Chapter 263 Lao Wang? Xiao Wang?

There are two main directions for southward expansion, one is the Jiangnan region centered on the Magic City, and the other is the Guangdong region centered on Yangcheng.

Qin Hao appointed Zheng Tong as the person in charge of the Jiangnan region, and he personally led the team to Yangcheng.

In 1977, Pengcheng was just a small fishing village. The center of Guangdong Province was Yangcheng. As a coastal city close to Xiangjiang River, although the policy still implemented a planned economy, the social atmosphere in Yangcheng showed signs of opening up.

Taking the most obvious point as an example, as long as you have money in Yangcheng, you don’t need food stamps to eat in restaurants, you can just pay directly.

Don't underestimate this. Many places did not gradually cancel food stamps until 1993. The difference was not just time.

Of course, what Qin Hao really sees is not just the business opportunities in Yangcheng. The big fish he is targeting is Pengcheng, which is still in the state of a small fishing village. This visit to Yangcheng can only be regarded as a front-line stand. Two years later, he will truly It’s time to show off your skills.

"Is this the Yangcheng Railway Station? Oh dear, there are too many people here, right?" Secretary Xiao Zou stood at the exit of the Yangcheng Railway Station, looking dumbfounded.

Everyone else's expressions were similar, even Qin Ling looked shocked.

In fact, it's no wonder they were surprised. Yangcheng Railway Station has the largest throughput in the country, and even the capital city can only lag behind.

Qin Hao laughed and scolded: "Look at how promising you are, wipe your saliva, this is our business opportunity!"

Yangcheng has gathered a large number of foreign people, which will inevitably cause a food shortage, but Beidahuang has plenty of food, and the price is very cheap.

Everyone's eyes began to glow with gold when they heard this. At this moment, in their eyes, these outsiders were just walking banknotes.

Then the group left the train station and found a guest house to settle down first.

After putting down his luggage, Qin Hao called people to his room and held a small meeting.

"In this way, in the afternoon, Xiao Zou and I will go to the office to go through the formalities. You can take a rest first, or go around the neighborhood and get to know the market environment here in Yangcheng."

Everyone could still sit still and immediately expressed their intention to go out for a walk.

The reason why we only set up an office instead of a branch is mainly because the procedures for an office are relatively simple. After all, these days, just a business registration can make people run into trouble.

Later, Jiang Kun specially compiled a cross talk "Elevator Adventure" to satirize the social atmosphere at that time. It was already 88 years ago, let alone now.

Fortunately, the attitude of the industrial and commercial department in Yangcheng was better than Qin Hao expected. Perhaps it had something to do with the relatively open market environment here. After showing various certificates, he finally gave secretary Xiao Zou a registration form. .

Of course, this is just the beginning. Just a business location requires various certificates from the street office to the police station. It is expected that this procedure will definitely not be completed within half a month.

This is what Qin Hao expected. He has become accustomed to such efficiency over the years. Generally speaking, Yangcheng is relatively good.

Back at the guest house, everyone who went out for "inspection" also came back and found a nearby restaurant. Qin Ling and the others chatted with interest about what they had seen today.

"Have you noticed that there are a lot of bicycles here in Yangcheng? Where do they get so many bicycle tickets?"

"Also, I see that many women's clothes are very bright. They are not the same as us, which are either blue or military green."

"I also saw several foreigners with blond hair and very white skin, as if they were sick."

Qin Hao did not laugh at them. In fact, from the perspective of this generation, who could believe that such earth-shaking changes would occur in the country in just thirty years.

In the evening, Qin Hao took Qin Ling to a nearby clothing market, picked out some clothes for her, and even took her to have her hair done. Although he always felt that long and straight hair was the most beautiful, Qin Ling had a soft spot for big waves. Duzhong, said she looks like a female star in a pictorial.

I had no choice but to let her be happy. It was already ten o'clock in the evening when I finished doing my hair.

When paying the bill, Qin Ling was a little dumbfounded. Just a haircut cost thirty yuan, which was equivalent to a month's salary of a regular worker.

Fortunately, Qin Hao still has some savings over the years, so this little money is nothing to him.

Just back at the guest house, when Qin Hao and Qin Ling were having in-depth exchanges, Qin Ling was always worried that being too intense would scatter the newly done hair, and he couldn't let it go, which made Qin Hao not very happy.

