Do You Want Me to Be Mute?

The next day, as soon as Li Ye arrived at work, he called Ding Jiuchang, his mentor Old Ding's son, into his office.

Ding Jiuchang had been one of Li Ye's trusted men since the First Branch Factory was established. After its management team was put together, he became deputy chief of the Sales Section.

That was also because his starting point had simply been too low; he could not be elevated to the section chief's position.

"Senior Brother, a friend of mine is coming by later to buy a 130. Set aside one from this month's flexible quota for him."

Li Ye would not personally handle buying a car for Senior Brother Wang's uncle. Ding Jiuchang was the most suitable person to do it.

Trusted men existed for precisely this sort of task. Otherwise, people would gossip that Li Ye was "using public resources for private gain."

"All right, Director Li. I'll take care of it right away."

Ding Jiuchang immediately agreed, then lowered his voice. "But, Director Li, there's something I need to tell you. Our factory's flexible quota for this month may be gone."

"Gone? How did I not know? Did Director Lu approve them all?"

Li Ye was quite surprised. Ever since the First Branch Factory's revamped 130 had gone on the market, the factory had reserved fifty vehicles every month under a flexible sales quota to deal with all kinds of people with connections.

There was no helping it. It was not only decades later that some insignificant nobody could choke an entire enterprise to death.

So even though the outside market price had risen by two or three thousand, they still had to sell at the factory price.

But approval slips for those fifty cars could only be signed by Li Ye and Lu