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Chapter 18 I have new requirements

Gu Zhanyan lay inside for a while. Seeing that Li Wenjun didn't come in and didn't hear the sound of him going out, he couldn't help but get up and take a look.

Li Wenjun placed a newspaper on the dining table and was dismantling two broken radios he had just returned.

Gu Zhanyan said: "You should come in and do it on the desk. The dining table is full of oil."

Li Wenjun: "It's okay, I'll wake you up later."

Gu Zhanyan: "It doesn't matter if you can't disturb me."

Li Wenjun secretly rejoiced: It's a good sign. At least now she's not as guarded against me as she was against thieves before.

He pretended to be reluctant and said: "Okay, then I'm coming in. You can go to bed quickly."

He sat down by the window and went back to his work.

The afternoon wind blew the gauze curtains, and Li Wenjun's white figure blurred like a white light.

Gu Zhanyan thought in a daze: This man is so strange, he changes at any time. There was no warning, and she was not mentally prepared.

When Li Wenjun arrived at the team in the afternoon, Zhang Aihua was repairing a transformer and his hands were covered with black oil.

"Come and try." Zhang Aihua raised his chin to Li Wenjun.

Zhang Aihua usually takes care of such important things by himself and does not let young people touch them.

Today, I wanted to teach him step by step. Li Wenjun hurriedly responded, put down his bag and leaned over.

After just a few minutes of doing this, someone from the reception room ran in and said, "Master Jun, the mine director's office has called you. Go and pick it up quickly."

Li Wenjun secretly laughed: Haha, have you hit a wall? You are still very aware of current affairs and know to come to him immediately.

Li Wenjun sighed deliberately, spread his hands with a face full of embarrassment and said to Zhang Aihua: "Master, look..."

Zhang Aihua pretended to be impatient and waved his hand: "Go, go, wait for you to come back. When did you, Goubuli, turn into a fragrant steamed bun? Return to the mine director's office..."

In fact, he heard Qiu Xiaohong talk about the walkie-talkie thing last night, and he actually felt a little proud.

After all, he was the one who brought Li Wenjun out.

Li Wenjun wiped his hands as he walked and answered the phone. What he heard was the voice of the little secretary: "Comrade Wenjun, Director Zhou asked you to come over."

Li Wenjun asked: "The walkie-talkie is broken?" He knew it was definitely not because of this. He was still very sure about his things, and there would be no problems at least within a month. He wouldn't know after a month.

The secretary said: "No, the director wants to see you for something."

Li Wenjun sighed: "I'm running around so much that I delay my work. If the director has anything to do, can I just tell him on the phone?"

He has seen this method many times.

Zhou Liguo sat behind the table and asked him to go to that station. Li Wenjun was naturally a little shorter and timid. It would be much easier to talk about what he wanted to talk about.

This is the same as the ancient county magistrate who wanted to interrogate prisoners in the lobby.

Voices came from the phone, and the secretary said to Li Wenjun: "Wait a moment."

The call was then transferred to Zhou Liguo.

Zhou Liguo's voice was particularly polite: "Comrade Wenjun."

Li Wenjun was also polite and thoughtful: "Good afternoon, director, what are your instructions?"

"We still need four walkie-talkies. When can you make them? We need to rent them for two months."

As soon as Li Wenjun left in the morning, Zhou Liguo immediately took the walkie-talkie to show it to the mine manager.

The mine manager was very happy and asked him to get more walkie-talkies. He also said that after the anniversary, the province would organize mine managers from various mining areas to visit their place, so the walkie-talkies might take two months.

Zhou Liguo thought this was a good opportunity for promotion, so he immediately called a comrade who had previously served in the communications corps to see if he could do this.

If you can imitate it, you can kick Li Wenjun away. Why should you spend money to be angry with that kid?

As a result, the comrade said: "There are two components above that I don't know and can't do them."

Zhou Liguo: "You'll know if you take it apart and take a look."

That comrade said: "You may not know it even if you take it apart. Moreover, these two components are very small and difficult to disassemble. I'm afraid they will break and become unusable once disassembled."

Only then did Zhou Liguo realize that Li Wenjun had been on guard against him, so he wrote in the contract the clause "compensation of RMB 1,000 for man-made damage".

He had planned everything thoroughly, and it was really watertight.

The director was so anxious that Zhou Liguo had no choice but to wait until now to call Li Wenjun in order not to appear too urgent.

Li Wenjun sighed on the other end of the phone. "Oh, it's a bit difficult to get so much at once."

Zhou Liguo immediately replied: "You can sign the contract and get the money first, as long as you promise to finish it within three days."

Li Wenjun smacked his lips: "Difficult."

If Zhou Liguo was a cheerful person, he would definitely agree to it. After all, Zhou Liguo is his first client, and reputation is very important.

But Zhou Liguo had to play so many tricks, so he had to teach Zhou Liguo a lesson.

He has seen all kinds of scum, and they are so easy to bully. Wouldn't it be a shame to live for a few more decades?

Zhou Liguo heard the tone of his words, gritted his teeth, forced himself to soften his tone and asked, "If you have any other conditions, just ask."

Li Wenjun then said: "I can finish it in three days, but I need a little extra encouragement."

"What encouragement?"

"I need industrial coupons for cyclists, radios, and watches."

“It’s hard to find them all at once.”

"Director Zhou, with the resources at your disposal, it's easy to find something like this. Besides, I'm not asking you to give it to me for free. I'll buy it from you at the market price and ask the Supply and Marketing Department to issue an invoice."

Zhou Liguo heard the smile in his tone and almost cursed: Damn it, the market price of these three coupons is only a few dollars. Is he doing it for those few dollars?

He held back his anger and said, "Okay, I'll find a way. You can do it quickly."

Li Wenjun said: "Okay, please ask the secretary to sign the contract and send the money. I will send you the other four walkie-talkies the day after tomorrow. Comrade Secretary has the contract template I left in the morning. You cannot change a word.

Otherwise I wouldn’t dare to cooperate.”

Zhou Liguo originally wanted to delete the item about damage compensation, but now that Li Wenjun said this, his plan failed again.

He was so angry that he almost cursed again: Who are you? Are you qualified to cooperate with me? I am ordering you now.

But he knew that he was begging for help now, so he could only hold back his anger and say: "Okay. I won't change the contract. I'm not that kind of person."

Li Wenjun smiled secretly: Haha, you are just this kind of person, the most typical and stupid one.

Li Wenjun hung up the phone, and when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a figure passing by outside, and smiled to himself.

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

If the mine director's office calls him directly, there will definitely be curious people who come to eavesdrop.

But he's not angry.

Just pass it on, he hopes to make the fuss as big as possible.

Before getting off work in the afternoon, the secretary delivered the contract and the envelope containing the money.

There is a thick stack of 50 brand new sheets.

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