Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

  Chapter 125 Courage

  Zheng Qingyun's mouth couldn't close when she was surprised.

  "Don't talk for now, let me take care of it. You said the educated youth cannery is under construction?" Zheng Qingyun felt that it hadn't been long since he and Jiang Xiaobai met last time.

   It was just over a month ago that Jiang Xiaobai had just released it, and he was in a trance because of Liu Mei's affairs.

   But how long has passed since then, how does he feel as if a factory is about to be officially put into production, and sales channels have been laid out.

   "Yes, the factory is being built. The drawings from the city design institute I requested cover an area of ​​almost 8,000 square meters. More than 300,000 bricks have been used. All kinds of large-scale equipment are leased from the county construction team..."

   Jiang Xiaobai nodded.

   "8000 square meters is not too big." Zheng Qingyun muttered. In this era, factories all have canteens, family buildings, and various living spaces.

  Later, when the country retreated and the people entered, when these factories were sold, it was not the factory’s equipment at all, but the factory’s land.

   "The 28 agents, what do agents mean?" Zheng Qingyun continued to ask.

  "The agents were ordered in the units of the city some time ago. They are divided into county-level agents and township-level agents. They get the goods from us..."

   "Where to build roads?"

  "……"

   "Where to rent a truck?"

   "..." Zheng Qingyun was like a problem baby, catching Jiang Xiaobai and asking questions.

  It’s just that the more you ask Zheng Qingyun, the more surprised he is. He can't imagine that in this era when there are not many small vendors.

  Someone even wanted to build a factory on their own.

   And it’s obvious that it's about to succeed now, and the only difference is the production line.

  At the same time, the autumn harvest in Jianhua Village is also in progress. Compared with previous years, when you start to work, you will be lazy, except for small talk.

  It took a long time to move the farm tools in their hands. This year is obviously different from previous years.

  Lao Huang has walked several plots in a row. Every plot is a family. The sickle in the hands of the adults dances quickly. The children in the family can’t do heavy work, so they help out light work.

  It was already more than 12 o'clock at noon, and there were not many who went home. They took out the dry food they brought, and ate them in the ground with cold water.

  The smile on Huang Lao’s face has grown stronger, and the effectiveness of the reform will soon be revealed.

  But when I think that I need to do my own autumn harvest this year, I can’t be happy. In previous years, everyone worked together, as the old Huang, so you don’t need to do it yourself.

  But it doesn’t work anymore. If you don’t do the autumn harvest, you won’t have any work points.

  I am not a big dog like Jiang Xiaobai, so rich.

  In the Lao Zhang restaurant in the county seat, after Zheng Qingyun was shocked, he also helped Jiang Xiaobai consider the feasibility of introducing a production line.

   "I have a classmate in Tonglin City. I am now the deputy mayor. However, there has never been such a thing as a private introduction of production lines, and there has been no practice of selling national assets to individuals."

  Zheng Qingyun frowned and said, state assets are sold to individuals, state-owned enterprises and private enterprises are connected, and private enterprises introduce the production lines of state-owned enterprises.

  There are no private companies at this time, let alone such a thing.

  "Brother Zheng, it is not that we don’t give money. Now the production line of the Tonglin Cannery Factory has made it clear that no one will take over. It is placed in the warehouse. In the end, the machines are rusted, that is, scrap iron is sold."

   Jiang Xiaobai said, in fact, he also understands what Zheng Qingyun said, but although this matter is difficult, people have come up with the solution!

  "Selling scrap iron," Jiang Xiaobai's eyes were thoughtful.

   "Yes, selling scrap iron." Jiang Xiaobai's eyes suddenly lit up.

   "It is impossible to introduce a production line privately, but when buying scrap iron, buy it to the head office of a private enterprise, not to mention that we are not a private enterprise, we are a township and village enterprise."

   Jiang Xiaobai's eyes brighter the more he talks.

  "How can it be possible to sell scrap iron? It is a production line. Although it is a second-hand production line, but the production line is good, how can it be possible to sell scrap iron?" Zheng Qingyun shook his head.

  But Song Weiguo's eyes brightened. Zheng Qingyun joined the work unit after graduating from university, and did not understand the tricky and sordidness of some companies.

  But he started from the bottom of the state-owned enterprise, and has dealt with all the three teachers and nine first class people. It is obviously a good thing like this, and there are too many things to change and sell at a low price.

"Major Zheng, we can do it. As long as there is a problem with the production lines of Tonglin Cannery, and no other state-owned enterprises are willing to introduce them, then there is no need to convert these production lines into scrap and treat them as scrap. questionable."

  Song Weiguo is an old world, already thinking about specific methods of operation.

"Yes, as long as the two production lines are converted into scrap iron, it will be much less difficult for us to purchase scrap iron. Of course, this matter needs to be operated by Tonglin Cannery. At that time, we will purchase the iron at the price of introducing the production line. This batch of scrap iron, isn't the matter resolved?"

  Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said, although the plan was to purchase scrap iron, he did not really want to purchase the two production lines at the price of scrap iron.

  No matter how hard the neck is, no one can wear this hat.

  Zheng Qingyun is an eye-opener today, he never thought that there is such an operation method.

  "This...this...is this inconsistent..." Zheng Qingyun hesitated.

  "This is nothing. We are not really buying these two production lines at the price of scrap iron. We just changed the name and will not cause any loss to the country.

  On the contrary, we are still recovering the loss for the country. Otherwise, the production line will be used for a long time, and finally it can only be processed with scrap iron. That is the real loss to the country..."

  Jiang Xiaobai’s eloquence is good, Song Weiguo didn’t know, anyway, he was watching Jiang Xiaobai about to flick Zheng Qingyun.

   Jiang Xiaobai is of course changing the concept, but selling the production line is indeed a good thing for Tonglin Cannery.

   "Okay, then, I will go back to arrange work in a while, and in the afternoon we will set off to Tonglin." Zheng Qingyun made a decision.

  Seriously, he also wanted to see how far Jiang Xiaobai could develop in the end.

   "I'll toast you a glass, respectful courage, I'm not as good as you." Zheng Qingyun said while looking at Jiang Xiaobai from a glass of wine.

  After finishing speaking, Zheng Qingyun drank it all in one go.

  Jiang Xiaobai also made a toast. He knows the future direction of history and naturally has no scruples.

  (End of this chapter)