industrial maniac

Chapter 11 Former Site of Xiaoya Fan Factory
"It's fine if you set out the cost, why analyze the factory manager's preferences, personality, where to live, where is the hometown, and the way to and from get off work?"

Holding the cost list of the Xiaohu Town Toy Factory, Xu Fei read the first half of it, and saw the following paragraphs, full of black lines.

We are a serious manager of a foreign company, so we look like a gangster club.

This reminded him of the big cousin who squatted in a cell to peel garlic every time he helped his brother get ahead in the same way.

Huang Banzhu smiled awkwardly, "I'm used to fortune-telling, and I like to think about it when I have nothing to do. Besides, we make toys, and others make toys, and our colleagues are enemies. We will have a fight sooner or later. Don't we prepare in advance?"

"Then you might as well touch the other party's annual output."

"Huh? Makes sense. I'll go back later."

"If you do this, I guess people have already reacted. I'm afraid they will be beaten up by the security guards before they get in."

"Right."

Huang Banxia was also worried about being beaten to death, so he secretly warned himself to stay away from the Xiaohu Town Toy Factory in the future, and then took out a suit with a different size, "Manager, try it?"

Huang Banxia is a man who has seen the world.

Going to the county seat to buy a suit, not only used up the recent commission, but also paid a lot of money.

Slim fit suit, bright black leather shoes, long woolen coat, some shirts and corresponding ties, and an exquisite... plastic watch? !
"Manager, don't look at the fact that this watch is made of plastic. The salesman almost exaggerated it. The brand is the famous Casio, and the model is the F-91w, which is a best-selling watch in the world. It has a battery life of seven years under normal use, and it has a built-in timer, alarm clock, and backlight."

"The salesperson also said that most of us Huaxia people pay attention to the appearance, not the details and connotation. As a result, it gradually withdraws from the domestic market, leaving only five commemorative editions, but overseas, many big shots love it."

Xu Fei dressed neatly, looked in the mirror, listened to Lao Huang's words, and then turned his wrist, instantly felt that the plastic watch was much more pleasing to the eye, and at the same time secretly praised the nephew's good eyesight.

Especially the control of size.

She even knew to buy him large underwear.

However, for an outfit, let’s say more than 3000, plus a brand-name watch...

Xu Fei recalled that the money in his pocket seemed to be only two thousand and six.

If you give less, you will be stingy.

If there is too much, we can't take it out.

Don't give it, how embarrassing.

Xu Fei thought that the loan needs to provide jobs, and the subsequent expansion of the sales market also requires someone to manage it.

Immediately decided to promote Huang Banxia.

This has been promoted, will the salary increase be far behind?

If you ask for more money, I don't want to.

"Ahem, Lao Huang, the company has decided to come to our Huangnigang to build a branch."

"Good thing!"

"The scale is not large, there are only ten production lines."

The basic production line currently has ten conveyor belts, each representing a type of tin toy.

In this way, it can also declare to the outside world that it has ten production lines.

Huang Banyan heard the words and thought for a while, "It's really rare. Even a small toy factory has hundreds of production lines. But it's better than nothing. With this good start, as long as we increase the sales volume, the production line will be sure in the future. more and more."

"It's still you who see clearly." Xu Fei nodded, "These ten production lines are mainly used to supply your large orders. In order to reward you, the company also agreed to my request and nominated you as the sales manager."

"real?!"

"Really, and I will be the factory director and product manager in the future, in charge of production."

"Congratulations, uncle, no, congratulations to Director Xu!"

"Same joy, same joy, Manager Huang."

"Director Xu!"

"Manager Huang!"

Uncle and nephew, you say a word, I say a word, the more you shout, the happier you are, and you can't help shouting a few more words.

Don't you just want to look decent when you live for the rest of your life?
I used to live too suffocated, but now the time is turning...

Huang Ban looked blindly at the sky outside, it was snowing.

Then go for a walk in the street tomorrow!

...............

Pieces of light snow continued most of the night.

Although there was no snow on the second day, the small dirt roads leading to the villages and alleys became extremely muddy.

Early in the morning.

Many people gathered at the north gate of Huangnigang.

On the red brick wall next to the entrance of the 'Yutang Pickles' store, on a small blackboard painted with asphalt, there is a notice of the re-opening of the night school.

Huangnigang collective enterprise 'Xiaoya Electric Fan Factory' went bankrupt, many incidental industries disappeared one after another, and night schools were suspended.

