Chapter 290 The Little Old Man Is Uneasy and Kind

The three of them quickly came to the warehouse.

Through the open door of the warehouse, one can see that there are mountains of goods packed in black woven bags, and the outside of the goods is tightly tied with binding ropes in a square shape.

At this time, several groups of people were already picking up goods in the warehouse, Rong Zhengchang did not delay, and led Ling Chuan to the supervisor in charge of shipping.

"Director Yu, please stay safe."

Director Yu looked him up and down, frowned slightly, "Who are you?"

Rong Zhengchang smiled, "My surname is Rong, I come here every year at this time, and I also took a lot of goods from you last year."

As he spoke, Rong Zhengchang took out a pack of Huaziyan and stuffed it into the opponent's hand.

Supervisor Yu took the cigarette and treated Rong Zhengchang a little better.

"This year is much colder than last year, and the market has also risen accordingly. All the goods are 150 yuan a bag, and the price is the same. You can go in and pick it yourself."

Rong Zhengchang nodded repeatedly, turned around and pointed at Ling Chuan, "This is my son-in-law, we are together."

Director Yu waved his hand indifferently, "Okay, you guys go in."

After entering the warehouse, Rong Zhengchang was not in a hurry to get the goods, but led Ling Chuan to the innermost part.

"Based on my experience in buying goods over the years, generally new goods of good quality are placed in the innermost, most inconspicuous corner. If they can't be sold out this year, they can still be sold next year."

Ling Chuan nodded receptively.

Coming to the innermost part of the warehouse, Rong Zhengchang walked up to the goods, stretched out his hand and pressed the goods on the bottom layer, and then turned his head to wink at Ling Chuan.

Ling Chuan immediately leaned over, "Uncle Chang, what's the matter?"

"According to my intuition, these must be coats and down jackets. Let me tell you, these goods are smaller than the ones outside, and they seem to be at a disadvantage, but usually they are filled with good goods, so I put them in Get less."

With that said, Rong Zhengchang called Ling Chuan and Deng Wenbin to start moving the goods.

After a while, Rong Zhengchang picked out more than a dozen bags of goods.

"Brother Ling, how many items do you plan to order?"

Ling Chuan thought for a while, "I'll take ten pieces."

Rong Zhengchang nodded, "I also intend to take ten pieces, but this is not enough, I will pick and choose."

After a while, all 20 pieces of goods were finally selected.

Rong Zhengchang was on guard at the spot to prevent others from picking up their goods. Ling Chuan and Deng Wenbin were responsible for moving these goods to the door so that the person in charge of the warehouse could count and settle.

These goods are no heavier than knitwear, and one piece weighs about 30 kilograms. Ling Chuan easily carried one piece in one hand, and moved all the goods to the door of the warehouse within a few trips.

The settlement here is different from yesterday's knitting factory. Yesterday, all the settlements were picked out. Today, whoever picks the first will tie the knot first.

In order to prevent confusion, you have to wait for the previous group of people who have settled the bill to take away all the goods, and then settle the next group of people, so the time is relatively slow.

There is still a group of people waiting in front of Ling Chuan and the others, and it will take at least ten minutes.

Seeing that the group of people in front were about to finish their settlement, Rong Zhengchang suddenly patted his body, turned his head and said to Ling Chuan: "Brother Ling, I put my money on the truck outside, it is not convenient for you to help me advance the payment first." For a while? I'll give it to you as soon as I get out."

Instinctively, Ling Chuan was on guard, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "I'm really sorry, Uncle Chang, I only have the money for ten items, and I borrowed it from an acquaintance, and I really can't help you."

Rong Zhengchang was not disappointed either, and waved his hand at him, "It's all right, this way, after the bill is settled in a while, you pay for ten pieces first, and I will pull out the ten pieces, and when I return the cart, I will bring the money to you." Come in and pay for another ten pieces, what do you think?"

Ling Chuan hesitated, then nodded, "Okay."

Seeing him nodding his head, Rong Zhengchang immediately beamed with joy, "Brother Ling, it's not easy for us to go out. I will help you, and you will help me too. Everyone helps each other, and it benefits each other, right?"

"You are right."

The two chatted for a while, and soon it was their turn to check out.

"20 pieces, a total of 3,000 yuan."

Hearing the amount reported by Director Yu, Rong Zhengchang quickly explained: "My money bag was left on the truck outside, can you ask my son-in-law to pay half of the money first, I will only take half of the goods out, and come back When will I bring in the other half of the money? Then will I take the rest away?"

People and goods are still under the nose, and Director Yu is not worried about problems, so he readily agreed.

"Hurry up, there are still people waiting behind."

"Hey, good!"

Rong Zhengchang turned his head to signal Ling Chuan, "Son-in-law, hurry up, you pay the 1500 first."

Ling Chuan was also unambiguous, and immediately took 1500 from the canvas bag and handed it to Director Yu.

Director Yu collected the money, and with a few strokes, he issued them a receipt and a bill of lading for 10 shipments.

Rong Zhengchang stretched out his hand to take the receipt and bill of lading, but he didn't want Ling Chuan to take it faster than him, and put it in his pocket.

Rong Zhengchang looked puzzled, "Brother Ling, you are..."

"Uncle Chang, with so many goods, it must be difficult for you to pull them alone. I will help you push them out together, so that the speed will be faster, and don't keep the people behind waiting for a long time."

After finishing speaking, Ling Chuan turned around and pulled a rickshaw over, and then asked Deng Wenbin to move ten items onto the cart.

Both of them were strong and strong young men, and all ten pieces of goods were moved to the cart in the blink of an eye.

"Uncle Chang, let's go, I'll pull you out for you, just follow behind."

After speaking, without waiting for any reaction from the other party, Ling Chuan pulled up the cart and left.

Rong Zhengchang finally came to his senses at this time, and rushed up, "Brother Ling, I can just pull it out by myself. Ten pieces of goods are only three to four hundred catties. I still have the strength."

"That won't work, Uncle Chang, didn't you just say that it's not easy to go out, everyone has to help each other."

Rong Zhengchang wanted to say something else, but Lingchuan people have tall legs and tall legs, and pulling a cart weighing several hundred kilograms is like playing, and the tigers are flying under their feet, and Rong Zhengchang has to trot to catch up.

Supervisor Yu at the back looked at this scene and felt it was weird, so he turned to ask Deng Wenbin.

"Didn't that little old man surnamed Rong say that they are Weng sons-in-law? Why are you calling brothers again? Are you from the same family?"

Deng Wenbin explained with sincerity: "To be honest, we only met yesterday. The little old man insisted on bringing us to make a fortune, so we followed."

Director Yu looked at him with a half-hearted smile, "You guys are so courageous, aren't you afraid of being betrayed?"

"Before we came, we were worried, but when we came to this place, we knew we had come to the right place. Such a big factory can't fool us country folks."

As a member of the factory, Director Yu was naturally relieved when he heard someone praise the factory, and he didn't care too much about being deceived by Ling Chuan and Rong Zhengchang.

Anyway, anyone who sells goods sells, as long as they give money.

With receipts and bills of lading, Ling Chuan pulled ten pieces of goods out of the factory without a hitch.