Rebirth of the Wild Age

　　 By the end of October, the wasteland east of the cannery had started.

The local construction team requested by 　　 does not have excavators. They only use shovel and **** to excavate the foundation, and then build a large, level building. Basically, it can be done in one and a half months, and the production line will almost be shipped by then, and the production capacity will be greatly increased in about December.

　　The newly approved land area is not big or small, about 60 mu, of which nearly half is cultivated land.

　　 Since the cannery's sales volume was amazing last month, both Secretary Fan and Mayor Huang are happy to see the cannery grow. Not only took the initiative to help fix the land, but also contacted the bank to give a loan of 5 million yuan, which greatly eased the shortage of funds for the cannery.

　　 For loans, the bank is also very happy, although the cannery owed several million before.

　　 The triangular debt problem in the late 1980s has not been completely resolved so far. Bad debts and bad debts are everywhere. In addition to the overheated investment and repeated construction in various places, the central government can only issue policies to suppress it. Banks dare not arbitrarily extend loans, and it is difficult to find suitable lending targets. Prosperous companies such as canneries are very high-quality customers.

　　 With red and white, it is commonplace in the world.

　　 Two months ago, the bank urged the cannery to repay, but now it continues to lend with a smile, as if for fear that the cannery would owe too little.

　　 Yang Xin has left Rongping for Shanzhou, and Guo Xiaolan also passed by. They are responsible for negotiating the production line. In the absence of the general manager, Song Weiyang had to temporarily take over his duties and teach Chen Tao how to manage the company every day.

　　 Zhang Guodong stayed, selected clever workers in the factory, and started short-term marketing training.

　　 Zheng Xuehong, a supervisor and human resources supervisor, also put down his job and went to other cities and counties to discuss joint venture matters.

　　 Although the sales of canned Qiqiao cup gifts are declining, and canned water cups are also facing more and more fierce competition, the cannery still needs to continue to expand production, because the new "Thousand Paper Crane" cans are about to be launched on the market.

In order to avoid the embarrassing situation of short supply at the beginning, Song Weiyang decided to stockpile the goods for two months first-let the joint factory produce canned water cups and gift cans, and his own factory will make every effort to produce the new product "Thousand Paper Cranes" to ensure that there will be enough after the advertisement is released. Supply amount.

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　　 The weather is getting colder and colder.

　　 Chen Tao has already put on a wool sweater, tight-fitting, and outlines the bust and waist curve even more amazing. She put down the phone and shouted inside: "Chairman, Supervisor Zheng's call, I'll transfer it for you!"

　　 "Okay." Song Weiyang put down the textbook.

　　 The call is connected soon.

　　 Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Old Zheng, the joint venture talks are going well, right?"

　　 "It's not going well," Zheng Xuehong said on the phone, "Tengzhou Cannery is reluctant to co-operate OEMs, but they want to sell canned food production lines."

　　 Song Weiyang asked: "What is the specific situation?"

Zheng Xuehong said: "Tengzhou cannery wants to transform to produce beverages. Their canned food production lines are all processed at low prices. Some of them are Italian products. They are packaged and sold for as little as 2 million yuan. However, they mainly produce canned foods, packed in iron boxes. Kind, do we need to buy it?"

　　 Tengzhou Cannery is the largest cannery in Xikang Province. In its heyday, there were more than 1,500 formal workers and 3,000 temporary workers. As early as ten years ago, it could produce hundreds of tons of canned food per day.

　　 Song Weiyang thought about it and said: "We will not make canned food for the time being, and we will not do it in the next few years. Do they have a fruit canning production line?"

　　 "Yes, but they don't sell, they only sell canned food production lines." Zheng Xuehong said.

　　 Song Weiyang said: "You can talk about the situation of this cannery in detail."

Zheng Xuehong said: "The economy of ZZ City is very backward. The cannery is one of their pillar enterprises. Last year, one-third of the workers were laid off. This year, their factory director and city leaders decided to transform and produce orange soda. Originally canned food. The whole line was suspended, but seeing that our canned fruit is selling well, they resumed work again, and the first batch of canned water cups has been put on the market. Really, their food canned production line is very powerful, Italian goods, used to be directly supplied to the military area. Exporting to more than 30 countries, it’s a shame to be so bad in the factory."

　　 "Don't be awesome, canned food has no market, we only make canned fruit." Song Weiyang said.

Zheng Xuehong feels a little regretful: "Well, let me talk to them about joint ventures. Although this cannery mainly produces canned food, their canned fruit can also produce dozens of tons per day. OEM in a small factory."

　　 Song Weiyang said: "Thanks for your hard work, Lao Zheng."

　　 "What are we talking about? Hang it up!" Zheng Xuehong smiled.

　　 Song Weiyang is a little bit emotional. The country's largest cannery is about to die, and the province's largest cannery is about to transform. Very few can survive.

　　 At the same time, it also means more competition.

　　 Song Weiyang took the lead in launching canned water cups, which gave countless colleagues on the verge of bankruptcy see hope. Now even the leading enterprises in the province have begun to produce canned water cups.

　　 Putting down the phone, Song Weiyang shouted at Chen Tao outside: "Sister Tao, let Director Yang pick two clever young people, and follow me to the provincial city tomorrow!"

　　 "Good," Chen Tao ran in and said with a smile, "I'll go with you too."

　　 Song Weiyang said: "You stay in the company and stare, learn more, watch more, ask more."

　　 "Well then." Chen Tao was a little disappointed.

