sinovels Chapter 1537: Money and Goods 2 Yuan
Chapter 1537: Money and Goods 2 Yuan
Chapter 1537: The money and goods were settled for about one million
It’s not Zhang Yuanmin’s fault that he and his team have never seen the world. If there is anything to blame, it’s that there is not a single bank in the entire Shanhe Town.
Zhao Jun knew that there was an Agricultural Bank of China in Daohua County, but there was not even 2,000 yuan in that bank.
Each time, the superior bank would only allocate one thousand yuan to them. This thousand yuan was withdrawn or loaned out by customers, so the bank director would carry a gun and go to the superior bank to withdraw another thousand yuan.
One thousand yuan is nothing to the Zhao family. But for ordinary people in Daohua County, the highest deposit is no more than two hundred yuan. Similarly, the highest loan is no more than two hundred yuan.
The savings do not exceed 200 yuan. One reason is that the money is tight, and the other is that there is no awareness of saving money in the bank. Nowadays, ordinary people prefer to hide their money at home.
As for the loan amount not exceeding 200, it was mainly because the people at that time were simple and honest, and they were afraid that they would not be able to repay the loan if they borrowed too much.
The small town of Xinji is not as big as Daohua County, and its population is not as large as that of Daohua County.
But this is one of the four major leather capitals in China. Five squirrel skins cost two hundred yuan, and mink skins cost thousands of yuan.
Therefore, the banks here do have cash.
After Zhang Shaoqiang handed over the 30,000 yuan he borrowed to Wen Hongchang, he returned to the fur market. The Wen family father and son, Zhao Jun, and Zhao Weipeng took a car to the bank. Seven or eight minutes later, two jeeps stopped in front of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China.
The car stopped, but the driver didn't get out. Because Wen Hongchang's friends hadn't arrived yet, he couldn't come up with 260,000 yuan at once, so he had to ask his friends for help.
After thirteen or fourteen minutes, a car stopped in front of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China.
When Zhao Jun saw the car, his eyes lit up.
Second generation Alto!
What a luxury car!
Seeing the car stop, Wen Hongchang hurriedly asked Zhao Jun and others to get out of the car.
As soon as he got off the car, Wen Hongchang felt something was wrong, so he quickly opened the door and stuffed the leopard skin and the leopard skin blanket into the car. He looked like he was afraid someone would snatch them from him.
The two people who got off the Alto were all Wen Hongchang's friends. Wen Hongchang went over to greet them and introduced them to Zhao Jun and the others.
The two wealthy men, one named Wang Shunyi and the other named Liu Bo, greeted each other and then walked towards the bank.
This bank disappointed Zhang Yuanmin and his friends. It didn't have a grand facade, and it wasn't a small Western-style building. According to Zhao Jun's family, it was just a large four-room building. All the things added up were not as big as the Zhao family's new house.
As soon as you enter the door, you will see a hall with guns standing guard. On a bench not far away against the wall, there is a man holding a Type 56 submachine gun, waiting for his shift change.
There were only two business counter windows. The one on the right was occupied, so Liu Bo went to the one on the left.
In those days, there were no chairs in front of the bank counter, but there was a ballpoint pen. A string was tied to the end of the pen to prevent it from being lost.
Liu Bo stood in front of the counter and six or seven people gathered around him, scaring Liu Bo and the cashier at the counter.
"What are you doing?" The female cashier's voice was trembling. Liu Bo looked around and said to the people he just met, "It's okay. No need for protection."
"Ah, haha." Zhao Jun smiled and said to Liu Bo calmly, "We are from a small place and have never seen money withdrawal. Master Liu, if it is convenient, let us have a look."
What Zhao Jun said was not presumptuous. If it happened 20 or 30 years later, and someone was doing business at the counter and he was staring at them eagerly, they would definitely be on guard against him.
But that’s not the case these days. There are no computers in banks and you don’t need to enter a password.
"Ah...see, it's okay." Liu Bo said nothing, took out the deposit slip from his pocket, handed it to the female cashier at the counter, and said, "I'll withdraw 50,000."
Again, banks didn’t have computers back then, so current deposit certificates and time deposit passbooks were all written by hand.
The female cashier took the deposit slip, glanced at it, and asked, "Did you bring the reserved seal?"
"What is that?" Zhao Jun and his five companions looked at it eagerly. In his previous life, Zhao Jun became rich after the millennium. In 88, he was also very poor. How would he know what a reserved seal was?
"I brought it." Liu Bo said, and took out a seal from his pocket.
In those days there were no computers to input information, and passbooks and deposit certificates were still handwritten. The business of depositing and withdrawing money depended entirely on recognizing handwriting and prints.
The deposit slip and passbook are in duplicate, one for the bank and one for the individual. The marks on them are left by the bank and the individual.
Although the first generation of ID cards has been around since 84, there is no real-name authentication or facial recognition. The ID card photo does not look like the person, so banks do not recognize or look at the ID card.
Anyone with a deposit slip or passbook can withdraw money. But the person who made the deposit or withdrawal last time must have his or her personal stamp printed on it. The next time you deposit or withdraw money, you must also have that person's stamp.
