Knight of the Light

Lin's small living room was still lit.

Seeing his daughter return, Dad Lin sighed and said, "In fact, Zhou Qingfeng's scolding in the newspaper is clear to me, and I cannot say that the scolding is unreasonable.

I asked myself and felt that I hadn't made any achievements in my life. All day I just drank tea and read newspapers. As soon as I sat in the office for a day, the days were mixed. "

Dad Lin reached out and patted his daughter's shoulder. "Fortunately, I have a daughter who is very motivated and is a useful person for the country and society."

Brother Lin was unhappy when he heard it, and whispered next to the station, "Dad, what do you mean by that? Am I just a waste?"

Dad Lin lamented his life in sorrow, and his son was interrupted. He reached out his finger to his son. "You are a little bit useful and you won't marry your daughter-in-law now."

One shot will kill, my brother shut up.

Father Lin looked at his daughter again, "Xiao Wan, you are too naive, and you want to talk to the troublesome guys the other day. Those people won't listen to you at all.

At this point, you should learn from your general manager Zhou, the means is fierce. "

Speaking of "means", Lin Wan quickly opened the bag she had brought with her and took out more than a dozen pages of torn paper and put it back on the table. "Dad, look at this."

Daddy Lin felt strange, took a few glances at his glasses.

Brother Lin's brother also took a peek at the probe. He only scanned a few titles, read the passage that he was interested in, and immediately screamed:

"What the kid wrote? Support the development of SMEs, increase social employment, and provide loans?

Girl, when you go home, you ask me if I want to be the boss, is that why? Would my brother-in-law be willing to loan me a company?

It was so sudden that I was not prepared. "

The Lin family's parents were all watching the content of the system reform at the front, and only later saw the aspect of economic development. Hearing his son's scream, they both looked up and shook their heads.

"Dad, what do you mean?" Brother Lin asked, "Let me keep a low profile?"

Lin Wan replied angrily: "Brother, you are not the one, just forget it."

Brother Lin was severely hit.

Lin Wan said to her father, "Dad, would you like to come out and open a factory?"

Daddy Lin was surprised ...

Lin Wan continued: "I revised Zhou Qingfeng's draft tonight and talked to him a lot. He hopes to grab the main business and give up the branches. All the businesses with low technical content and low profits are outsourced.

For example, the "Holy Light" logistics department previously hired a chef to cook for the staff. The people who are now hired set up two companies to provide catering services to the Holy Light.

Dad, you are an old technician from the battery factory. You also have the prestige in the factory. Can you take the lead in convening someone to set up the battery factory again. "

Daddy Lin asked in surprise: "Isn't the battery factory sold to you" Holy Light "? Do you want to buy it again?"

Lin Wan said: "The talents in the company" Shengguang "happen to have no one who understands the battery. Mr. Zhou actually fancy the battery plant's land, and he wants to dispose of those equipment through notification.

Dad's face suddenly turned white. "The battery factory has laid off more than a thousand people. Should the remaining hundreds of numbers also be cut off?"

Lin Wan nodded solemnly.

Dad's face was even more bleak. "So what do you want me to do?"

"General Zhou's idea has not been decided yet. The battery plant still has to be rescued. I'll go to ... and persuade him. Let him take out a sum to carry out technical renovations to the battery plant."

Lin Wan didn't finish talking. The old brother beside him couldn't help but interject.

Lin Wan stared angrily at her brother, but did not answer. She continued to say to her father: "Dad, Mr. Zhou is a black-faced villain who has cleaned up the garbage from the battery factory.

Now a good person with a white face is needed to clean up the situation.

I deliberately tapped and asked today, and Zhou said that the battery industry has a lot of room for future development. Even the oldest lead-acid batteries have a long-term market.

If you can get more advanced lithium batteries, there will never be a shortage of money-making business. I think this is not as good as ours. "

This seems pretty good!

Listening to her daughter's words, Dad Lin was sitting in the living room for a long time without thinking.

Instead, the Lin family's mother was numb when she stood next to her. She pushed her husband hard. "Old man, what are you doing? This is for you to be the factory manager!"

Brother Lin was also almost happy to cheer. "Dad, promise it quickly. This will definitely happen. The waste in the factory will be expelled. Who knows better than your technical section chief?"

You come forward to regroup your staff. At least a few hundred people have food to eat and feed hundreds of families. This is a merit! By the way ... I am a deputy director. "

Lin Wan knocked on his brother's mind, "You'll be a driver for me, don't bother. This is a battle against the water, and it will be poked for a lifetime.

Dad took a deep breath, raised his chest, exhaled long. A few words from his daughter really made the thunder and lightning thunder in his mind, something that never occurred to his mind.

But he was cautious after all.

"Debt in the factory ..." Father Lin said.

Lin Wanli immediately replied: "'Holy Light' bought the battery plant and all the debts were bought out."

"The supplier's side ..."

"I'll go and talk to Mr. Zhou and let him invest. If I don't dare to say more, there must be five million."

"What about sales? To whom do we make the batteries? What if we stock up? Millions of funds won't last long."

"I went to Zhou Qingfeng to find a way. Big deal, I bet on myself and followed him. Anyway, I shouldn't look down on anyone else in my life."

Lin Wan said extremely desperately.

Father Lin frowned, but shook his head after thinking about it, "Let me think about it, think about it. I have never thought about it, never thought about it."

A pair of children were very anxious, but Father Lin got up and went back to the room to sleep. Just lying on the bed, he stared at the dark ceiling and didn't sleep well all night.

Become a factory manager? Is this something ordinary people can do?

By the next day, Lin Lin got used to getting up early. Just got up and sighed, he was out of work. Last night, his head was groggy, excited for a while, confused, he didn't know when he fell asleep.

Thinking of the suggestion made by her daughter last night, Father Lin still didn't know what to think. He simply went out for activities, sober and sober, and bought an early morning for the home.

As soon as they went out to the entrance of their own alley, a few people suddenly lowered their voices and shouted a few words, "Lin Ke, Chief," and came forward. These people brought gifts such as canned milk powder, and packed them in small bags when they saw Father Lin.

Father Lin was surrounded without a response. Several people laughed at him with a rapturous smile, showing almost.

"You guys ..."

All the employees came from the battery factory. Compared to the batch of office waste that came to trouble last time, these are front-line workers who are usually honest.

"Director Lin, I heard that the battery plant will be restructured."

"Yeah, yeah, what is the constitution of this reform?"

"The factory-run people have been opened. Can those of us who are working do not open?"

"We don't have much pay, and we can't save a few bucks even if we drive."

"Mr. Lin, I heard that your daughter has a close relationship with 'Shengguang'. Can you please ask us for help? A family member will count on my salary. How can I live if I get fired?"

The more workers became more and more sad, they almost cried.

Da Lin's front-line workers can make a few money, Dad Lin knows very well. He glanced down at the gifts he had received, knowing that they were important gifts.

Sometimes for just a trivial matter, the ground floor has to be sullen and go to the door of someone's house and begging. Thirty years later, young people have never tasted the hardships of being inferior.

Ugh ..., a long sigh!