Li Junsheng stared at Chen Dazhu's fake smile, knowing he was testing him!
Li Junsheng's face was cold as he said, "Nothing much, just came back to visit some old friends. Even if I'm not working here anymore, old friends are still friends."
"Is that so..."
Chen Dazhu's eyes darted around, trying to figure out which friends Li Junsheng had in the factory.
He needed to warn his son Chen Zhiyuan to be careful of these friends, to prevent them from tripping him up!
"Are you here to visit your son?"
Li Junsheng sized up Chen Dazhu, feeling this visit wasn't simple either!
They saw each other every day, morning and night, so there was no need for Chen Dazhu to specially come to the factory to visit.
Unfortunately, Chen Dazhu didn't tell Li Junsheng the truth, just nodded along with him!
"Just checking if Zhiyuan is working diligently, telling him not to slack off."
Just then, Chen Zhiyuan came out of the factory, surprised to see his father.
"Dad, why are you here?"
"Whoa, who would've thought it would be Uncle Li. What are you doing at the factory gate? Missing your job so much you came back to take a look?"
Chen Zhiyuan greeted his father, but when he looked at Li Junsheng, his expression was haughty.
His tone when speaking to Li Junsheng was particularly sarcastic!
Li Junsheng ignored his smug attitude, which made Chen Zhiyuan feel ignored.
Chen Zhiyuan's face darkened, wondering what Li Junsheng was still being proud about when the state-owned factory job was now his!
"What? Uncle Li doesn't even know how to talk to people anymore?"
Chen Zhiyuan didn't give Li Junsheng a good face, but Li Junsheng still ignored him, walking away from the factory gate in large strides.
He really didn't have time to mess with this little brat Chen Zhiyuan. Having just taken over such a large batch of goods, he needed to go to the black market right away to discuss things with Old Blade!
Watching Li Junsheng walk away, Chen Dazhu didn't stop him.
Only when he was far away did he pull Chen Zhiyuan aside to talk about the factory's scrap materials!
"Zhiyuan, there's a good opportunity. See if you can help make it happen."
Chen Zhiyuan wasn't impressed, asking, "What good opportunity?"
"Ma Yulian told me her brother has a friend who runs a scrap recycling station. He's not short of money and wants to collect the factory's scrap through you."
"I thought it would be something big. You want me to help collect scrap metal? What's good about that!"
"Go tell that old woman it can't be done. Also, get her to return that thousand yuan. I'm running out of money."
Chen Zhiyuan had just entered the factory, still confused about his job. He had only worked two days doing the work Li Junsheng used to do!
He found it boring and hard, not wanting to work hard, only wanting to use money to get the team leader to give him an easier job.
He had no time to help Ma Yulian with scrap material inquiries!
He couldn't help but grumble, "Treating me like her son? Asking me to do everything."
Chen Dazhu stood to the side, frustrated with his son's incompetence!
"Boy, what do you mean by scrap metal? Do you know how much those scraps are worth outside? People want them but need connections. You're in the factory with these things, and you're picky?"
Chen Dazhu thought if he were his son, he'd steal scrap materials home every day on his way to and from work!
His own son looked down on it!
Chen Zhiyuan didn't care about the factory's scrap. Instead, he was fantasizing about a bright future, confidently telling Chen Dazhu, "Dad, don't worry about that trash. I'll think of ways to become a team leader or director soon. Then everyone will flatter me, and I'll get you good things from the factory."
Chen Dazhu knew clearly how much profit there was in the factory's scrap. So he corrected Chen Zhiyuan, "These are two different things, not mutually exclusive. Forget it, forget it. Go back to work. I'll find a way to get in and inquire about the scrap myself!"
Chen Dazhu decided to take charge, sending his son back to the factory. Then he took out a good pack of cigarettes and walked straight to the gatekeeper.
He wanted to get information about the factory's scrap through the gatekeeper!
On the other side, Li Junsheng took two bottles of Wuliangye liquor and a carton of good cigarettes to meet Old Blade at the black market.
This time, Li Junsheng was still carried in with a sack over his head!
When the sack was removed, he appeared in Old Blade's car.
Li Junsheng was puzzled, "Old Blade, is this your car? Why are you always in a car?"
"More or less. If something happens, I can drive away. Why are you here again? Bringing me these gifts, you want something?"
Old Blade was really blunt, opening a pack of cigarettes to smoke.
He clearly preferred Li Junsheng's liquor, but didn't drink it right away, probably worried Li Junsheng might have tampered with it!
"I've got a big deal, coming to see if you can handle it."
Li Junsheng smiled mysteriously, then handed the contract tucked in his waist to Old Blade!
Old Blade held the contract, momentarily confused.
"Contract? Legitimate business? Why are you coming to me?"
"Isn't it better for me to come to you for legitimate business? Safer for you. Look at this contract, you'll understand what I mean!"
Old Blade reluctantly opened the contract to check. Seeing the content and seal, he was startled.
"Purchase contract, Dongfanghong Agricultural Machinery Factory Production Supply Department, buying scrap from the machinery factory... This Dongfanghong Agricultural Machinery Factory Production Supply Department is you?!"
Old Blade couldn't believe it. Li Junsheng had actually managed to get such a legitimate identity!
Not bad at all!
"Do you want to process the legitimate scrap through me?"
"Yes, but I don't know if you can handle this batch. This time it's not small, six times the amount of the last batch! I plan to let you buy first, and then find other legitimate ways to handle what's left."
Hearing this, Old Blade immediately checked the weight of the scrap marked on the contract.
When he saw the weight, his hand trembled, almost dropping ash on the contract!
Old Blade's face showed shock and disbelief. He stared at the contract, muttering to himself, "9 tons! Am I seeing things?"
"Are you sure this contract is okay?!"