The Building Materials Bureau was right next to the street, without a front yard, and without a doorman. He walked in swaggeringly, but this was actually meaningless. In this era of underdeveloped information, it was too inconvenient for him to reach the location even if he arrived.

Half an hour later, when he came out of the Building Materials Bureau, he was still at a loss and there was no progress in things. He didn't even see the main owner and was about to go back first. Who would have thought that a young man would come over and said, "Brother, please ask someone to do something."

Fang Dajun was stunned. Could this person be the scalper in the 1980s or a liar? "Yeah, come and do things!"

"Have you seen me?" the young man asked again.

"Haha, I won't have this expression when I see someone. Why, do you have a solution?" Fang Dajun asked with a smile. There will be demand in the market, and maybe this is a breakthrough.

"Borrow a step to speak!" Xiao Qing became enthusiastic.

If he was alone at night, Fang Dajun would have to weigh it, but now it is not false, "It's done!"

A few minutes later, the two arrived in the alley next to them, and the young man revealed his identity. He was the son of the breakfast shop owner in front, and he specialized in selling some gossip and making extra money, but he hoped that he could not speak it out, especially his parents could not know.

Fang Dajun asked directly: "Yes, do you even sell the news about Director Dong here?"

"Sell it, just sell it if you give it money!" the young man replied without thinking.

"To be honest, I'm here to pay credit. Now I'll ask you how those people asked Director Dong to approve notes in the past. I mean people like me who have nothing to do with me." Fang Dajun said seriously.

The young man was obviously stunned, "You are very smart. No wonder you dare to come here to do business at such a young age. I will sell the news to you for one hundred yuan."

Damn, this price is really awesome. "Money is not a problem, but first of all, you have to let me know your identity. If you get the money and the news you said is fake, I have nowhere to look for you."

"You really give it one hundred?" The young man was a little stunned. It would be nice to earn five or ten yuan by selling news every time. But every time he spoke, he would say one hundred yuan. Unexpectedly, the sky was eyeing, and finally met a big money today. But if this person had money, why did he come to credit?

"Isn't you said a hundred? If you think it's too much, I can give it less." Fang Dajun actually has a bad habit. Every time he gives money, he actually thinks of bad ideas.

"Why do you think it's too much money? Come with me, I'll take you to my breakfast shop now." The young man said excitedly.

After a while, we arrived at the place. Although the houses in the city were not high, the tiled houses in front of us really surprised Fang Da Nian. There were two shops facing the street, but the things sold were different. The shop on the right bought some porridge steamed buns, which was the home of the young man.

"Now you believe it!" After entering the store, the young man took him out.

"Finish, find a place to trade!"

There is only the alley just now, and the two of them turned back and Fang Dajun directly pointed out ten bills. Now there are 100 yuan bills, but few of them circulate in small places.

"You can give me the money first." The young man insisted.

Fang Dajun smiled and handed over the money. The young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was not like a person who liked to study or liked to work. He was commonly known as a bastard, but his temperament might be really rich in the 1980s.

When the young man saw that he really gave 100, he quickly put it in his pocket and said, "In the past, those people went to find Director Dong's wife in the end. His wife was nine years younger than him. His eldest daughter was in elementary school and his younger son was still in kindergarten. Just in front of Jiajia's children's round. On class days, his wife would send her younger son to kindergarten at 9 o'clock every morning. Sometimes he would come to my house to buy breakfast and pick up the child at 3:30 in the afternoon.

You don’t have to go to his house anymore. It’s useless. Don’t go to the building here. It doesn’t matter or useless. It’s just looking for his wife. There was only one person who had a relationship before.”

"Oh, who is that person?" Fang Dajun asked with interest.

"The benevolent and righteous man, named Huang Lao Wang, had a machine with more than 20,000 yuan on credit." The young man echoed, and charged 100 yuan, which was more detailed than what he said before.

Fang Dajun was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that he was still from the county. "How did he do it?"

"Milk, he raises cows in the community and says he sends fresh milk to Director Dong's house every week." The young man was a little jealous when he said this. He drank porridge when he was a child, while other people's children drank milk when they were young.

"I didn't hear this, I guessed it. I've seen the little kid drinking milk, and I have also seen Huang Lao Wang often run to the construction bureau community with a large bucket. Not many people know about this news, and I dare not spread it. If you hadn't given 100 yuan, I wouldn't have told you."

Damn, Fang Dajun can only swear words. It turns out that there is no limit to moral integrity. You have to determine the level of family affection. Huang Lao Wang is undoubtedly a master, and he even innovates a new route of giving gifts. It is really amazing to send milk in this era.

"Very good, I'm very satisfied with your news."

