After selecting the repairman, Li Donglai went to the courtyard and placed the repaired radio in front of Mr. Wang Wu.
"Lao Wang, how much do you think this can be sold for?"
"Is it repaired?" Mr. Wang Wu looked happy and took the radio into his hand like a treasure.
Unscrewing the button and hearing a clear voice coming from inside, he slammed the table: "Great, I'm making a lot of money now. Although this thing is second-hand, it doesn't require a coupon. It's on the pigeon market.
, it can be sold for at least eighty yuan."
It looks like what I expected.
The price of a new radio is 140 yuan, plus ten industrial coupons, the total cost is about 180 yuan.
The second-hand price is 40% off, which is very reasonable.
"Let's do this. I'll give you ten yuan for the scrap radio, seventy yuan for recycling, and I'll give you sixty yuan."
Wang Wuye checked it carefully and after confirming that there was no problem, he asked the second son to get the money.
Although he was wondering why Li Donglai was able to repair the radio, he didn't show it on his face.
There are so many magical things about this kid. He can treat serious illnesses with things that don't look like herbs.
In comparison, repairing a radio seems completely normal.
Li Donglai waved to Erzi: "Lao Wang, we are all old friends, and this radio is a gift.
Now there is an opportunity for cooperation, would you like to do it?"
"Opportunities for cooperation?" Wang Wuye's eyes suddenly lit up when he looked at the radio. He stood up from his chair and said excitedly: "Do you want to repair the radio?"
Li Donglai nodded: "You are responsible for providing the broken radio and shipping it, and I am responsible for repairing it. We will split the profit in half."
"Half and half? I seem to have taken advantage." Wang Wuye smiled with his eyes narrowed.
"Money is secondary, but the main thing is that you must be careful about this kind of thing, and the brother in charge of sales must be reliable!" Li Donglai nodded solemnly.
In fact, Li Donglai did lose a considerable portion of his profits by sharing the profits 50-50 with Mr. Wang Wu.
Like scrap radios, he could go to a regular scrap collection point to buy them, or ask Yan Bugui to buy them for him.
Sales work is easier to handle. You can find a few green skins and sell them at the pigeon market.
However, in this era where selling eggs is a matter of speculation, there is nothing wrong with being careful.
The fact that Mr. Wang Wu can support a group of old brothers is enough to show that he is an old-school person who values love and righteousness.
In addition, he is an old subordinate of Gu Shen's father, and he is also closely related to his superiors.
Properly give up profits in exchange for safe and long-term profits. This business is worth it!
Wang Wuye has been running the pigeon market for many years, so he certainly understands this.
"Don't worry, this kind of business is like a hen that lays golden eggs. I will personally select the people who are trustworthy."
After finalizing the decision, Li Donglai returned to Beijing University with ten broken radios.
Under the small pavilion by the inexplicable lake, Mo Shanfeng looked at the big sack at Li Donglai's feet, a little confused.
"Brother Donglai, what's inside?"
"Radio!"
In this world, Li Donglai is probably the only one who uses sacks to carry radios.
However, there is nothing we can do. Radios in this era are all big wooden boxes, about the same size as shoe boxes in previous generations.
Put two in the canvas bag and it will be full.
Mo Shanfeng watched in disbelief as Li Donglai took out one radio after another from the sack.
Finally, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva and said, "You, you have so many relatives."
"Yes, I not only have many relatives, but they also like to cause damage. You see, so many radios are broken. If they are not repaired, it will be a huge waste of industrial resources. Aren't the higher ups advocating diligence and frugality, so I have to trouble Brother Shanfeng
." Li Donglai took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, struck a match, and lit the cigarette. Soon his face was hidden behind the thick smoke.
Mo Shanfeng was not a fool, and of course he did not believe that all these radios belonged to Li Donglai's relatives.
He hesitated.
It's one thing to help others repair radios, but it's another thing to buy radios specifically for repair.
Once discovered, it might cause him big trouble.
He looked up at Li Donglai and could only see a pair of blurry faces with a determined expression behind the faint smoke.
Thinking of her parents in the mountain village and her brothers and sisters who had no money to go to school, Mo Shanfeng gritted his teeth and said, "I did it."
"Don't worry, even if something happens, I will be responsible for it myself. You are just helping my relative repair the radio." Li Donglai breathed a sigh of relief.
He was really afraid that Mo Shanfeng had a wooden head.
Of course, he still has a few backup candidates, but they all have some shortcomings, some are loose-mouthed, and some have too upright behavior.
"According to our previous agreement, for every unit that is repaired, I will pay you 2 yuan for labor, which is 20 yuan." Li Dong said as he took out two big unity sheets from his pocket and slapped them on the table.
Looking at the dark green banknotes, Mo Shanfeng asked in disbelief: "I haven't repaired it yet..."
"This is called trust!" Li Donglai put out his cigarette butts and stared into Mo Shanfeng's eyes and said, "If I say that I am not doing this for myself, but to build the country, would you believe it?"
Build the country using what seems like speculative methods?
Are you kidding me?
Mo Shanfeng subconsciously wanted to refute, but he saw sincerity and passion in Li Donglai's eyes.
Yes, as the director of the steel rolling mill hospital, I have a monthly salary of more than 100 yuan, why do I still covet this money?
Although Mo Shanfeng comes from a poor family, he also knows that in this era, money loses its meaning when it reaches a certain level.
For example, no matter how rich you are, you can't eat meat and drink bars every day? You can't marry two wives, right? You can't live in a small villa, right?
Thinking about it this way, Li Donglai's so-called "nation-building" rhetoric seems possible.
Mo Shanfeng nodded heavily: "I believe it!"
Li Donglai stretched out his right hand: "Okay, then let us fight to build the motherland. My name is Li Donglai, please take care of me!"
"Let us strive to build the motherland! My name is Mo Shanfeng, please give me your advice!" Mo Shanfeng stood up with a burning feeling in his heart.
The two young hands held each other tightly.
For ten radios with unknown faults, Mo Shanfeng said it would take at least two days to repair them.
The two agreed to deliver the goods two days later.
Before Mo Shanfeng left, Li Donglai handed him another paper bag.
Mo Shanfeng opened it and found in the paper package a soldering iron, a multimeter, a full set of screwdrivers, solder, a solder extractor, and even a scrap toothbrush for cleaning dust.
"As I said, how can I let you take advantage of the school?" Li Donglai patted him on the shoulder.
...
The night is like a big quilt, pressing down on the sky above Beijing University.
Summer nights seem a bit impetuous.
The students walked out of the dormitories in twos and threes, went to the playground to enjoy the cool air, and read under the street lights. Occasionally, there were a few young men and women walking side by side on the road. The distance between them was as much as two punches, but it still attracted some surprises.
gaze.
In a laboratory on the third floor of the physics experiment building, dim lights were on.
The camera zoomed in, and you could see Mo Shanfeng holding a welding gun and carefully spot welding on a circuit board.
On the table in front of him were several radios whose casings had been removed.
Ten minutes later, Mo Shanfeng wiped the sweat from his face with a towel, pursed his lips, and connected the circuit board to the multimeter.
Looking at the data displayed above, he clenched his fists in excitement.
