"Lao Ji, please, can eight hundred pounds be okay?"

Li Tiezhu was too tough and could only be soft, so he immediately begged.

"no!"

"Seven hundred pounds?"

"no."

"Six hundred pounds?"

"no."

Ji Demin turned around and said: "The five hundred catties agreed upon is five hundred catties. Besides, you only have a few people in the grain station. Why do you need so much pork?"

There are only a few dozen people in the grain station. In addition to a dozen drivers, there are more than 30 grain managers. Including the office staff, there are only 70 or 80 people.

And the textile factory is a large factory with a population of 10,000 people, no smaller than a steel rolling mill. Of these 2,000 to 3,000 kilograms of pork, each person gets less than one kilogram.

Therefore, Ji Demin would not let go even if he was beaten to death.

"I...of course I have other uses." Li Tiezhu said.

When Ji Demin heard this, he sneered, turned his head to one side and ignored him.

Even a fool can see it.

The reason why Li Tiezhu wanted so much pork must be to give it to others. Otherwise, how could his grain station, which only had dozens of people, use so much pork?

However, Ji Demin was not used to this problem of his.

If the employees don’t have enough to eat, can they still have extra money to give away?

When Li Tiezhu saw that Ji Demin wouldn't let go, he couldn't bring it up anymore, so he squatted aside and smoked angrily.

After a while, Yang Anguo and the three of them had loaded all the food into the car and stood aside to cool off.

After working for a long time, they were all soaked with sweat and were fanning themselves with their vests.

"What's wrong with you two, it's your turn to move the pork, right?"

Yang Jun looked at the two of them looking indifferent and asked.

Li Tiezhu and Ji Demin looked at each other, and then looked at the three people squatting aside to rest.

One of them is a factory director, the other is a station manager, and they are also cadres. This kind of personal work is really not something they can do.

And Yang Jun was even less likely to do this kind of work, so they turned their attention to Yang Anguo and the three of them.

These three young men are strong and burly, and they look like they are farmers. They have a lot of strength, especially the way the three of them looked at the grain just now, it doesn't look like they are working at all, but more like juggling.

Ji Demin glanced at Li Tiezhu and asked him to come forward to negotiate.

Li Tiezhu thought for a long time, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and walked over with a smile.

"Three brothers, how about you help me?"

As he spoke, he took out the Chinese cigarettes and gave them to the three of them.

The three of them did not take cigarettes, but looked at Yang Jun.

Yang Jun looked very restful, smoking a cigarette leisurely and seemingly not interested in what was going on between them.

The three of them, Ma Juzi, had just finished moving the food. Although they were not tired, they were very uncomfortable with sweat all over their bodies. In addition, the pork looked greasy, and it would be even more uncomfortable if it got all over them.

Coupled with Yang Jun's attitude, he didn't want to help in vain. He would definitely not be happy if he wanted the three brothers to work to death just for a cigarette.

Ma Juzi took the cigarette and did not refuse directly, but discussed it tactfully,

"Brother, if you can help me, can you give each of us ten pounds of pork to try?"

Li Tiezhu's face twitched when he heard this.

One person weighs ten kilograms, and three people weigh thirty kilograms.

With these thirty kilograms of pork, I can give it away.

Besides, even if you ask someone to help transport the pork, you won’t charge such a high price.

He looked at Yang Jun, hoping he could talk things over.

When Yang Jun saw this, he just smiled and turned his head to the side.

When Li Tiezhu and Ji Demin saw Yang Jun's attitude, they immediately understood.

He clearly supported the three of them in doing this.

Ji Demin thought about the fact that more than two thousand kilograms of pork was not something he and Li Tiezhu could move in a short period of time, so he nodded and said,

"Okay, I promise you this."

The factory director is the factory director. If you can't even be the owner of a factory that manages more than 10,000 workers, how can you manage the factory?

"Brothers, work!"
Chapter completed!