"Then let's go, we'll be cleared. After leaving this alley, we won't know anyone in the future." The young man explained that he didn't want to get into trouble.

"Wait first, you are not interested in listening to what I do." Fang Dajun showed his fox's tail.

The young man was stunned. He had been selling news for a long time. It was the first time he had seen such a special person. "It's true, then tell me."

"I have two factories in my town, and I am responsible for underwriting and selling. It means that all the things produced are exported by me alone. The profit of a ton of goods is about ten yuan, and there are about ten thousand tons of goods a year, and the total profit of a year is 100,000 yuan. Now I'm waiting for the equipment to go back to get the product. This time I'm not responsible for the credit, I just come to the city and come to help." Fang Dajun said with a smile.

"100,000?" The young man was shocked. Although his family was an indigenous, no one in the family became a cadre, and even the workers did not make a living. He had a small shop, but he only made a living and had no pocket money. Later, he thought of this method. His parents were honest people. He had sold them for more than a year, but he had not discovered them by his parents.

"Yes, there will only be more or less in the future. We didn't know each other before, so there is no need for me to lie to you."

"That's right, then do you tell me what these are?" The young man felt a little itchy, hoping to hear the answer he wanted.

Fang Dajun smiled and said, "Of course, I'm asking if you are interested in purchasing and underwriting goods. I can ship the goods to you. If you sell them, you can make money by turning them over."

"I don't have much money myself, and I have spent all the money I earned a long time ago." The young man was quite regretful when he said this.

"I can ship the goods to you first, and settle the money after you sell the goods."

"What, there are such good things, then what are you selling?" The young man said and lowered his voice: "Is it illegal?"

Fang Dajun was speechless, "Is it illegal to sell cement?"

"So you sell cement. No, I can't sell this thing." The young man shook his head, and was also full of disappointment.

"Haha, it's not just cement, but coal. This coal is different. If you are interested, come with me now and I brought samples to the hotel." The reason why Fang Dajun is so concerned is that he thinks that this young man is just a sales material and a local. If he operates well, he can use this young man to run out of the honeycomb coal market in the city.

It will take one month to produce cement. Mass production may be wasted much time, but honeycomb coal is different, so it can be shipped in the middle of this month, and after selling it, it will be money, so you have to hurry up.

"Of course I'm interested, but why do you want to find me?" The young man is not a fool, and he is quite slippery. It's just because he is too young and is not mature enough.

"Tell me this way. I have limited time and I have to go back in two days. I don't know anyone in the city, so I just tell you casually. If you are interested, I won't waste time looking for others. If you don't want to, just pretend I haven't said it." Fang Dajun said seriously. He didn't believe that the Youth Association was not interested. The number of 100,000 is too lethal.

"Okay, I'll go with you to see!" The young man agreed after weighing it. He was still afraid of someone who came to credit. He said that since someone dared to come to credit, he must have an innocent identity.

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Wang Hongwen looked at the young man with a very depressed look at him and finally asked: "I ran away seven or eight times in the Construction Bureau Building. Why don't you come to me to sell news?"

The young man simply replied directly: "You look like a cadre, and I'm afraid you will report it. The cigarette you smoke is only 30 cents a pack, and I guess I can't bear to spend money to buy news."

Only then did Fang Dajun understand the reason and took out the Chinese cigarette and sent it on it. The young man must have seen the cigarette.

Wang Hongwen sighed and said, "The army, you still have the foresight!"

"Haha, I'm lucky. Secretary Wang, look, what can we do to follow the path of Director Dong's wife? Our commune has no cows." Fang Dajun asked with a smile. In fact, he had already had a plan.

He did not take the young man to the hotel there directly. One reason was that the distance was relatively far, and the other was that he wanted the young man to meet Wang Hongwen before seeing the honeycomb coal, so that he could realize his identity and lay the foundation for the next deception.

Originally, he planned to follow the old path of "surrounding the city in the countryside", but today he changed his mind when he arrived in the city. In the afternoon, he walked all the way, either to see the scenery, but to investigate the situation of coal. To sum it up, it would be very interesting to sell honeycomb coal in the city. If such a big blank market comes out, it will be really going to be released.

When he gains fame in the city, he will go to the county and town markets, and he will definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort, so even if the young man does not show up, he will find another partner before going back.

Wang Hongwen then continued: "I think the key to the matter is not Director Dong's wife, but his youngest son."

Fang Dajun replied: "Well, I think so too, but there is something that is needed by children, and it is very scarce, and we can still take out this thing."

Wang Hongwen frowned. He had a solution, but he couldn't think of this thing for a while. As Dajun said, Jiaoshan Commune has no cows! (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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