This is called a reserved seal.
These days, if you want to withdraw 50,000 yuan, no one will ask you to make an appointment, and no one will ask you what you are going to use the money for.
After comparing the two copies and checking the reserved seal to confirm that they are correct, a special bank person will take out bundles of big unity from the warehouse at the back.
Although the fourth set of RMB has been issued since April 87, it is rarely seen on the market, and the banknotes in circulation are still the third set.
For Zhao Jun, it would be better to give him a great unity. If the bank gave him the fourth set of 100 yuan today, although it was light and convenient, no one would recognize it when he took it back to the forest area.
Not to mention that the Yongxing Brigade would not recognize it. If Zhao Jun took the 100 yuan to ask Lao Shan Gouzi to buy the skins, he would be scolded by someone with a good temper. If he met someone like Xing San, he might be stabbed.
One wad of Great Unity is one thousand, and one bundle is ten thousand. The cashier unpacks the bundles and checks the money one by one.
There were no money detectors in those days, so the cashier checked the money himself. After checking, he bundled the money into five bundles in total.
While the cashier was checking the money, the person who was withdrawing money at the window next to him left. Wang Shunyi walked over, took out the deposit slip from his pocket, handed it in and said, "I want to withdraw 100,000 yuan."
The male cashier raised his hand, put the deposit slip on the counter, then turned around and shouted from inside: "Sister Sun, does Curry still have 100,000?"
"No." A woman's voice came from inside, saying, "There are only eight bundles left."
Upon hearing this, Wang Shunyi immediately said, "Then I will take 80,000."
After hearing his change of words, the male cashier took the deposit slip, glanced at it, and took Wang Shunyi's seal. After a careful inspection, the male cashier called for someone to bring the money.
Soon, thirteen bundles of great unity were placed on the counter.
"Do you want to check?" At this time, Wen Hongchang said to Zhao Jun: "If you want to check, you can check. I won't check it."
There is nothing wrong with this. In the end, it was the Zhao family who collected the money.
"Let's check." Zhao Jun called Zhang Yuanmin, Li Baoyu, Jie Chen, and Li Ruhai to come forward, and the five of them began to check the money.
These five people were not very skilled in the business of checking money, and the only one who was slightly skilled was Li Ruhai.
While they were checking the money, the bank staff began to pack up their things. From what they were saying to each other, it seemed like they were going to get off work.
The cashier who cleaned the table put on a headscarf and pulled out a basket from under the table.
This scene left Zhao Jun stunned.
"You are carrying so much money, so be careful when you leave." The female cashier was very nice and gave Zhao Jun some advice.
"Ah." Zhao Jun smiled and said, "It's okay. We brought our weapons with us, but we didn't dare to bring them in."
"Thank goodness you didn't bring it in." Upon hearing this, the female cashier instantly became serious and said, "If you had brought the weapon in, our security guard would have opened fire directly."
After saying this, the female cashier added, "Look at the guns they hold. The bullets are all in the chamber."
Zhao Jun looked back and continued to count the money. They counted their money while the fat father and son chatted with the Wen family father and son and Wang Liu.
Later, the people behind the counter came out and chatted in the lobby while waiting for the end of their shift.
During this period, someone came to withdraw money, but I told him directly that he had no money, so he left.
No one came to deposit money. After Zhao Jun counted the money, five bank staff members and two security guards followed Zhao Jun and his team out.
After taking a look at the closed Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, Zhao Jun and his companions got in the car and headed for RM Bank.
The town was not big, with the fur market, bank, and post office all in this area. In less than five minutes, they arrived at the Agricultural Bank. Zhao Jun took Zhang Yuanmin, Li Ruhai, and Wen Hongchang into the house to withdraw money, leaving Li Baoyu and Jie Chen in the car to look after the money.
It was the same process. Liu Bo withdrew another 50,000 yuan, Wang Shunyi withdrew 20,000 yuan, and Wen Hongchang withdrew 60,000 yuan himself.
Zhao Jun still carefully checked the 130,000 yuan. Although it was troublesome, he couldn't be afraid of trouble when it came to money.
After counting the money carefully, Zhao Jun packed the thirteen bundles of silver into a large hemp sack, and carried it out personally, stuffing it into the car where Li Baoyu and Jie Chen were sitting.
After the payment and goods were paid, Wang Shunyi asked Wen Hongchang and his son whether they wanted to follow their car, but Wen Hongchang refused.
After Wang Shunzi and Liu Bo left in the Alto, Wen Ming asked his father, "Dad, why don't we take my uncle Wang's car?"
"Son, you can't ride in his car." Wen Hongchang whispered, "If we ride in his car, he'll be eyeing our little quilt, and he might try to snatch it from me."
"Ah!" Hearing his father's words, Wen Ming nodded repeatedly. But at this moment, Wen Hongchang suddenly remembered something and said, "Where is my little gold quilt?"
"It's in my uncle Zhao's car." Zhao Jun added, and Wen Hongchang hurriedly ran towards Zhao Weipeng's jeep.
