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

When Qian Caigou handed the paper to Lin Xiuhe, she gave her a special instruction.

"The provincial capital is pressing hard this time. Take a look first, and if there's a suitable factory, I'll call back today."

Lin Xiuhe looked down and flipped through two pages.

Two different items.

Folding vegetable basket.

Simple quilt drying rack.

The quantities are all quite large, with the first batch taking ten days.

She put the paper into her bag.

"I'll go ask first."

Qian Caigou smiled.

"Now that I hear you say that, I feel more at ease."

Lin Xiuhe looked up.

"Don't relax yet, we haven't found a factory yet."

"That's still better than me trying to find my way around by myself."

Around 1 p.m., the folding vegetable basket was first found to be made at a factory.

Linzhou Plastic and Metal Products Factory.

Director Luo led her inside, looking somewhat excited.

"We've done something similar before. We have the manpower and the space. Look over there, the warehouse has been empty for almost half a year."

He then spread out the pattern.

"If it's really settled, I think we can get the first batch done in ten days."

Lin Xiuhe asked:

"Then why didn't anyone answer before?"

The smile on Director Luo's face faltered.

"Sigh...it's a bit embarrassing to talk about."

He put the design on the table.

"The factory doesn't have the money to advance the materials."

He said it very frankly, but his expression clearly showed some embarrassment.

Lin Xiuhe asked:

"How much difference?"

"A little over three thousand."

"What's in the account?"

Factory Director Luo waved his hand with a wry smile.

"I'm waiting to use that little bit of money in the account to give bonuses to my subordinates."

"If we invest everything and the goods sell smoothly, that would be great."

He paused for a moment.

"But what if things change at the last minute in the provincial capital?"

"When the materials are piled up in the warehouse, and dozens of people in the factory are watching me, what am I supposed to say to them?"

Lin Xiuhe looked down and glanced at the order again.

"Can't we pay a small amount at the department store first?"

"able."

Factory Director Luo nodded immediately.

"I've already asked about that."

"But Comrade Qian also said that someone has to sign the whole order first."

As he said this, his brows furrowed again.

"Think about it, I make the plastic parts, but I have to find another company to make the metal frame, and then another company to pack the boxes."

"If something goes wrong in any link of the chain, the department store can't possibly contact each link individually, can it?"

Lin Xiuhe understood.

"They need someone in overall charge."

"right."

Factory Director Luo shrugged.

"That's the problem."

"You're telling me I can only make plastic parts? I dare."

"Let me bring the whole bill back..."

His smile was tinged with helplessness.

"I really need to think about it."

Around 3 p.m., Lin Xiuhe went to a factory that could make iron frames.

The production manager was initially quite interested.

"This isn't difficult."

After hearing that the department store wanted a single entity to take charge, his interest immediately waned.

"etc."

He pushed the pattern forward a bit.

"What we mean is, we can do the metal frame work, right?"

"right."

"So, whether the final product sells or not is also our responsibility?"

"How to divide the responsibility still needs to be discussed by all the parties involved."

The production manager frowned and leaned back in his chair.

"This is troublesome."

He thought for a moment, then said:

"I'd sign a contract even if you asked me to supply two or three hundred sets."

"But the whole bill... I can't make that decision."

"Where is the factory manager?"

"I went to the city and will be back the day after tomorrow."

"the day after tomorrow?"

"Um."

The production manager himself felt that time was tight, so his tone softened a bit.

"How about... you see if there are any other options?"

Lin Xiuhe looked up.

"I think?"

The other person paused, then laughed somewhat awkwardly.

"Oh, I've heard from people these past few days that you've been helping to coordinate things, so I just mentioned it."

He shook his head as he spoke.

"I really shouldn't have asked you this."

"You're not our factory manager, nor are you from the department store."

Lin Xiuhe put the pattern back into her bag.

"It wasn't my responsibility to make that decision in the first place."

That's what they say.

As she left the factory, she glanced back at the building one last time.

It can be made.

There are people too.

But things just just won't get done.

In the evening, the families sat down together again.

This time, no one tried to steal it.

They were actually more cautious than during the day.

Factory Director Luo spoke first.

"Let me make this clear upfront: we'll only cover half the cost of the materials upfront."

The deputy factory manager from the iron frame factory immediately asked:

Who will pay for the rest?

Qian Caigou frowned.

"You can pay part of the amount at the department store first."

"How many?"

"This still has to be done according to the contract."

Factory Director Luo smiled.

"Look, it's back again."

The deputy director of the iron frame factory also sighed.

"Let's put the money aside for now."

"What if there's a problem with the goods?"

The packaging factory workers quickly waved their hands.

"Don't count me in. I was just packing the last stuff; I can't control how the stuff before that is done."

Money procurement is giving me a headache.

"Didn't you all say you could do it during the day?"

Factory Director Luo was also a bit angry.

"Is being able to do it the same as daring to sign the entire contract?"

"Comrade Qian, it's much easier to talk to you if you're on the side of the department store."

"We've invested several thousand yuan; if the goods are returned in ten days, who's going to take responsibility?"

"You can't expect the department store to carry everything, can you?"

"So now we're stuck here, aren't we?"

The more they talked, the more confused they became.

Lin Xiuhe flipped to the last page of the order list.

"Who among you dares to sign their name at the bottom now?"

Factory Director Luo twitched the corner of his mouth.

"That's a pretty direct question."

The deputy director of the iron frame factory leaned back in his chair.

"I definitely wouldn't dare."

The people at the packaging plant quickly shook their heads.

"I'm even less capable."

Qian, the purchasing agent, looked at this and then that, but in the end, he didn't urge them.

The orders on the table were spread out in the middle.

After a while, Director Luo suddenly said:

"Actually, if there is a unit that takes the lead in this, it will be the easiest for me to handle."

Qian Caigou nodded.

"right."

"I will only make an advance payment to one company."

"Find a company to inspect the goods as well."

The deputy director of the iron frame factory added:

"How the remaining companies divide the profits is up to the company that initiated the deal to coordinate."

Director Luo listened with a sense of helplessness.

"But this job is not easy."

"Hold the money in, and keep an eye on things. If any customer is even a day late, you'll have to follow up."

"When the goods were finally returned, they were the first people to contact, and that was you."

Qian Caigou raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

That's why I'm worried.

At this point, Director Luo suddenly turned his head.

"Forest worker."

"Um?"

"To be honest, don't think I'm egging you on."

"you say."

He pointed to the orders on the table.

"You know better than any of us what each family can do these days, and what each family is short of."

"The department store also recognizes you."

"Now all that's left is..."

He paused, as if searching for a suitable way to put it.

"We're missing someone who's truly willing to take on this mess."

The person next to me reminded me:

"Ke Lin works at the research institute."

"I know."

Factory Director Luo nodded.

That's why I said it's a pity.

He looked at Lin Xiuhe again, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"If you had your own stall, you could actually sign this order today."

Qian, the purchasing manager, quickly interjected:

"Hey, Lao Luo, don't give people random advice."

"I was just saying."

Factory Director Luo smiled and waved his hand.

"How can we just give up such a good company as Engineer Lin's?"

After he finished speaking, the people at the table all laughed.

Lin Xiuhe's gaze was still fixed on the delivery date at the top of the order.

Ten days.

Factory Director Luo waited a moment, then asked:

"Then let me rephrase my question."

"One day, when you can make your own decisions—"

He looked at her.

"Would you dare take this kind of order?"