Fan Jianguo went back and pondered; he still needed to find the Director of the Freight Office.
Without the director's approval, no one below would dare to assign him a freight wagon.
He bought two bottles of good wine and two packs of good cigarettes and went directly to the director's house.
After all, his train was at midnight.
He knocked on the door of the Freight Office Director's house.
"Who is it?"
"Sister-in-law, it's Xiao Fan, here to see Director Yao."
The door opened, and the director's wife stood at the doorway and glanced at Fan Jianguo, especially noting the items he was carrying. She wasn't too pleased.
People come bringing gifts, and yet her husband told her to turn them away.
But she understood that if her husband said so, it meant this was a tough situation to handle.
As a good wife, she had to do it well nonetheless.