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Having just exited the Energy Research Institute, Fang Cheng summoned his trusted aide, Zhao Anquan.

"How did things go?"

"Boss, the Pasah Islands government has already sent people to various countries to discuss the purchase of large machinery and precision machine tools. However," Zhao Anquan paused, "it's impossible to acquire the most advanced industrial mother machines."

Hearing this, Fang Cheng wasn't surprised. He took a drag of his cigarette, slowly exhaled the smoke, and his eyes turned cold: "Then we'll just have to snatch them."

"Yes, Boss."

Chongxin Industrial is a behemoth-like mechanical industrial group in China, a Fortune Global 500 company. Its main business is in military industry and large mining machinery.

But few people know that this company also produces various machine tools. However, in recent years, China's machinery companies have faced overcapacity. Advanced CNC machine tools still lag behind developed countries, while lower-end machine tools face overproduction and intense competition.

Ren Zhenghua is the director of Chongxin's First Machine Tool Factory.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Buzz--!!!

Inside the factory, the roar of large machinery forging echoed continuously, playing the symphony of steel. On the walls of the factory building, the eight large characters "Civilized Production, Safety First" were painted in red paint.

"Director Ren."

Ren Zhenghua had just finished his routine inspection of the factory, walked out of the workshop, and was preparing to return to his office when a middle-aged man in a suit, tie, black-rimmed glasses, and a bright yellow safety helmet walked up to him.

Ren Zhenghua responded, looked up, and said with a slightly teasing smile, "Oh, Director Wu is here."

The person who came was Wu Chang, the director of the investment promotion bureau of their Luo City. He just didn't know what wind had blown him here today.

Ren Zhenghua was wondering in his heart, but his wrinkled face showed a smile like a blooming chrysanthemum. He grinned, used his hand to prop up his safety helmet, and said, "Why do you have time to come here today?"

Wu Chang, however, wasn't in the mood to joke with Ren Zhenghua. He looked seriously at his old classmate, leaned close to his ear, and said quickly, "Old Ren, I'm here on serious business this time."

Ren Zhenghua looked at Wu Chang's serious expression, his smile faded, he stretched out his hand and said, "Come on, let's go to my office to talk."

Wu Chang nodded and went to the director's office with Ren Zhenghua.

Inside the director's office.

"What?" Ren Zhenghua excitedly stood up from his chair, walked around the desk to Wu Chang, who was sitting on the sofa, and said anxiously, "Is the news reliable?"

Looking at his old classmate's anxious appearance, Wu Chang picked up the teacup on the coffee table, took a sip of tea, and smiled: "This is what our bureau chief said personally during the meeting, what do you think?"

When Ren Zhenghua saw Wu Chang's calm and collected appearance, he became even more excited. He slapped Wu Chang's shoulder hard and said with a smile: "Old Wu, you've done me a great favor this time."

Wu Chang looked at his old classmate's excitement and couldn't help pouring cold water on him: "Don't get too excited yet. Although this is a big piece of fat, it's not certain whether you can eat it. After all, you know the situation of the domestic machine tool industry now. There are too many wolves and not enough meat."

Hearing this, Ren Zhenghua calmed down. Indeed, it was still hard to say whether Pasah Islands' huge order would find their factory.

After all, although Chongxin Industrial is a behemoth, it doesn't mean that they are also so awesome in the machine tool industry. In fact, their machine tool manufacturing factory can only be regarded as second-rate in the entire China.

Compared with enterprises such as Beijing First Machine Tool Factory, it seems insignificant.

But so what? Just because others are big doesn't mean that their technical level of producing machine tools is higher than theirs. When it comes to the manufacturing level of machine tools, their factory is really not afraid of anyone except for the high-end CNC machine tools.

"When will their representatives come to us for inspection?" Ren Zhenghua asked quickly.

"They should be here in three days," Wu Chang was afraid that his hopes would be too high and he would be disappointed, so he added, "Don't get too excited, what if you end up with nothing..."

"Can't you say something nice?" Ren Zhenghua glared at him.

"Okay, okay, consider me being nosy." Wu Chang said with a wry smile, but seeing his friend's confident appearance, he really couldn't bring himself to discourage him anymore.

In fact, he also hoped that his friend could win this order. In recent years, the machinery manufacturing industry has been cold, and Chongxin Industrial's stock price has also been affected by this, and has been sluggish. The machine tool manufacturing factory under its banner is even in a state of near death.

The factory is almost in a state of working desperately when there is work, and resting when there is no work. If this continues, perhaps the machine tool manufacturing factory will really face bankruptcy before long.

When the factory closes down, it will be a problem to settle these people, not to mention the unemployment of old classmates, and the investment promotion bureau will also lose face. This is also the reason why the bureau chief asked him to quickly notify Ren Zhenghua.

Everyone is holding a luxury in their hearts.

The employee dormitory building of the machine tool factory.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and the lights in the dormitory building were almost all on. In dormitory 608, there were two bunk beds, with a total of four employees living there. During this period of time, they had no work to do, and they only received the minimum basic salary every month.

Inside the dormitory, four people were sitting around a small table playing cards.

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"Hey, we have no work to do day after day, when will this end? This monthly salary is not enough to buy a few packs of cigarettes."

A man who was almost thirty years old with a pointy mouth and monkey cheeks complained.

"Zhou Hao, stop talking nonsense, do you smoke 2,000 yuan a month?" A middle-aged man who was obviously much older than him scolded with a smile.

"Team leader, aren't I just chatting idly?" The pointy-mouthed and monkey-cheeked man named Zhou Hao quickly begged for mercy.

Liu Zhenyu glanced at him and ignored Zhou Hao, but looking at his slightly frowned brows, it was obvious that he was also very worried.

"Pair of threes," Liu Zhenyu played a card and looked at Zheng Jian, who was next, and asked with a smile, "Xiao Zheng, when is your child due?"

"Pair of sixes," Zheng Jian took a card, "About three months away."

Zheng Jian had only been working in this factory for more than a year. He had been working in another factory before, but the original factory's performance was not good, so he chose to change factories, but the result was still unsatisfactory.

However, this factory is, after all, a factory under Chongxin Industrial. The benefits of a large enterprise to its employees are basically available in this factory, but the performance of this factory is not good.

A factory with poor performance, even if it is a large enterprise, will not spend idle money to support it. When the factory closes down, the resettlement of these people will be another problem.

Everyone gathers together to play cards, not necessarily without the intention of relieving each other's worries, but these things are decided by the big shots in the factory, and they, the little shrimps, can only wait for the judgment of fate.

Unless they don't want to do it themselves, but nowadays, where can you find a job with good benefits and treatment?

"Xiao Zheng is getting married and having children at such a young age?" The pointy-mouthed and monkey-cheeked Zhou Hao said in a sarcastic tone again. He himself was almost thirty years old, and because of his love of drinking and gambling, he had not been able to find a wife. Seeing Zheng Jian, who was so young, had already married and had children, he was naturally a little jealous.

Zheng Jian didn't say anything when he heard Zhou Hao's slightly sarcastic words. He was a newcomer and came to this factory just to make money and didn't want to cause trouble.

"What's wrong with Xiao Zheng getting married young? Do you think everyone is like you?" Zheng Jian didn't speak, and Liu Zhenyu next to him was unhappy and scolded Zhou Hao.

Obviously, Liu Zhenyu had a lot of prestige in this dormitory. Zhou Hao was scolded by him and didn't dare to say anything more.

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