Afterwards, Xiao Zou was responsible for looking for a house, while Qin Hao took Qin Ling to the farmers' wholesale market in Yangcheng.

Qinling was also shocked by the prosperity of the farmers' market. It was densely packed with people, including hawkers carrying burdens, bosses who directly used trucks to transport goods, and many citizens who came to buy vegetables on bicycles in order to save money.

Beyond the area where vegetables are bought and sold in the front, there are relatively fewer people in the grain and oil market at the back, but it is still noisy.

Qin Hao came to a relatively large store and asked: "Boss, do you have any new food here?"

The boss will know as soon as he hears it that he is knowledgeable. In the era of planned economy, most of the grain will be purchased by the state. This system has advantages and disadvantages.

The good thing is that food prices are relatively stable.

The bad thing is that this requires a large amount of grain storage to stabilize prices. Old rice will not be put into the market until new rice enters the warehouse, so 80% of the grain circulating on the market is old grain from two years ago.

In addition, so much food cannot be digested in some places in one year. In many cases, food that seems to be good has actually been stored for several years.

"New grain is more expensive than old grain." The boss smiled and handed Qin Hao a cigarette.

Qin Hao took it but didn't twitch it, just put it on his ear: "How much does it cost?"

"It costs two cents per pound. If you want more, it can be cheaper, but here we all start at fifty pounds," the boss replied.

Qin Hao said calmly: "Can I see the quality?"

"no problem."

As he spoke, the boss asked the waiter to bring a fifty-pound bag of rice. Qin Hao opened the sutures, grabbed a handful, smelled it under his nose, and frowned.

"Boss, I'm afraid you've been in the warehouse for more than a year, right?"

The boss gave a thumbs up: "Expert."

"There's nothing we can do about it. This is our latest rice. As you know, this new rice has to go through the grain station first, and you don't know what year it is when it comes out. We got it through our connections."

Qin Hao put down the rice in his hand and said to the boss: "I have new rice here, boss, will you accept it?"

The boss chuckled and said, "Hey, if you had told me earlier, I would have said that you don't look like you are here to buy rice. What do you call me little brother?"

Qin Hao directly handed the boss a business card.

"General Manager of Qinglan Group? Is Qinglan brand soybean oil your product? Do you also sell grain?" The boss was stunned when he saw the business card.

Qinglan Group changed its name a few years ago, mainly to build a brand. After all, the name Educated Youth Factory is a bit too low, has no brand effect, and is not conducive to nationwide promotion.

Qin Hao smiled and nodded: "Of course, in addition to soybean oil and peanut oil, we also deal in agricultural products such as rice, wheat, and corn."

"What's the price of new rice?" The boss became interested.

"One cent and seventy one pound."

"Expensive."

The boss shook his head when he heard this: "The best quality rice here can only be sold for 17 cents at most."

Qin Hao said calmly: "That's the price of old rice. Two cents for new rice is more than enough."

"But customers don't agree. How do they know we are selling new rice?" The boss still shook his head.

Qin Hao said seriously: "Our Qinglan Group does not sell old rice."

"Want food stamps?"

"Of course, the price is not the same as the unplanned one."

The boss hesitated for a moment: "Five cents, that's the highest."

"One cent and six cents, not even a cent less, we don't have to worry about selling the new grain." Qin Hao said firmly.

"Okay, 16 cents is 16 cents, but don't fool me with old grain." The boss said.

"Don't worry, this is not a one-time deal. You can randomly check the goods when they arrive, and you will pay ten if they are fake!" Qin Hao assured with a pat on his chest.

"Okay, first bring me twenty tons of rice. What's the price of your soybean oil and peanut oil?"

After some haggling, the boss finally ordered 20 tons of rice, 10 tons of soybean oil, and 5 tons of peanut oil, which was a good start.

After that, Qin Hao and Qin Ling visited all the stalls in the grain and oil market and took orders for 500 tons of rice, 100 tons of soybean oil, 70 tons of soybean oil and 200 tons of flour.

Mainly because Qin Hao is a new face, these bosses don't trust him very much. Some even think that Qin Hao is a liar. If he hadn't collected the deposit in advance, one of the bosses might have sent him to the police station.

After running around for a day, when I returned to the guest house, Xiao Zou had already found several stores.

Everyone was a little excited after learning that Qin Hao had placed so many orders in one day.

"Sure enough, the cities in the south are still rich. If our rice can be sold for ten cents per catty, it's pretty good."

