Rebirth of the Non-Mainstream Village Chief

Chapter 91 Huge Order
Chen Cangwei is really big.

Although he suffered from extremely dangerous cerebral hemorrhage, the amount of hemorrhage was not much, and the hemorrhage was located in the blind area of ​​the brain. Not only did he recover his life without any danger, but the surgeon also optimistically estimated that it would not have much impact on his future life.

After hearing the news, Chen Tianhe, the eldest son of Chen Cangwei's family, immediately asked for leave and rushed over from the county. Although he didn't dare to delay for a minute on the way, the bus from the county to the city would not be adjusted because of him alone.

Zhang Shaoben was also among them, but the man's mind was obviously not on the patient. When he saw Yang Rui, he immediately dragged him to a secluded place mysteriously.

"Just after you left, I received a call, looking for you..."

Looking at Zhang Shaoben's expression, he knew that the caller must be unusual. Yang Rui guessed seven or eight by blinking his eyelids, but in order to cooperate with Zhang Shaoben so that this old man would not be too disappointed, Yang Rui responded nervously: "Who is it?"

"A female ghost..." Zhang Shaoben seemed to be telling something shady, and pressed his mouth tightly to Yang Rui's ear: "She said that she lives in the White Swan Hotel in the provincial capital, and she asked you to go find her as soon as possible."

Sure enough, the reinforcements from Hong Kong City came... Yang Rui glanced at Zhang Shaoben, and the old man's thoughts were obviously gone astray.

"Uncle Shauben, who else knows about this?"

Zhang Shaoben put on an air of righteousness, and said sternly: "Don't worry, I'll rush this way after answering the phone, and I didn't say a few words to anyone along the way."

Yang Rui glanced at Zhang Shaoben meaningfully: "Don't tell others in the future."

Zhang Shaoben complied with a serious face. A competent assistant to the village head must first be able to protect the secret of the village head. As the elder of the three dynasties, he is naturally no problem.

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provincial capital.

Up and down nine.

Hongguang Stationery Factory.

The director of the factory, Wu Weihua, was sitting in front of his desk with a sad face, and there was a 3000 yuan reminder on the desk.

The wages of the workers in the factory have not been settled this month, so where can he find the 3000 yuan for materials?

It can't be dragged yet.

The other party has made it clear that if they don't see the money within three days, they should go to court and make it clear.

Court……

Wu Weihua lamented, if the trouble really got to that point, he would be the factory manager to the end.

The Hongguang factory two years ago was not as difficult as it is now. At that time, he had just become the factory director not long ago. At that time, the factory wanted money and money and people. He, a young man, patted his chest and issued a military order to the street leaders to actively develop new products and ensure that the annual output value of the factory would double within three years.

But he never imagined that in just half a year, the direction of the market has completely changed.

One new product is launched and one dies, and the money lost in this area is a huge one hundred thousand.

The sales of old products also continued to decline, until the only thing that could be sold in the market with some profit was the tin pencil case.The cost of a pencil case is about [-] cents, and the ex-factory price is [-] cents. You have to sell [-] pencil cases a month to earn enough wages for the workers.

Wu Weihua can't be blamed for not working hard. In the past two years, he has devoted almost all his time and energy to the factory, and he can't blame the workers in the factory for not being dedicated enough. They don't get overtime pay for overtime work, and even their basic wages are discounted.

If you want to blame, you can only blame the policy and the market.

In the past two years, the barriers to entry in the market have been lower and lower, even to the point of being useless. No matter who you are or what your nature is, as long as you have capital, equipment and materials, you can produce products.Especially in the southern part of Zhejiang Province, similar products produced are both beautiful and cheap, disrupting the original market order.

Looking at my own side, goods that sell for less than 1 yuan a month have to support 60 people. It would be fine if they were all working workers, but one-third of them are managers who only eat and don’t work.

If the number 20 bloated staff can be eliminated, the factory can get rid of a large part of its burden, and it can fight price wars with its competitors in the market. Only by making small profits can more sales be achieved. Wu Weihua believes that as long as he can reduce the cost and reduce the burden on the factory, it should not be a big problem to survive.

It's a pity that these ideas are not supported by the street leaders above, and they can only be left in the dream to figure out carefully.

Not without other opportunities.

A few days ago, Director Liu of the Ruiguang Garment Factory next door came to talk to him several times. He planned to merge the Hongguang Factory. The conditions were quite good. All workers in the factory were accepted regardless of age or gender.

The only bad thing is that there are no management personnel in his factory.

