"The problem in the machine repair shop is quite big. There are only a dozen people working, but there are more than 30 employees. The equipment is old, the products can't be sold, and the capable employees have ran away, and the rest can't do anything. These are exactly in line with the general situation reported in the newspaper."
"Steelmaking... Why do you always ask about steelmaking? It is said that the indigenous method of steelmaking is not reliable. We don't have coal mines in Nantou Township. Can we use wood to make iron? Even if we have coal, we need coal. It can be used only when it becomes coke. Ironmaking is difficult, so don't think about it."
"How did you get this canned meat? It tastes weird. The kids love it. They love it. Xiao Zhou, it's great for you to have a way. I also take advantage of it."
Nantou Township Primary School, the old principal pulled Zhou Qingfeng to chat.
The third time the coupon was redeemed for'recyclable garbage', it was neither shared bicycles nor household appliances, but a ton of expired meat cans. Looking at the label, it seems to be for the military. A small number of them were produced in the 1980s, and some were produced in the 70s.
Thirty years later, the army cleared its inventory, and this canned meat could only be thrown away to feed pigs. But in the hands of Zhou Qingfeng, it has become a'good product that has just been produced for a few years.' He doesn't want to eat it himself, but many people are rushing to ask for it.
Canned meat can’t be bought at a price. One ton is only 2,000 cans. At the current price of meat, it’s at most 2,000 to 3,000 yuan, which is far less profitable than selling household appliances.
Zhou Qingfeng simply took these canned meat as a gift, and by the way brought half a ton to the school. Every one of the students and teachers had them-many children were seven or eight years old and were thin and small, and they looked distressed.
The sealed can has a long shelf life and can be eaten as long as it does not swell. It can be regarded as improving a few meals for the school. The old principal raised his beard for this joy, and forced Zhou Qingfeng to sit down for a chat, particularly concerned about the latter's'contracting machine repair factory'.
This matter spread throughout Nantou Township within a day or two, and Zhou Qingfeng couldn't deny it. But he only had less than 50,000 yuan in his hand, and he didn't realize that he could contract a factory.
Except for Zhou Qingfeng, everyone else felt that only he could do this. Because the biggest trouble of the machine repair shop is the lack of working capital, the people in the factory are distracted, and work is almost stopped. But he wanted to push but couldn't push it away, and he was upset.
The principal ate the canned meat sent by Zhou Qingfeng and gave him an idea. Suddenly an officer came from the township government, looking for him everywhere, always finding the school. The latter opened his mouth and asked, "Xiao Zhou, is it true that the contracting of the machine repair shop is true?"
If there is no one word in the horoscope, how can it be more and more true
Zhou Qingfeng's angry nose was crooked. But the old principal didn't wait for him to speak, put down the canned meat in his hand, and said rushingly: "Of course it's not true. We are not clear about the bad debts of the machine repair factory.
Xiao Zhou responded to the government's call and took the lead in getting rich. How much benefit did it bring to our town? But his money didn't come from the wind. Surely it can't be thrown into the mess of the machine repair shop. Xiao Zhou, don't you think? "
Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the principal with slanted eyes, and said in his heart: "I have let you talk, what do you want me to say?"
The office worker in the township was not annoyed. Instead, he took the initiative to sit down and beckoned: "Eh..., your canned meat smells very fragrant, give me a can. Let's talk while eating, don't be so angry."
The old principal held the canned meat on his desk with one hand, and said coldly: "They are all from the same country, don't be sloppy. Let me tell you, what are the conditions in the village? Make it clear that these cans are yours."
The grassroots officers these years are very slippery. He grabbed a can with a hippy smile, opened the lid with a finger button, took a mouthful of meat, and laughed cheerfully: "What are the conditions in the village? Find someone to lose your burden.
Xiao Zhou silently gave a gift to everyone in the township government. The quality of the imported radio you sold before is really good. My son likes it very much. It's only 20 yuan, which is cheap.