This suddenly reopened...

"What are you training for?"

"There are quite a lot of workshop specifications, electricity usage specifications, hygiene standards, and night watch requirements in the factory area."

"Hey, Merchants Office, recruiting new companies?"

"What do you think, who will come to our poor corner?"

"Makes sense."

"It is estimated that the village is planning to do some kind of labor dispatch. Last year, didn't the old workers of the electric fan factory be summoned, go to night school for a while, and send them collectively to an electronics factory in the south?"

"Don't mention it, people thought they were too old, so they all returned it."

"So are you going to night school tonight?"

"No, the two fields in the north of my house are a bit dry and need to be watered."

Amidst the discussions, Huang Banyan, who was crouching in the corner and observing secretly, felt that the crowd was almost enough, and made his debut.

While walking, he yelled loudly: "Hey, what did I think, isn't it just a foreign company recruiting workers?"

Yesterday he heard from Manager Xu that the company had just come to China for development, and the funds were not in place, so it needed a loan, and the village asked for jobs.

Reopen the night school, and then look at the training program, isn't it just for the toy factory?

Let the local people learn some skills, and wait for foreign companies to recruit, and they can also be ahead of the people from the surrounding towns to apply for the job.

Fat water does not flow into the field of outsiders!

"Foreign company?"

The crowd fell silent for an instant and turned their heads collectively.

I saw a big backed head popping out of nowhere...

No, why does it look familiar?

Tie up your hair, add a goatee, and accessorize with sunglasses.

"Huang Banyan?"

"Call me Manager Huang from now on!"

"???"

"Let me tell you, the re-opening of night schools in the village is to let you learn more skills. When the foreign company's branch factory is established, we will be one step ahead."

"What foreign company?"

"Ironhide, 'raise a batch' of TEP."

"???"

"This is the director of my factory. For the sake of the development of my hometown, I finally applied for it."

"Who is your factory manager?"

"Xu Fei! The son of Xu Dayou's family."

"Isn't he crazy?"

"Nonsense, whoever dares to chew their tongues in the future, I, Lao Huang, the sales manager, will not allow him to join the Iron Sheet Company!"

"..."

Evening school announcements were posted in the village, and Huang Banxia, ​​a stingy old guy, was dressed like this. Although some people questioned it in their hearts, considering the consequences, no one dared to say anything.

Even some quick-witted ones greeted quickly: "Old Huang, let's go, the sheep soup restaurant next door has peeled a new sheep, and we brothers make two cups."

"Old Huang, don't listen to him, let's go to the donkey meat restaurant..."

"Uncle Huang~~"

"Hey!"

Hearing the long-lost address, Huang Banma felt that his bones were crisp.

At the same time, my heart became more determined, and I followed in my uncle's footsteps!
...............

Xu's old house.

Xu Fei never thought that Xiangli would move so fast.

At 10:30 in the morning, the township secretary and the head of the village took a pile of printed paper and knocked on the door with a tired face.

Especially the township secretary, his eye sockets were a little dark, as if he hadn't slept all night, and his hair was unkempt, as if he had driven a motorcycle to the county town.

The mayor was no different, his trouser legs were covered in mud, and his shoulders were wet, as if he had been drenched in snow last night.

at this time.

In front of the three of them was a planning map of Huangnigang.

The township head lit a cigarette, "Xiao Fei, we are not outsiders, and we don't talk nonsense. I told you last time that the province will build a highway and pass it from the west. Considering the transportation problem, the village will build a toy factory." For the [-] mu of land you need, I will help you choose Daze in the west."

Daze's original name was Lei Xiaze.

In ancient times, the ancestors of Yao and Shun used to farm here. Later, the survivors of Jiuli went south and buried Chi You's head here, and Lei Xiaze became an evil lake.

Later, Eze disappeared, and what was planted could not be produced. Affected by superstition, people renamed it Daze.

To put it bluntly, it is a large barren saline-alkali land.

Xu Fei didn't want to choose this place, because it was too remote, and a group of vicious and ruthless people might pop up one day, beating, smashing and looting...

But another blueprint and the following words brought out by the township secretary made him change his mind.

"Xiao Fei, it takes time to build a factory. This cycle is at least half a year. Adding power supply, construction of substations, installation of equipment, and commissioning of equipment, one year may not be enough."

"The township urgently needs to solve the employment problem. Therefore, after overnight discussions, we decided to rent the old site of the Xiaoya Fan Factory to you for free. When the new factory will be built, we will move there."

