Rebirth of the Wild Age

　　 When Zheng Xuehong and Chen Tao came to Rongping again, Song Weiyang was still negotiating an advertising contract in the provincial capital.

　　 To the west is a busy factory, and to the east is an equally busy construction site. I heard workers say that the east side is digging foundations and preparing to build a new factory.

　　 Zheng Xuehong stood outside the workshop, looking at the spinning assembly line inside, stunned: "Is this the cannery we visited?"

　　 "He too...too great!" Chen Tao said in surprise.

　　 Chen Tao used to be a female worker in a cotton spinning factory. The cotton spinning factory where she works is half-stopped, and two batches of workers have been laid off. The factory director tried his best to no avail, and sometimes he even needed to rely on bank loans to pay his wages.

　　 Because of this, Chen Tao was so surprised that she couldn't imagine how Song Weiyang did it.

　　 Zheng Xuehong scratched his head: "It seems that there is nothing wrong with us. The factory is booming, and there is no shortage of hundreds of thousands of investments."

　　 "Do you still vote then?" Chen Tao asked.

　　 "Do you have a face to vote?" Zheng Xuehong asked back.

　　 Chen Tao was speechless, not knowing what to do.

　　According to their original plan, they invested 500,000 and 150,000 respectively, occupying 16% and 6% of the shares in the cannery. But now, the cannery does not lack that little money at all, and investment is a waste of money.

　　 The two stood there for a moment when Guo Xiaolan suddenly came to the factory.

　　 "Xiao Zheng, Xiao Chen, why don't you say anything when you come back? Sit inside!" Guo Xiaolan smiled.

　　 "Hello Auntie!"

　　 "Sister Guo!"

　　 Guo Xiaolan took them into the reception room and made a tea ceremony in person: "Yangyang and his brother are not there. I went to the provincial city. It may take a few days to come back."

　　 "It's okay, let's sit down and leave." Zheng Xuehong really didn't want to meet Song Weiyang, it was too embarrassing.

　　 If you insist on investing, you will probably fall out and even your friends will not have to do it. Even if Song Weiyang accepted the investment, Zheng Xuehong was still in trouble, and it was difficult to get along with each other again.

　　 The worst ending is that Song Weiyang turned his face and refused to recognize people and let them go.

　　 Although Chen Tao had a thick-skinned face, she didn't want to be embarrassed, and echoed: "Yes, let's take a look and leave tomorrow."

　　Guo Xiaolan is also a personal genius. She guessed the general idea in an instant, and smiled: "Don't go in a hurry, wait until Yangyang comes back. When will the Song family speak for nothing?"

　　 "Sister Guo, I didn't mean that." Zheng Xuehong was extremely embarrassed.

　　 Chen Tao said: "Auntie, I think, the previous investment plan can be changed, we can't take that much."

　　 "You see the truth in adversity. You decided to invest in the cannery at the most difficult time. Although the situation has changed, some things cannot be changed," Guo Xiaolan laughed, "You said, is this the truth?"

　　 Zheng Xuehong and Chen Tao nodded again and again, and they had a very good impression of Guo Xiaolan.

　　 Guo Xiaolan said: "If you feel awkward and want to reformulate the share splitting plan, that's okay. But you have to wait until Yang Yang comes back to talk about it. Let's sit together and discuss it so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

　　 "It should be." Zheng Xuehong said.

　　 Chen Tao changed the subject and said: "Auntie, the cannery is so prosperous now. I saw several trucks waiting to load the goods."

　　 Guo Xiaolan smiled and said, "They were all transported to other counties and cities."

　　Zheng Xuehong said: "The traffic is a bit inconvenient. It would be nice if the government can build the highway."

　　 "Take the railway," Guo Xiaolan said, "The central enterprises in the city have special freight trains, and their goods are not selling well, and the trains are idle, so they rent the wagons to the cannery at low prices."

　　 "That's okay, the train is convenient." Zheng Xuehong nodded.