Presumably for this reason, he reported the merger plan of Ruiguang Factory to the street, and it was rejected in only one afternoon.

I heard that Director Liu of the Ruiguang Factory later went to Director Song specifically, but the result was still a mess, and then there was no further information on this matter.

However, looking at the prosperity of the factory next door every day, Wu Weihua always feels bad in his heart, and always feels ashamed of the dozens of workers in the factory.

Just as he was feeling melancholy, the phone on his desk rang suddenly. Wu Weihua thought it was another debt collection call, and after a long pause, he picked up the receiver.

It was actually Director Song from the street calling.

Wu Weihua cheered up quickly, first said hello, and then made up a reason to explain why he was late in answering the phone.

Song Wentao seemed to be in a good mood, and didn't care about such trivial things as Wu Weihua's late answering the phone. After a few routine questions of concern, Song Wentao said a little excitedly on the phone:

"I won a foreign businessman for your factory in the district, and showed the products of your factory to the foreign businessman. The foreign businessman is very satisfied, and initially plans to order 20 pencil cases from your factory..."

20?

Wu Weihua was startled, his hands trembled, and the microphone almost dropped.

"In terms of price, I also searched for the opinions of foreign businessmen for you. As long as it does not exceed [-] cents, foreign businessmen can basically accept it. The only problem is the production capacity. Foreign businessmen need this batch of goods in a hurry. The school will start soon, right? The foreign businessman hopes to get this batch of goods within a month."

Wu Weihua was excited at first, but then he was poured cold water on him.

The delivery price of 20 cents means that he can get a profit of 6000 cents for a pencil case. An order of [-] pieces is [-] yuan. With this huge profit, not only can his factory survive, but it can also live comfortably in the next two years.

However, in only one month, how can he produce 20 pencil cases?

Even if the equipment is good, there will be no faults at all for a month, and the workers will work in three shifts, 24 hours a day. After a month, he can only produce 12 at most, and the remaining [-] gaps, how to make up?
At this moment, it is an excellent opportunity to reflect the level of leadership. Knowing Wu Weihua's embarrassment, Song Wentao smiled easily, and then pointed out: "Can a living person be suffocated to death by urine? You have an order in your hand, and you are afraid that you can't find the supply?"

One word awakened the dreamer, and Wu Weihua suddenly realized.

right!

There is never a shortage of goods in the market. With the purchase price of [-] cents a piece, the gap can be filled in up to three days. The only disadvantage is that it needs to be re-printed, which costs more.

Thinking of the cost, Wu Weihua immediately felt a new embarrassment.

There is only less than 1000 yuan left in the account of the factory. For such a large order, raw materials must be purchased for production, and cash needs to be paid to receive the goods in the market.

"Director Song, will the foreign businessmen pay the deposit?"

Song Wentao replied in a tone of merit: "This is a very formal and sincere foreign businessman. Of course they will pay a deposit. According to the rules, after the contract is signed, they will immediately pay [-]% of the purchase price as a deposit."

That's 1 yuan, which is 4 yuan short of the cost.

When Wu Weihua settled the account, Director Song couldn't help frowning.

He intends to pull Hongguang Factory, but the street can't come up with so much money. Let's find a bank loan. The bank has never paid attention to a small factory like Hongguang Factory, and as the director of the street office, he has nothing to say in the bank.

It may be a solution to ask the leaders of the district for help, but it will take time to find a suitable opportunity, and foreign businessmen are in urgent need of goods, and distant water cannot quench their thirst.

In the midst of his dilemma, a bright light suddenly flashed in Wu Weihua's mind. The business of the Ruiguang factory next door is so prosperous, he must have made a lot of money. Thirty to fifty thousand yuan is an astronomical figure for him, but it might just be sprinkled with water for others.

Although the Ruiguang factory is a private factory, it has to accept the leadership of the street when it opens here. Director Song's greeting must be useful.

Wu Weihua couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly reported this idea to Song Wentao.

Song Wentao hesitated after hearing this.

This kind of thing, to put it bluntly, is to ask someone, let him be a dignified director of the street office to ask a private boss, this face... I really can't hold it.

But the difficulties of Hongguang Factory are really in front of us. After the difficulties, there will be a real great opportunity. After overcoming the difficulties, we will be able to grasp the opportunity. If we grasp this opportunity, Hongguang Factory will usher in the dawn.

Song Wentao hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and made a decision: "Sure, then I will call Director Liu of Ruiguang Factory."

(End of this chapter)