　　As soon as she walked out of the office, Chen Tao saw Lin Zhuoyun approaching. She was in a bad mood, but she still smiled and said, "Miss Lin, why are you here?"

　　 Lin Zhuoyun said: "Let me take a look. Your place is quite small, but it is energetic, unlike other state-owned enterprises that are lifeless. By the way, is Director Xiao Song here?"

　　 "In there, go in by yourself." Chen Tao said.

　　 Lin Zhuoyun jumped into it, then suddenly turned around and said, "Miss Chen, let's go singing karaoke tonight. My cousin is back to the provincial capital. I don't have any friends to play with in Rongping."

　　 Chen Tao answered casually: "Okay."

　　 Lin Zhuoyun smiled and said, "I also called the director Xiao Song, and I can also play bowling and roller skating by the way."

　　 "Vixie!" Chen Tao muttered, turning to leave.

　　 Lin Zhuoyun didn't hear what she was saying, she got inside and knocked on the door and said, "Director Xiao Song, this is Lin Zhuoyun, can I come in?"

　　 "Please come in." Song Weiyang said.

　　 Seeing the mathematics, physics and chemistry textbook on the desk, Lin Zhuoyun smiled and said, "Oh, Director Xiao Song is very hardworking!"

　　 "The college entrance examination will be taken next year, so I must review it quickly," Song Weiyang said.

　　 Lin Zhuoyun asked: "Do you need me to review it for you?"

　　 Song Weiyang randomly found a high school math problem and asked with a smile: "Will you do this problem?"

　　 Lin Zhuoyun looked familiar at first glance and seemed to have some impressions. After careful examination of the questions, she found that she couldn't even remember the basic formulas. She was shocked: "Oh, why can't I even do high school questions?"

　　 "It's normal," Song Weiyang said.

　　 "No, no, I'll think about it again." Lin Zhuoyun immediately sat down, trying to recall the relevant knowledge points, but forgot to go to play with Song Weiyang.

　　 "Then take your time." Song Weiyang read the book by himself.

　　 Scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks, thinking hard, after a full half an hour, Lin Zhuoyun finally solved this medium-difficulty problem. She put down the pen and stretched her waist and said, "I'm exhausted, as if I'm back in high school. At that time, I could do one of these questions in a few minutes."

　　 Song Weiyang smiled and said: "Wait a few years later, you may not be able to make it in one day."

　　 "That's right, I haven't touched mathematics much since my junior year. I have forgotten more than half of high maths," Lin Zhuoyun asked, lying on her desk, tilting her head, "What extracurricular books do you usually read?"

　　 Song Weiyang said: "History and philosophy."

　　 "Don't you read literary works?" Lin Zhuoyun asked.

　　 Throughout the 1980s and early 1990s, China was in an age of learning, and almost all the people read books and newspapers.

　　Literature is naturally the first choice, and philosophy is also very popular. Philosophy books that make people feel boring in the new century are very popular these days. Anyone who translates and pirates a few foreign philosophical works can easily become bestsellers.

　　 Song Weiyang said: "I also read literary works, but not much."

　　 "Do you like poetry?" Lin Zhuoyun asked.

　　 "Haizi?" Song Weiyang said.

　　 Lin Zhuoyun said: "I don’t like Haizi’s poems very much, he is too pessimistic. I like Wang Guozhen, positive, high-spirited, and detached."

　　 Song Weiyang said happily, "I thought you would like Xi Murong."

　　 "I also read Xi Murong's poems, but I don't like them very much. They are overly hypocritical, but lack connotations." Lin Zhuoyun said.

　　 To be honest, UU Read www.uukanshu.com Song Weiyang doesn’t like to chat with young literary young women, he is strenuous, wastes time, and has no other gains other than cheating.

　　 Lin Zhuoyun is very energetic. She has just transferred to Rongping not long ago, and she has no friends to chat with. Since my cousin left, I have been bored at home these days. I caught Song Weiyang and kept talking: "In fact, I also like some poems by Haizi, such as the song "Autumn". I even recited it specially.' Use our bones on the ground/write on the beach: Youth. Then carry our aging father/Time is long, direction is interrupted/Animal fear fills our poetry..."

　　 Song Weiyang had a headache, suddenly remembered something, and smiled: "Tell you a secret."

　　 "What's the secret?" Lin Zhuoyun asked curiously.

　　 "Actually, Haizi's poems are not necessarily pessimistic, he has also written Xiaohuang poems." Song Weiyang said.

　　 "Xiao Huang... nonsense!" Lin Zhuoyun blushed immediately.

　　 Song Weiyang asked: "Do you remember his "Reproduction"?"

　　 Lin Zhuoyun shook her head: "I don't remember too much."

　　 Song Weiyang said: "Then go home and look through it yourself."

　　 "You must be talking nonsense." Although Lin Zhuoyun was very curious, she didn't want to talk about this topic anymore. She glanced at the notebook spread out on the table, "Hey, "A Thousand Paper Cranes"? You can also write poems."

　　 Song Weiyang said: "It's not a poem, it's a lyrics."

　　 "Did you write?" Lin Zhuoyun asked.

　　 "That's it," Song Weiyang said, "I'm going to launch a new canned food. This is a promotional song for canned food."

　　 Lin Zhuoyun said: "Why is there no score?"

　　 Song Weiyang said: "I can't read music, but I already have music in my heart, and I plan to get it to the provincial capital and let someone write it down."

　　 Lin Zhuoyun said: "Then you sing to me, I will help you record the score."