　　 Guo Xiaolan said: "Even if the production can't keep up, and the fruit is not enough, the local yellow peaches are almost harvested."

Zheng Xuehong had an idea, and suddenly realized that he could contribute. He said: "Our county also produces yellow peaches. Although they are not as good as the varieties here, they are more than enough for canned food. Or, I will contact the fruit growers and take them from Mengping County. All the yellow peaches are here!"

　　 "Do you have a cannery over there?" Guo Xiaolan asked.

　　Zheng Xuehong said: "Yes, I will die."

　　 Guo Xiaolan asked again: "Is the scale of yellow peach planting large?"

　　 Zheng Xuehong said: "The scale is small, and they are all scattered by farmers, but the planting area is very large. In some villages, almost every household has a few yellow peach trees."

　　 "Then you don't have to ship the fruit, it's too much trouble," Guo Xiaolan clinched, "We will ship the packaging, and send a few technical persons in charge to produce it by your county's cannery."

　　 Song Shumin had done this before. At that time, he could not purchase state-owned wineries, and the state-owned wineries were also difficult to operate, so he spent money to let the state-owned wineries produce as OEM.

　　 Zheng Xuehong said with joy: "This is a good thing. The cannery in our county will definitely be happy."

　　 "Let's leave tomorrow!" Guo Xiaolan acted vigorously and resolutely.

　　 "I'll go with you too, maybe I can help!" Chen Tao said quickly.

　　 Zheng Xuehong said: "I can contact the county government, and the county government will take the lead, so that the cannery and fruit farmers will be more at ease."

　　 Zheng Xuehong and Chen Tao are both ambitious people, and they have determined that they can get ahead with Song Weiyang. Once they encounter opportunities, they immediately want to show the value of their existence, and they don't want to be seen as eating rice by Song Weiyang-they are more confident when talking about investment.

　　 Guo Xiaolan was thinking, since Zheng Xuehong’s hometown produces yellow peaches, and there is a poorly managed cannery in the local area. In other places in Xikang Province, this situation may also occur. If the canned food is handed over to these factories for OEM, isn't the most difficult problem now solved?

　　 joint venture!

　　 This is a very popular vocabulary in the late 1980s and early 1990s. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Various state-owned enterprises that have been losing money for years have chosen to associate with star private companies. It is of course happy to be able to provide OEMs for others. If you can't OEMs, you can also put up a joint venture brand to be happy. Vanke has dozens of joint ventures under its name.

　　 Foundry is too ugly, it's like a state-owned company working for a private company.

　　 Guo Xiaolan is now ready to go to various parts of the province under the banner of joint venture to rapidly expand the production scale of the cannery.

　　 Even in places where yellow peaches are not produced, other cans can be made.

　　 Guo Xiaolan gets more excited as she thinks about it. As long as she operates properly, she is sure to include all the loss-making canneries in the province in a short period of time, provided that the sales volume must keep up.

　　 "Xiao Zheng, Xiao Chen, I have an idea..." Guo Xiaolan said with a smile.

　　 In Guo Xiaolan's plan, Zheng Xuehong and Chen Tao once again have a place to use their abilities. Under the banner of Hong Kong businessmen, they visited local governments with Guo Xiaolan to discuss joint ventures.

　　 After listening to Guo Xiaolan's plan, Zheng Xuehong and Chen Tao looked at each other, admiring them in five ways—it's what the **** Doctor Ma!

　　Don't talk about them, even after Song Weiyang learned about the situation, he felt that his mother was very good, at least he hadn't thought of this method for the time being.

　　 After only half a year, Guo Xiaolan incorporated more than 20 canneries as his own foundry workshops through joint ventures.

　　 These companies need Song Weiyang to pay wages, and the cans they produce are also affixed with the Xifeng trademark. As long as the local government permits, Song Weiyang will buy whichever company he wants, and he can easily become a super-large enterprise.

　　 Of course, fools will buy.

　　 OEM is so convenient, the purchase becomes a burden, and the workers in the state-owned factories are not easy to deal with.