I'm really just the village head

"Can such a small timber factory provide enough wood?"

In the garment factory, Zhang Changgui had not said anything.

Seeing the scale of the timber factory on the riverside, he was a little worried.

"I don't know the details, just ask. What can I do if I don't look for them now?" Liu Chunlai had no idea.

How can a timber factory in a county be able to supply wood for thirty to fifty sets of furniture. As for the follow-up, it can only be coordinated by people from the timber factory to mobilize timber from the upper reaches of the coast.

Had it not happened to meet Zhang Changgui, the entry barrier of the furniture factory was not high, Liu Chun had never thought about this problem before.

A circle of blue bricks surrounds a few buildings, and the road at the gate is bumpy.

No one.

For the three people who came by bicycles, the guard who closed the door didn't even look at them.

It's almost five o'clock now, and I'm about to get off work. At a lumber factory where there are not many people, I haven't even seen many people working in the factory.

Everyone is probably ready to leave work.

"Comrade, who should I look for to buy wood?" Liu Fuwang won the opportunity from Liu Chunlai to take money to kill people. Naturally, this kind of thing would not give up.

The guard was holding an old newspaper and was looking at it. He heard someone ask, but didn't lift his head: "I'm looking for the factory manager inside. I'm off work soon. Come back tomorrow."

"It's still early now!" Liu Fuwang angrily wanted to reason with him.

Liu Chunlai directly took his father in.

For them, the hot weather is too hot. They do other things at home at noon. They go out to work after four o'clock in the afternoon, and do not return home until dark after 8:30.

But that's not the case in the city.

Captain Liu probably never had any dealings with these units.

It looks quite small on the outside, but when I came in, I found that the inside was still big.

On the left side of the entrance, there is a row of houses with the same blue bricks and black tiles. Every door is hung with a white sign on a black background stating whose office each room is.

On the right is a row of straight wood pillars the size of a washbasin, and an open house with cow felt as the top.

There were a few rusty machines inside. The paint on the outside couldn't see the original color. The dirty sawing machine and planer and other equipment were relatively clean on the ground. Except for all kinds of rubbish blown by the wind, there was not much sawdust.

Farther away, piles of wood are neatly arranged.

The thick pine trees that can't be held by one person, and the cypress trees that are bigger than a human head, are just piled inside.

"That's enough."

Zhang Changgui nodded when he saw the wood under the shed.

Liu Fuwang walked into the room where the "director's office" was hung.

No one inside!

"Everyone is dead? Where is the factory director? I want to buy wood!" Liu Fuwang didn't bother to look for it, and stood outside the door, yelling.

Seeing the old man's posture, Liu Chunlai backed away.

"What are you talking about? After get off work, come tomorrow to buy wood." In an office, with a head outstretched, he said dissatisfiedly to Liu Fuwang.

This is a woman!

At least in his early forties, and short hair, which is more popular in this era, has become explosive.

Liu Fuwang said to her, "Comrade, I'm really here to buy wood."

"It's off work, come tomorrow." The woman dropped a word and drew back to the room.

Liu Chunlai can really see the attitude of state-owned units this year. Although the state-owned department store in Shancheng had a bad attitude, there was no such thing as not even doing door-to-door business.

This lumber factory should be off work at 6 o'clock, right?

"It's all urinary sex, they don't buy much, they have a salary if they sell it..." Zhang Changgui sighed.

Obviously, he has been dealing with these wood mills for a long time.

"If this is the case, it won't be easy to fix."

Liu Chunlai was also a little helpless.

The longer the time, the worse it is for him.

Several days have passed since the order was received.

"Wow~Wow~"

There was a sound in the room where a woman poked her head just now.

These dogs said!

Actually playing mahjong in the office.

Liu Fuwang was angry, carrying his bag, and walking directly to the room.

Liu Chunlai was afraid that something might happen, so he hurriedly followed.

Seeing that the crackdown is about to begin, if the old man's temper comes up, the consequences may be serious.

In the room, there was a wooden square table, four middle-aged men in shirts were sitting on one side each, the woman with her head out just sat on one side, knitting sweaters, and a few people standing onlookers.

A fairly spacious room, now smoky and overcrowded.

Liu Fuwang's entry did not affect the mahjong in the room. Several people at the table were building mahjong quickly.

No one paid attention to Liu Fuwang who came in.

Even the woman who just stretched out her head to let the woman come tomorrow just looked up and then ignored Liu Fuwang.

Liu Fuwang was not upset, and as he walked, he opened the zipper of his travel bag.

"Hurry up and throw the dice. I can't play a few. I'm leaving get off work..."

"That is, I have to go back to cook soon!"

A middle-aged spectacle facing the door looked at Liu Fuwang who came in. The dice in his hand was not thrown out. The others urged them and turned their heads to look at the door.

Liu Fuwang had already taken out a pile of black unity.

"Slap~"

When he walked to the mahjong table, Liu Fuwang directly threw the stack of Great Unity on the table.

"I want to buy wood."

While speaking, he continued to pay money out of the bag.

No one answered.

"Slap~"

Another pile of great unity was thrown on the table.

Everyone looked at Liu Fuwang, dumbfounded.

People who buy wood have always begged them. Have you ever seen such an arrogant customer?

Of course, if it's a leading cadre or something, someone will say hello before they come, and they won't do that, right?

"Slap~"

"Slap~slap~"

The unity smashed on the table one after another.

More than a dozen bundles of great unity are piled messily in the center of the mahjong table.

In the room, many people's breathing became rapid.

How many lumber factories have seen such arrogant customers?

Even at the door, Liu Chunlai and Zhang Changgui who saw this scene were stunned.

"The old man puts on a face like a capitalist attacking with sugar-coated shells!" Liu Chunlai did not expect that Liu Fuwang would do this.

This is called using money to hit people!

Zhang Changgui nodded in response.

He had never thought of this kind of thing, and Liu Chunlai seemed unable to do such a thing.

"I want to buy wood, isn't the factory director away? If not, I will go to the next county. The big deal is to spend more shipping." Liu Fuwang saw that no one spoke, and there was no money in the bag, so he reached out and took the money from the table. Pack one upon another in the bag.

Everyone's eyes almost followed Liu Fuwang's hand.

Every time they saw him put a stack of money back, everyone's eyelids in the room jumped.

Finally they cast their gazes on the glasses that were sitting facing Liu Fuwang.

"Comrade, you are buying wood, right?" The voice of the glasses was a bit dry.

"Will you come tomorrow? I won't come tomorrow." Liu Fuwang speeded up the collection of money.