While Zheng Xiangyang fiddled with the vehicle over there, Li Long quietly asked Wang Mingjun:
"Company Commander, can Political Instructor Zheng drive? Does he have a license?"
"He can drive, but he doesn't have a license. That's why he wanted the older vehicle. As he put it, he'd only be driving around the regimental farm anyway, and nobody checks. Even if someone did, it would be easy to sort out."
Wang Mingjun glanced at Zheng Xiangyang, shook his head, and said:
"He brought the money this time. If Big Old Chen wants a vehicle, he'll have to wait."
"Yes, if the political instructor wants to drive this one away now, Old Chen can only wait. Fortunately, my partner will be back at work after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. I'll have him send a few more over then," Li Long said.
Big Old Chen wanted one, Zhao Zongming wanted one, and Xu Chengjun might want one too. These GAZ-69s were quite popular, so Li Long planned to tell Liu Gaolou to get a few more when he came over.
Although the average price per vehicle wasn't high, the profit was certainly nothing to sneeze at.
Zheng Xiangyang started the vehicle and set the bucket aside. After climbing in, he didn't drive off immediately, but familiarized himself with the steering wheel and gears.
Li Long went over to fetch the bucket, then worked on the accounts with Wang Mingjun.
"We'll push hard these next two days and get another hunt in before Snowmelt. That should more or less cover it," Wang Mingjun said. "The New Year fell late this year, and I found out too late too. If I'd heard about these vehicles a few days earlier and hunted harder those two days, we'd pretty much have enough