Your move is really eye-opening for us, more profitable than those who only come to give gifts. If you want something, just leave it behind. Those who want money can change hands and sell them as soon as they are sold. People can't pick out the thorn at all. "
Zhou Qingfeng listened straight. The most of his last batch of household appliances were radios, and many of them came with boxes. Most of these radios were bought by people from the township government. After they bought them, they could make a fortune when they sold them.
Everyone felt that this kid was giving gifts secretly, and the people in the township government were also waiting for Zhou Qingfeng to ask. Waiting for the sudden rumors that this kid wanted to'contract the machine repair factory', the heads and brains in the village were relieved.
Sending such a big gift, I thought it would raise some big problems. It turned out to be such a small matter. Many state-owned enterprises have difficulties in operating these years, and there are many empty-glove white wolves. It's just a small township machine repair factory, and it can be given to Zhou Qingfeng for nothing.
The clerks in the village snorted and ate up a box of canned meat, leaving no soup in the tin box. He wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth and whispered: "The township hopes that Xiao Zhou can pick up all the debts and personnel of the mobile phone repair factory."
The old principal did everything, "No way."
The township officer himself shook his head, "I don't think I can do it. Who would be that stupid? There are hundreds of thousands of debts in the machine repair shop, and there are many idlers who don't work.
There is nothing valuable in the factory, only a few old grandfathers' machine tools, punches, grinders, and forges. After so many years of depreciation, that pile of tatters has long been worthless. "
The secretary said to Zhou Qingfeng: "Xiao Zhou, if you really want to build a factory, why bother with the machine repair factory in our town? Not to mention the county, there are several factories in the town that can’t open wages. I beg your grandpa to wait like grandma. Someone will take over."
Zhou Qingfeng replied in an angry heart, "Isn't I limited by my mission, I can only develop in Nantou Township. If I want to completely break away from this place, it depends on how much I contribute to the township."
Raise Nantou Township's GDP by 10%. Now this matter is still unsuccessful!
The secretary just came to ask a question and send a message. He subconsciously felt that this was impossible, and without waiting for Zhou Qingfeng to give a reply, he grabbed two more boxes of canned meat and was about to return to his life.
It happened that Teacher Ma suddenly appeared in a hurry, and led several people to Zhou Qingfeng, and said happily, "Bad boy, do you see how well I have done things for you today? The finance, accounting, and veteran workers of the machine repair shop are all Brought to you."
Sister, I am so... Thank you!
Zhou Qingfeng grabbed his head frantically, unable to speak. When the township officer wanted to leave, he almost shouted farewell. Who knows that Ma Jing is making trouble again, he really wants to shout: "I didn't say from beginning to end that I would contract a machine repair shop!"
But the people in the machine repair factory were more active than Zhou Qingfeng. Finance and accounting moved all the books in the factory and spread them out directly. Ma Jing also took the initiative to greet, "Come on, talk slowly, eat a box of canned meat to moisturize your throat. Don't be polite to this kid, he has money."
Upon seeing this posture, the old headmaster calmed down, and the township officer turned his head back. Looking at Zhou Qingfeng's expressionless face and sitting still, the people in the machine repair shop felt that'this man is calm, the city mansion is quite deep, and the method is so good, it is definitely not a thing in the pool'.
When the accounts were rolled out, the financial officer said loudly: "The existing employees of the Nantou Township Machinery Repair Factory are **, including retirees** and current employees**. How much wages are owed by the factory, how much money is owed to suppliers, and how much is owed to supply and marketing cooperatives. , How much is owed to the savings bank, how many accounts receivable... ”
It took an hour for the simple accounts to be reported, but Zhou Qingfeng was depressed and broke. In the end, he was really impatient and stopped the accountant of the mechanic repairing factory who wanted to continue to check the accounts. He coldly shouted, "You tell me, can such a bad factory be saved?"
Finance and accounting are all stunned, without any ideas. An old worker who followed was silent from start to finish. At this moment, he said: "The factory is hopeless, but it doesn't mean that the workers and equipment in the factory are useless."