But now that the factory director said this, Fangyuan seemed to remember that the factory leaders on TV seemed not to be the factory director or deputy director, but the director and deputy director.

"Do you think I need to spend money?"

"It's necessary, but you, a big factory director, still care about the money."

After knowing that it was him who caused the problem, Fangyuan's attitude also changed.

Factory director and director, these are two completely different concepts. One is working hard to contribute to the country and seek benefits for employees, while the other is trying every means to punish people. There is no comparison at all.

Hearing what Fangyuan said, the factory director shook his head and said, "Tell me! What kind of business do you want to discuss with me?"

Of course, the factory director had no intention of discussing business with Fangyuan, nor could he. He just thought that Fangyuan was quite interesting and wanted to know what Fangyuan wanted to do.

"With a factory director like this, if someone needs a batch of materials, the price can be easily negotiated."

When talking about this, Fangyuan thought that Section Chief Liu was from the steel rolling mill, and said: "Of course, if you don't want money, materials or something will do."

You must know that in this era, money is secondary, and materials are the most important. Fangyuan just hopes that this can impress the factory director.

"Then what supplies are you going to give me?" the factory director asked with a smile.

"It depends on what supplies you want. As long as you put it forward, you will definitely be satisfied."

"Oh! Really?" The factory director was about to tease Fangyuan.

The main reason is that this kid boasts too much, and if he wants any supplies, he will be asked for them, and he will definitely be satisfied.

"Yes, as long as you put it forward, you will definitely be satisfied." Fangyuan assured again.

"Okay, get me a pig. I want it to weigh more than 200 kilograms."

"Pfft!" Fang Yuan almost choked to death on her own saliva.

Are you kidding? A pig weighs more than 200 pounds.

"Director, did you do this on purpose?"

Fangyuan is not stupid. If he can't tell that the factory director is teasing him at this time, then he is too stupid.

In this era of scarce supplies, Fangyuan knows better than anyone what a pig represents.

And the factory director knows better, otherwise he wouldn’t tease Fangyuan with this.

This is not to say that there were no pigs in this era. If there were no pigs, where would the pork in the butcher shop come from?

Mainly now it is a planned economy, there is no place to buy meat, unless you use meat stamps to buy meat at a butcher shop, but who can get the meat stamps to buy a pig?

The woolen mill cannot be used, and the same goes for the steel rolling mill, because the woolen mill is no worse than the steel rolling mill. Even a factory of this size cannot be used, let alone Fangyuan.

But now that the words have come to this, Fangyuan also knows that there is no way out, so he bites the bullet and says: "Are you sure you want a pig weighing more than 200 kilograms?"

"That's right! Of course, it depends on how much material you want."

The factory director didn't believe that Fangyuan could get a pig, but he was cautious, mainly because this guy was too good at twisting things.

An eight-year-old child actually knows how to use skewers to exchange meal tickets for others. If it were another child, even if he had the rabbit meat, he would just put it away and eat it himself, and would never take it out.

"Not much, just one thousand meters."

"Pfft!" This time it was the factory director's turn to choke on his saliva.

"One...one thousand meters?"

"Yes! Is there any problem?" Fangyuan looked at the factory director and asked.

"I asked you, do you know what you want now?"

"I know! Isn't it just the stuff?" Fangyuan said nonchalantly.

Hearing what Fangyuan said, the factory director shook his head and said, "Then do you know that the professional materials will not enter the counter at all?"

"Ah! No way." Fangyuan was stunned for a moment and looked at the factory director in disbelief.

Fangyuan still doesn’t understand what the factory director said. He doesn’t know how to go to the counter, which means he doesn’t sell to outsiders at all.

Even if you go to a mall or department store, you can't buy it.

"Not yet! Fortunately, you are still a family member of a woolen mill employee and you don't even know this."

Fangyuan scratched his head. He really didn't know this. No wonder Section Chief Liu wanted to find Li Yanran's father.

Also, how could such a large steel rolling mill be short of one thousand meters of cloth tickets? If you could buy them, there would be no need to go to such trouble.

What’s more, it’s impossible to give out the fabrics you can buy as gifts! It’s not like leaders can’t buy them.

"So I've been tricked?" Fang Yuan said with a frown.