"As for the former site of Xiaoya Electric Fan Factory, although the factory building is a bit old, it can be used immediately after some repairs and cleaning."

"Especially the electrical circuit. Back then, our electric fan factory was very big. It specially built an industrial circuit with dual power supplies and three-phase five-wire. Later, the factory went bankrupt and should have been dismantled. However, the establishment of the Xiaohu Town Toy Factory required the use of industrial electricity. If you connect smoothly, our side will not withdraw."

"Also, the old employees of Xiaoya Electric Fan Factory are still there. They are very familiar with workshop operation and power management. No training is required. With a little strengthening of regulations, we can solve the recruitment problem."

"In addition, I went to the county town last night to find a familiar leader, stamp the documents used to set up the factory, you sign, and I will give you a loan in the afternoon, and our factory will be able to complete the formalities tomorrow."

Seeing that the township secretary said the same thing, the mayor asked in unison, "Why don't we go to the former site of Xiaoya Fan Factory?"

...............

The former site of Xiaoya Electric Fan Factory is located at the east gate of Huangnigang.

Take the provincial road and enter Huangnigang to see it.

When the fan factory was in glory, Xiaoya fans not only sold well all over the country, but also went through foreign trade, and almost supported half of Huangnigang.

It can be said that in other places, there are coal towns and steel towns. In the past, Nanwa, the superior unit of Huangnigang, was called Fan Town by the surrounding areas.

It's a pity that the spring breeze of reform is blowing in the south, and various tax rebates, discounts, and technology introductions have caused the Xiaoya electric fan located in the north to lose its market competitiveness in an instant.

If you can't sell things, can't get funds, and can't develop new technologies, you will be eliminated soon.

When Mr. Xu was alive, he was the director of Xiaoya Electric Fan Factory. In order to improve the predicament, he couldn't sleep because of worry all day long, and smoked cigarettes one after another. Finally, he suffered from lung cancer and went to see his grandmother with aggrieved feelings.

Xu Fei walked in the Xiaoya fan factory, and his thoughts returned to his childhood.

Lao Xu is not at home, he and his grandfather depend on each other for life, and his grandfather is busy with work, so he eats and lives here.

And the degree of familiarity with this place even far exceeds that of Xu's old house.

In other words, this is his childhood.

The gate made of cement, the entrance wall cut out of marble, the extremely wide inner and outer squares, and dozens of rows of red brick and large tile-roofed buildings form factories, warehouses, and repair rooms.

In addition, there are staff dormitories, a comprehensive canteen, men's baths and women's baths...

Security Section, Armament Depot...

That's right, the armory!

In the past, there were even a few anti-aircraft guns in the factory, not to mention chug chug.

the other side.

The township head and the township secretary stood together.

The township secretary looked at the figure in the distance and wondered: "I always feel that this kid has a maturity that doesn't match his age."

The mayor shook his head, "That's because you don't understand him."

"How to say?"

"I didn't have a mother since I was a child, my father went to join the army, and my grandfather was busy with work. Do you think such a child will be bullied?"

"definitely will."

"But Xu Fei didn't. Not only that, the whole village is willing to follow him, fight together, and if they can't fight, they will be singled out together."

"..."

"Later, Mr. Xu got lung cancer, and Mr. Xu couldn't come back from the battlefield. This kid sold everything to see his grandfather. If Mr. Xu hadn't pulled out the oxygen tube himself, this kid would have sold his ancestral house. This matter, this shock, this experience, What kind of psychological changes do you think it will bring to a ten-year-old child?"

"Unbelievable."

"Later, Old Xu spread the news of his change of job. This kid was so excited for half a year that he even ran back from school to Huangnigang, rushed into the township compound and beat up the family planning director. However, Old Xu was pushed out. And this kid, Getting the first place in primary school every year, just a few days before the junior high school exam, and the college entrance exam is about to be taken, but he is dismissed as mentally ill and slandered as a lunatic... For ordinary people, it can almost be said that this life is over."

"..."

"So, he is not mature, but strong, stubborn, and struggling!"

"How do you know so much?"

"I used to be a salesperson here, just like a passer-by, witnessing everything that is happening." The township head Wen Qingfan leaned on the rusty iron gate, and said leisurely: "This is also my home."

"No wonder you proposed to rent the old site of Xiaoya Fan Factory to him first."

"Isn't it right?"

(End of this chapter)