Seeing Wen Hongchang's panic, Zhao Weipeng frowned and said, "Why does he seem to be afraid that I will snatch it from him?"
Wen Ming on the side smiled awkwardly, and Zhao Jinhui pushed his father. Zhao Weipeng didn't understand what his son meant for a moment, and just said: "Son, it's okay, your brother Zhao Jun said, do it for us again."
After saying this, Zhao Weipeng turned to Zhao Jun and asked, "Is that right, brother Zhao Jun?"
"Ah? Ah... yes." Zhao Jun hurriedly responded, but saw Zhao Weipeng frowning and said, "Uncle, why do you think you have no confidence? You have to do this for me."
"Yes, yes, I will definitely do it." Zhao Jun nodded repeatedly and said, "I will do it when I get back."
When Zhao Jun said this, he was really unsure. The mountain leopards would not come just because you told them to.
Before, Zhao Jun thought that he could just let Zhao Weipeng deal with it, and Zhao Jun thought it was just a gimmick.
Unexpectedly, by sheer coincidence, Wen Hongchang became rich after he got the leopard skin quilt. Zhao Weipeng, who saw this scene with his own eyes, felt like he was being scratched by a cat.
Wen Hongchang, who took the leopard skin and leopard skin quilt from Zhao Weipeng's car, was all smiles, but he didn't notice the contempt from Li Baoyu and Jie Chen in the car next to him.
When someone suddenly rushed over just now, Li Baoyu thought that someone was trying to intercept the money of their Chamber of Commerce.
Holding his two treasures, Wen Hongchang went over to greet Zhao Jun and the others and said he wanted to treat them to a meal.
It's not even four o'clock yet. It's been less than four hours since lunch, so no one is hungry. Besides, Zhao Jun and the others had already said that they would take the money and go back.
So what Hongchang said was just a polite remark before parting.
But Zhao Jun couldn't let him go like this, so he hurriedly said, "Uncle Wen, I still have so many skins, when are you going to collect them?"
"Uncle Wen knows, Uncle Wen has not forgotten." Wen Hongchang said, "So I borrowed most of the 290,000 yuan today from friends. I kept a separate portion of the money for buying your skins. But you see, are you going to come again tomorrow, or should I go over there first?"
Hearing Hongchang's words, Zhao Jun hesitated.
Today is February 1988, 2, the twelfth day of the first lunar month.
Zhao Jun and his men wanted to go home for the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, but they still had to travel for two days. And now, the golden bear gall had not been sold yet.
This is indeed a case of tight time and heavy tasks.
Zhao Jun pondered for a while before saying to Wen Hongchang, "Uncle Wen, we will deliver the skins to you tomorrow. Where should we find you?"
"Then just send it directly to our company." Wen Hongchang said so, Zhao Jun asked: "Where is your company?"
"Get in the car now." Zhao Weipeng said to Wen Hongchang, "Take us there."
In this way, Wen Hongchang got on Zhao Weipeng's jeep again and took Zhao Jun and others to a two-story building.
After getting acquainted with each other, Zhao Jun and Wen Hongchang agreed that the delivery time would be 10 o'clock tomorrow morning.
Afterwards, Zhao Jun again declined Wen Hongchang's invitation to dinner, and the group of seven got on the car and returned to Changshan.
On the way back, Zhao Jun did not ride in the same car with the fat father and son, saying that he had something to tell Li Baoyu and the others.
In the car, Zhao Jun said to Li Baoyu and Jie Chen, "Baoyu, Xiaochen, let's set out together tomorrow morning. We will go to Anguo to sell bear gallbladders, and you two will drive here to sell the bear skins. After you sell them, you two will take the money and return immediately."
"Where are you going, brother?" Li Baoyu asked. Zhao Jun said, "Back to Uncle Zhao's company."
"Why don't you park the car in the garage?" This was asked by Xie Chen, but this time Zhao Jun shook his head and said, "No, doesn't his yard have a mail room? You can park it at the door."
"Brother." At this time, Zhang Yuanmin said to Zhao Jun, "Why don't we ask them to return the car to the garage? What about them being in the car?"
"No need." Zhao Jun shook his head and said, "There aren't many people in his courtyard. After that, Baoyu, you two can go to the street and see if there is any place selling cooked food. You two can buy a roast chicken and some other things. Have some with the old night watchman."
At this point, Zhao Jun pointed out the window and said, "Park the car outside so they can see it from inside the house."
"That's right." Zhang Yuanmin responded, and then said to Li Baoyu who was driving in front: "But Baoyu, remember, you can't drink."
"No!" Li Baoyu said firmly, "We definitely can't."
"You two buy two packs of cigarettes for the old man." Zhao Jun instructed, "After that, take turns sleeping on his kang. When you are refreshed, we can drive back tomorrow night."
"Ah?" Zhao Jun's words surprised the four people. Li Baoyu, who had been to Anguo last time, asked directly: "Brother, you will be back from Anguo tomorrow, so it won't be evening?"
"We'll leave at night!" Zhao Jun said, "This trip costs about one million yuan. Can you sleep well if you don't leave?"
(End of this chapter)