Chapter 321 Just Tell Me What You Want

"you are?"

Wang Deming didn't know the person who came, but judging from the other person's dress and temperament, he should be an official.

The visitor quickly introduced himself: "Comrade Deming, I am the new secretary of our Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government Comrade Zhen Da Lao. My last name is Tian, ​​you can just call me Xiao Tian."

"Oh, hello, Comrade Tian, ​​hello, what can I do for you?"

Comrade Tian was waiting in a living room at the back of the house as soon as they entered the courtyard. Wang Deming was not in a hurry to follow him out, but asked him the purpose of his visit first.

"It's like this. Comrade Zhen Da Lao just saw the application submitted by Comrade De Ming some time ago, so he wanted to find you to understand the details before taking action. However, you have been away from the capital. So, I have been waiting for you to come back recently."

"?" Wang Deming looked at the other party in surprise, keenly aware of the hidden meaning in his words, "Comrade Tian, ​​are you talking about the grain import report I applied for?"

"That's right!" Comrade Tian looked very embarrassed. After thinking for a while, he said, "I guess Comrade Zhen Da Lao will explain to you later that your application report was suppressed by the original secretary comrade because he thought it did not conform to the domestic situation and environment."

"Oh, fine, let's go now."

It turns out that the responsibility lies with the lower levels. No wonder I don’t know this new secretary.

After leaving the hospital, everyone rode a bicycle and rode against the wind towards the real boss's current office.

On the way, Wang Deming felt that he had taken a shower in vain. The strong wind blew dust and gravel into his clothes. Fortunately, he wrapped a scarf around his mouth and nose before going out, otherwise his mouth and nose would have been black.

However, after arriving at the place and untying the scarf, I found that the wet steam around my mouth and nose was gray-black, with a circle of ice around it.

The office of the real boss is now Yuhe Bridge, which was an embassy of Japanese imperialism before liberation. After being expropriated, it is now used as a new government office space.

The courtyard and the house still retain some traces of Japanese decoration style, such as sliding doors and wooden floors.

The boss's office is very big now, estimated to be at least 100 square meters, but the room is as warm as spring, and the radiators around the walls are constantly emitting heat.

Secretary Tian knocked on the door and after getting permission, he motioned for Wang Deming to go in by himself and closed the door behind him.

The real boss was wearing glasses, his hair was even more gray and sparse, and he was concentrating on writing materials.

Hearing Wang Deming's footsteps, he raised his head slightly and pointed at the opposite side with his pen. "Sit down for a while and pour yourself some water. I'll finish reading these documents on hand."

"You are busy first."

Wang Deming didn't even pour the water. He walked over and sat down opposite the real boss, slowly observing the new office.

A large "Detailed Map of Beijing Streets" newly published in 58, portraits of great men, a glass bookshelf made of mahogany, a rosewood desk, and an armchair; in the middle is a beige leather sofa, surrounded by a mahogany coffee table.

In the other corner of the room is a camp bed and an iron wardrobe, which do not match the other furnishings in the room and must have been added later.

"I have read your grain import report and discussed it with other comrades. It is very good and forward-looking," the real boss said, but when he mentioned the word "forward-looking", he paused and did not continue, instead asking about the progress of grain imports.

"Your report said that some Soviet comrades wanted to purchase grain and wheat from abroad and import them into my country. Do the Soviet comrades still have this intention? Will there be any changes?"

The real boss looked at Wang Deming with a gleam of lightning and said frankly, "I guess he must have known it a long time ago. The Soviet Union has had a big disagreement with us recently. Their engineers have been withdrawn to China one after another. They also asked us to repay the loan in advance."

"So, is this plan still feasible now?" Finally, there was a hint of anxiety in the real boss' words.

"No problem at all!" Wang Deming immediately gave the real boss a reassurance and replied in a sonorous voice: "The Soviet Union's Davarich purchased wheat from India, a full tens of thousands of tons, and there will be more to come, a total of 150,000 tons."

The real boss's originally stiff posture instantly relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face. He relaxed his body and leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers on the table, and praised: "Good, very good, Comrade Deming, you have made a great contribution."

"When can the grain be shipped to Tianjin Port at the earliest?"

"It will be in a month!"

"Oh, so fast?" The real boss sat up straight in surprise.

"Well, I won't hide it from you. I asked for leave to go to the south this time not to inspect the raw silk supply, but to meet with Daverish from the Soviet Union and finalize the shipment of grain with India. India has already loaded the ship half a month ago and shipped it from Mumbai. According to the normal voyage, it should have passed Malacca and is heading to Hong Kong."

"Good! Good!"

The real boss even said a few good words! I was so excited!
"Wait a moment!"

The real boss immediately picked up the phone in his hand and said, "Transfer me to the government affairs."

Zhen Da Lao immediately passed the good news to many departments. After making the last call, Zhen Da Lao let out a long sigh of relief and stood up with a smile, "Come on, Comrade De Ming, I'll pay for you to have a meal in our cafeteria today!"

“Haha, there must be wine!”

"It would be my pleasure!"

"What an honor!" The real boss patted Wang Deming's shoulder heavily, "Don't do anything nonsense in the future."

"Let's go." Zhen Da Lao was the first to walk out of the office, followed by Wang Deming. "You already know my new secretary. If there is anything in the future, ask him to convey it to me directly as soon as possible."

"Yes, got it!"

For some unknown purpose, the boss took Wang Deming on a tour of the new office space and occasionally introduced it to other people.

During the entire process, the real boss did not mention what to use to exchange for these hundreds of thousands of tons of wheat, and neither did Wang Deming.

Only during the meal did the real boss reveal to him a piece of news. In addition to the grain purchases from Wang Deming, the Ministry of Foreign Trade has been authorized to step up emergency consultations with Canada, Australia and other countries to import grain.

However, the specific time cannot be determined yet, and this huge gap in time has put everyone under tremendous psychological pressure.

In order to pay for the grain, in addition to taking out loans from designated banks abroad, the Bank of China has been expediting the collection of domestic gold, silver and other precious metal products to be used as down payments for grain purchases.

Now with this batch of grain that Wang Deming has contacted, we can properly solve the current food shortage problem in the country.

They said they were inviting Wang Deming to dinner. The wine was good, and judging from the packaging, it was Maotai produced in the 1950s. But the quality of the dishes was much worse. There was only a chicken as the meat dish, but it was also fried to perfection.

Kung Pao Chicken, Fried Chicken, Spicy Shredded Chicken, Shredded Pork with Fish Flavor, Chicken Rack Potato Soup
After finishing the meal, the real boss sent Wang Deming out of the office door, patted his shoulders vigorously again, and grabbed his shoulders, "Comrade Deming, what you have done is a great deed!"

“A huge contribution!”

"As for what domestic materials we can use to exchange for the grain you brought back, you can bring any other materials you like, except for the precious metals I mentioned!"

(End of this chapter)