will be replaced first."

"Then why do we have to wait until all two hundred units are completed?"

Deputy Factory Director Zhou frowned.

Qian, however, understood first.

"You want to submit it in installments?"

"It could have been done in batches anyway."

Lin Xiuhe pointed to the two wooden boxes in Nanhua.

"They can deliver ten units today, and fifty more in three days."

"What Anxian is really anxious about is that there's no stock on the counter."

Qian Caigou nodded.

Factory Director Wang also took two steps closer.

Lin Xiuhe asked:

"Of the six supply and marketing cooperatives, which ones are currently in the most urgent need?"

"Two county towns."

How much of each?

Qian Caigou opened his little notebook.

"One is thirty, the other is twenty-five."

"Then the first batch of fifty-five units can take over."

Qian Caigou nodded again.

"almost."

Deputy Factory Director Zhou immediately said:

"We can produce fifty units in three days, plus these ten today, that's enough."

"The first batch is enough."

Lin Xiuhe looked at him.

"What about the second batch?"

"Seven days, one hundred and fifty."

"Which points in between should be filled?"

"As arranged by An County."

"Can we continue to supply at this rate?"

Deputy Factory Director Zhou twirled the pen in his hand halfway around.

"As long as the raw materials can keep up."

Qian Caigou immediately smiled.

"Old Zhou, you said the same thing about that batch of metal cabinets last year."

Deputy Factory Director Zhou's face stiffened.

"There was a problem with the raw materials that time."

"I don't care what the problem is."

Qian, the purchasing agent, said, "I only remember that thirty-seven were missing in the end."

Factory Director Wang's expression softened somewhat.

Section Chief Chen straightened up as well.

Deputy Factory Director Zhou fastened the pen.

That was last year.

"That's why I'm asking to clarify things today."

Qian Caigou pointed to the box.

"What I'm afraid of is not that the first batch will be out of stock."

"If the first batch sells out, and then they keep chasing after me, where am I supposed to find you?"

This time, Factory Director Wang understood.

Nanhua Express.

Ke'an County doesn't want a one-off deal.

After the first batch is put on the shelves, the second and third batches will follow.

Lin Xiuhe asked for money for procurement:

Are you coming again tomorrow at 2 PM?

"Come."

"Then don't just ask who can deliver two hundred units in fifteen days."

Money is being used for procurement.

"Then why ask?"

When will the first three batches be submitted?

How many per batch?

"Which points should be laid first?"

"Will the next batch be able to keep up?"

Qian Caigou pulled back the 15-day note and looked at it again.

"OK."

Deputy Factory Director Zhou immediately said:

"Old Qian, you're the one who made me write the fifteen-day report."

"I didn't say it didn't count."

Qian Caigou folded the paper.

"But that's not all I want."

"Tomorrow at 2 PM, both of your factories should bring the quantities for the phased deliveries."

"Don't just give me a total number."

He turned to look at Director Wang.

"You too."

"Fill in only what you can afford to submit; don't fill in random information just to grab orders."

Factory Director Wang nodded.

"OK."

Qian, the purchasing agent, picked up his briefcase and prepared to leave.

Deputy Factory Director Zhou stood still.

He glanced at Lin Xiuhe again.

"Did Mr. Lin work in purchasing before?"

"no."

Qian, the purchasing agent, took over the conversation from the side.

"She's right."

"If you can deliver ten units today, why should I wait for all two hundred to arrive at once?"

The smile on Deputy Factory Director Zhou's lips faded slightly.

Qian Caigou patted his briefcase.

"If the counter is empty for a day, I'll sell one less day."

"I'm waiting for the goods, not for whoever can say the number two hundred nicely first."

He finished speaking and left.

Deputy Factory Director Zhou stood for a while and then had the young man re-tie the wooden crate onto the bicycle.

Before leaving, he said to Factory Director Wang:

See you tomorrow afternoon.

Factory Director Wang ignored him.

As soon as the people from Nanhua left the courtyard, Section Chief Chen immediately turned around.

"Mr. Lin, does this mean there's still a chance for this deal in An County?"

"have."

Factory Director Wang also perked up.

"Then we just need to gather the first batch first—"

"Don't rush."

Lin Xiuhe opened the record in her hand.

"If the first batch is handed over, the second batch won't be able to keep up, and it's still the same."

The joy on Director Wang's face faded somewhat.

"So what do we do tonight?"

"Make sure you understand the numbers."

"How much can we produce today, how much tomorrow, and how much in seven days?"

"Report to wherever you can."

Section Chief Chen frowned.

"But Nanhua definitely overstated the figure."

"He'll report his."

"What if we have fewer than them?"

Less is less.

Lin Xiuhe said, "What Qian Caigou fears most now is that he makes good promises upfront but can't deliver the goods later."

Factory Director Wang thought about it.

"OK."

"I'll be guarding the workshop tonight."

The office phone rang at that moment.

Section Chief Chen turned and ran inside.

Not long after, he peeked out from the door again.

"Factory manager."

"Who else?"

"Donghe County Department Store"

Factory Director Wang walked over.

"What happened to them?"

Section Chief Chen was still holding the receiver.

"They heard that An County was preparing to take the goods in batches."

Ask us—

"Could we also deliver this batch from Donghe in separate batches?"

Factory Director Wang stopped in his tracks.

Just now, we were only trying to hold onto the deal in An County.

Now a second company has its eye on it.