Qin Hao waved his hand: "This is different. After all, we are the place of origin. Yangcheng is more than two thousand kilometers away from us. It takes a lot of effort just to transport the food here."

Sure enough, Qin Hao called the factory, but the sales department was in trouble.

"Director Qin, everything is fine in other places, but it's a bit difficult here in Guangdong Province. There is only one railway from the northeast to Guangdong Province, so it doesn't matter where we are!"

Qin Hao frowned slightly when he heard this: "In this case, you type up the report first. If the other side calls back, we will find a solution."

The sales section chief could only do what Qin Hao said, and the result was no surprise. The report was sent back directly because of insufficient transportation capacity.

Insufficient transportation capacity is a fact. After all, railway construction was not perfect in the 1970s. However, these days, whose goods are transported and whose goods are not transported depends entirely on the relationship. If the relationship is in place, there will be no shortage of transportation capacity.

This is a troublesome thing. If the transportation problem is not solved, this business will not be possible in the future. If we rely on trucks to transport more than 2,000 kilometers, we will lose our lives.

Qin Hao thought for a moment and then asked: "Please ask, who can speak more effectively from the Liuzhou Railway Bureau?"

"I've already inquired. The top leader here is on a temporary basis, and the one who keeps his word is a deputy director named Wang." said the sales section chief.

"Okay, I understand. You ask the factory to prepare the goods, and I will take care of the rest." Qin Hao said and hung up the phone.

"Deputy Director Wang?" Qin Hao suddenly thought of a person, Liuzhou Railway Bureau, whose surname was Wang?

Qin Hao vaguely remembered that Xiao Wang, the son of Deputy Director Wang, seemed to be working at the Yangcheng Railway Bureau.

Thinking of this, Qin Hao called Qin Yiming. Cheap Daddy is a treasure trove. These days, many local officials have returned from the army.

"Yangcheng Railway Bureau? Let me ask you."

After saying that, he hung up the phone. It was indeed a military style. Almost a quarter of an hour later, Qin Yiming's call came to the guest house.

"You call this number to find Song Wenbin. He used to be a platoon leader under me and is now the director of the Yangcheng Railway Bureau. He should be able to speak."

Qin Hao called him, and when he heard that he was the son of the old chief, his tone was very polite.

"No problem, let's do this. Let's find a place to have a meal tomorrow and sit down and chat. If it doesn't work, I have a trust relationship. We are all brothers, so you can give me some face."

"Okay, thank you very much Uncle Song."

"Hey, what's the matter? Come to me anytime if you need anything in the future."

After hanging up the phone, Song Wenbin called his secretary: "Is there a young man named Wang Shi in our bureau? Call him to the office."

Not long after the secretary left, he brought Wang Shi.

Wang Shi was a little uneasy, thinking that someone had reported him for fishing recently.

When he heard that Director Song asked him to go to the banquet with him tomorrow, he was relieved. However, he also knew very well that Director Song had little social contact with him on weekdays, so he suddenly asked him to go to the banquet with him. It was obviously because of his father. relation.

Wang Shi did not refuse this. He had grown up in a cadre family, so he had long been accustomed to this kind of thing, and everyone understood it tacitly.

After a while, Wang Shi followed Director Song to Taotaoju. This restaurant was said to have been founded in the sixth year of Guangxu reign of the Qing Dynasty. Later, it was renamed "Dongfeng Tower" due to special circumstances. It was not until 1973 that it was renamed back to its original name. It is considered a relatively high-end hotel in Yangcheng.

"You must be Uncle Song. I'm Qin Hao. I always hear my dad ask you."

The box door was pushed open, and Qin Hao immediately greeted him.

Song Wenbin looked at Qin Hao and punched him on the chest enthusiastically: "Well, he is indeed the son of the old chief. He has a strong body."

"Come, let me introduce to you. This is Wang Shi, and this is."

Before Song Wenbin finished speaking, Wang Shi screamed: "Qin Hao, are you Qin Hao?"

Qin Hao was a little confused: "Do you know me?"

Wang Shi realized that he had lost his composure, but he still couldn't hide his excitement: "That's natural. I've seen your deeds in the newspaper more than once. You're awesome! You're awesome!"

As he spoke, he told about Qin Hao's two internal references, his many appearances in national newspapers, and his story of leading educated youths to start a self-sufficient factory, which made Song Wenbin confused.

"As expected, the tiger father has no dog son!"