At this time, the factory director said: "You can't say that. If this person can really meet the requirements of our factory, it is not impossible to give him one thousand meters of cloth."

"Ah! Director, what do you mean?"

"As long as you get two pigs weighing more than 200 kilograms, I will agree to this kilometer of cloth."

Hearing what the factory director said, Fangyuan shook his head and said: "Director, you are too cruel, two pigs, are you sure you are not joking?"

Although one thousand meters of cloth is a lot of material, it is nothing to a woolen mill, because that is what woolen mills produce.

But two pigs weighing more than 200 kilograms are different. No matter in terms of value or anything else, they far exceed these materials.

Don’t forget what time it is now. This is the three-year difficult period. A pound of fine grain stamps sell for two and a half dollars. You can imagine how much a pound of meat stamps cost.

Two pigs weighing more than 200 kilograms are worth much more than a thousand meters of feed. What is most valuable now is food.

Later generations often hear people say that you don’t have to eat, but you have to wear clothes.

Try this in this era. In this era, people don’t have to wear clothes, but they definitely need to eat.

If you don’t wear clothes, you can hide on the kang at home and don’t go out. If you don’t eat, you will starve to death.

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Fangyuan shook his head and said, "No, it's just that I know why you want two pigs?"

The factory director glanced at Fangyuan and asked: "Your mother is an employee of our factory, so do you know what your mother eats in the factory?"

"Uh!" Fangyuan was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

This can't be blamed on Fangyuan, because he really didn't know, and his mother never said anything about what she ate in the cafeteria when she came home.

"Do you think the food in the factory cafeteria is better than what you eat at home?" the factory director looked at Fangyuan and asked.

"Director, don't tell me that the food in the factory cafeteria is not as good as at home?"

Fangyuan knew very well what food was eaten at home. Of course, this was before he came to this home, or when he first came to this home.

Dundun Wotou is as hard as a brick. Making it once is equivalent to improving your life, but you can't just eat it casually.

To put it bluntly, I feel hungry just after eating.

And this is pretty good. Many families in family homes are not as good as their own. If the food in the factory is not as good as at home, you can only imagine what they are eating.

At this time, the factory director opened the drawer, took out a lunch box from it, opened the lunch box, pushed it in front of Fangyuan and said, "Look at this, this is what we eat in the canteen."

Fangyuan's eyes turned red when he saw what was in the lunch box. There was something as black as a briquette in the lunch box.

"What is this?"

"Black bun."

Just when the factory director said the words "black buns", Fangyuan suddenly remembered a TV series he watched in his previous life, Ordinary World.

Sun Shaoping and Hao Hongmei hid in the corner waiting for other students to finish their meals before coming out to get food, and what they ate was this kind of black bun.

In fact, Fangyuan was a little fussed because he had never been exposed to the outside world, otherwise he would have known that this kind of black bun is now a staple food in many people's homes.

There are even many people who cannot even eat this. They eat grass roots, chew tree bark, and even say that eating Guanyin soil is not a joke.

Some were so hungry that they even swallowed the cotton in their quilts. Of course, the consequences can be imagined.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I want to improve the food for the employees."

"Director, please leave this matter to me! I promise to bring you two pigs back." Fangyuan stood up and said with his chest lifted.

"Uh! Don't mess around." The factory director said quickly.

"Don't worry, I won't steal or rob, and I will definitely get the pig back to you cleanly."

If Fangyuan came here with the intention of doing business before, it is no longer the case. He now regards himself as a member of the woolen mill.

Not because of anything else, just because his mother is an employee of this factory.

After coming to this era, Fangyuan has really never done anything serious. Every day he is either fighting, being naughty, or doing some speculative things.

Now he has to do something serious, and getting two pigs for the woolen mill canteen is what Fangyuan wants to do.

Of course, he also knew that this was almost an impossible task, but even so, he wanted to give it a try.

"Okay, if you can really get it back, I will agree to give you one thousand meters of cloth."

"Yeah!" Fang Yuan nodded heavily.

If he really got two pigs and then got this kilometer of material, he would have to make Section Liu bleed once, and it would be a massive hemorrhage.

After the matter was agreed upon, Fangyuan left the factory director's office.
To be continued...