I can travel back and forth in 1986

Chapter 87 Contract Progress

It was just dawn here in 1986, and Baojun and his team would be coming to move the television set in a little while.

Zhang Beichuan first moved the remaining two thousand kilograms of eels from yesterday back to warehouse 2026, and then brought in 20 second-hand television sets.

Just as the last television set was put down, Lan Baojun's anxious voice came from outside the warehouse, banging on the door and shouting.

"Xiaochuan, are you there?"

Standing next to Lan Baojun, Lan Baohong and Baoquan looked both embarrassed and anxious. Ever since Huang Zhenjiang's incident, they had been taking turns resting at Beichuan Department Store at night.

On the one hand, it was to help keep an eye on the shop at night, and on the other hand, it was to help load the eels onto the truck in the morning, considering that Zhang Beichuan's injury had not yet healed.

But when Lan Baojun arrived at Beichuan Department Store, Zhang Beichuan was no longer in the store.

Lan Baohong and Baoquan were still fast asleep and knew nothing when asked, which made Lan Baojun so angry that he almost slapped them hard.

After calming himself down and making sure he didn't look too out of breath, Zhang Beichuan responded and opened the door.

Besides Lan Baojun, there were seven or eight other boys from the Lan family.

Lan Baojun finally breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Zhang Beichuan.

"Brother Xiao Chuan, when did you leave? We didn't hear a thing! We were so worried!"

Looking at the aggrieved Lan Baohong, Zhang Beichuan knew that the boy must have been scolded by Baojun.

Before dawn, he replied with 2026. If people found out about this, it would be a huge mess.

"It's alright, it's alright. I saw you guys were pretty tired during the day, so I didn't call you." He chuckled and changed the subject, "Since you're all here, why don't you take your things back? You brought them all."

"The TVs are here?" Having calmed down, Lan Baojun rushed inside and quickly saw the neatly stacked TVs in the warehouse. "Holy crap, so many!"

"There are 20 units in total. Let me know in advance when the store has sold out. I'll have a friend get them to the city and have someone bring them over."

"Okay." After saying that, Lan Baojun looked at the dumbfounded boys, patted Lan Baohong on the shoulder, and said, "Don't just stand there like idiots, hurry up and help. You guys still have to go out and collect the chickens later!"

Several young men immediately swarmed forward and quickly carried the television sets one by one onto the tricycle.

Despite having so many people helping, it still took two trips to move all 20 television sets back to Kitagawa Department Store.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the door of Beichuan Department Store was only half open when more than a dozen people had already gathered outside.

Some people came specifically to watch TV since they had nothing else to do, while others were familiar faces who were customers who had paid a deposit yesterday and were passing by or had come specifically to wait for news, all afraid that they would miss out if they came too late.

"Comrade Baojun, has the TV arrived yet?" A middle-aged man squeezed to the front, his voice booming.

Lan Baojun chuckled and opened the door wide. "The goods have arrived, and we're counting them in the backyard."

"Really arrived?" The middle-aged man looked at him in disbelief. Even the department stores in the county town didn't get their stock this fast.

"Would I lie to you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Baoqiang and a few boys brought out several television sets from the backyard, which immediately drew gasps of surprise.

"Wow! We've really arrived! It looks pretty new!"

"Will I receive my order today? I'm third in line!"

The crowd swarmed around them, bombarding them with questions.

Lan Baoqiang quickly tried to maintain order, "Line up! Line up! Come in order of your deposit slips! Everyone gets one! Baohong, go get the registration book!"

The store instantly became bustling with activity, as people who had paid deposits in advance pushed their way forward holding their receipts, while others craned their necks to inquire about prices.

Some passersby were also drawn in by the scene and came over to ask questions.

"How much does this TV cost? What size is it? What brand is it?"

Lan Baojun replied while checking the receipt.

"They are all 14-inch models, including Panda and Rongcheng brands. The price is uniformly 420 yuan per unit. No receipt is required, and if there is any problem within one year, as long as it is not caused by human error, we will replace it for free."

These words were like pouring water into hot oil, making the crowd even more agitated.

"Comrade, my son is getting married next month, and we're waiting to put a TV in our new house! Could you help me see if we can buy one today?"

Following the lead of Lan Baoqiang, he quickly glanced at the number of people in the registration book.

"Comrade, we've already taken five orders, and there are still 15 left to sell. If you come today, you're sure to be able to buy one."

"Okay, I'll go home and get the money now!"

Zhang Beichuan, standing to the side, watched their busy figures and pondered in his heart.

Bao Jun's Beichuan Department Store is now fully on track, and with the sale of televisions, the business will reach a new level.

We can add some more radios later to enrich the merchandise and cash flow of Beichuan Department Store, and prepare funds for future contracting.

You can't find a radio with digital signals; you have to find an old-fashioned analog radio to be safe.

The purchase of eels and free-range chickens was overseen by the grandparents in Shihe Village, with the young men from the Lan family coming to buy them.

The transfer of eels is being facilitated by village tractors, and the process has been initially streamlined.

The most pressing issue right now is the contract negotiation with Dongfeng Injection Molding Plant. I wonder how Liu Jianguo's report is going.

"Achoo!"

Liu Jianguo, who had just reached the gate of the Second Light Industry Bureau, was caught off guard by the sudden sneeze and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe his face.

He's been working non-stop these past few days.

First, he called a meeting with the factory workers to discuss Zhang Beichuan's intention to take over the contract and the plan to pay wages in installments.

As expected, the workers reacted strongly.

With wages owed for almost four months, who isn't waiting to put food on the table?

But after listening to Liu Jianguo count on his fingers and say that if there were no contractor and the factory really went bankrupt, when would he ever get back the wages owed?

In addition, he patted his chest and guaranteed that as long as the factory was up and running, he would first make up for the part of the arrears, and give 30 yuan as living expenses in the first month, and make up for the rest in installments. It was better than just waiting idly.

Several worker representatives smoked silently, inquiring about the specifics of what the factory would do if it were indeed contracted out.

Liu Jianguo took out the lighter that Zhang Beichuan had given him and showed it off in front of everyone, saying that he wanted to start a lighter assembly plant.

The workers' representatives were also stunned by this novel gadget for a long time, especially after learning about its production cost, and agreed to the plan.

After finally calming the workers and gaining their initial support, Liu Jianguo immediately went to the Second Light Industry Bureau.

But Chen Mingyuan went to the city for training these past few days and just got back today.

Taking a deep breath, Liu Jianguo stepped into the dusty office building.

The corridor was dimly lit, and there was a musty smell of old paper and ink in the air. He walked familiarly to the office at the far east end of the second floor and knocked on the door.

"Please come in." Chen Mingyuan's somewhat tired voice came from inside.