But I want to open a billiard table manufacturing factory.
For Li Xiucheng now, he also needs to solve several problems.
The first thing to bear the brunt is the machine tool!
There are no professional machine tools for production. Of course, it is possible to make billiard tables entirely by hand, but the efficiency is too slow.
Since Li Xiucheng decided to enter the field to fight for this meal, he would not give others a chance.
At least within this province, he will definitely become the industry leader!
Therefore, we must pursue production efficiency and quickly expand the market when the trend has just begun!
But during this period, lathes and milling machines were still large machines that ordinary people couldn't buy.
Not to mention that Li Xiucheng doesn't have that much money now.
But Li Xiucheng knew one thing.
Zhou Jianjun, the seemingly loyal director of the machinery factory, has actually been working with his brother-in-law to make extra money by selling used machinery in the factory!
Every year, many machine tools in the factory are sent to the machine tool warehouse of the overhaul team due to damage, aging and other reasons.
When other machine tools of the same model are damaged, parts from the old machine tool are removed and replaced.
The parts that are dismantled or unusable are eventually sold as scrap metal.
Zhou Jianjun secretly used some of these links to mix many machine tools that could have been repaired, or even barely used, into the scrap metal and resold them.
Zhou Jianjun has been doing this matter without leakage and has quietly made a fortune.
It wasn't until many years later when his brother-in-law was drunk outside that he accidentally let it slip.
The implication of Zhou Jianjun, who was already the general manager of a well-known company in the province at that time, turned the ship upside down.
so.
When it comes to the machine tool, Li Xiucheng is ready to operate on director Zhou Jianjun's head!
As for the batch of billiard tables in the factory, it depends on Zhang Zhiyong.
This batch of billiard tables had just arrived at the train station. Because the workers' situation had not yet settled, the factory leaders did not dare to bring the billiard tables back to the factory at the height of the crisis.
I simply put it in an old warehouse at the train station and kept it there for three years.
The warehouse manager of the old warehouse is Zhang Zhiyong’s father Zhang Wanfu!
…
Although my wife has not been there in the past two days, I have heard a lot of news from Sister Ma.
In order to raise a fine of 300 yuan,
The Su family has been in a lot of trouble these days.
My father-in-law and mother-in-law barely scraped together a hundred yuan, and my uncle Su Jiaqiang said he would make up for the rest with the money he planned to buy a new bicycle.
Sister-in-law Xu Qiaoling quit immediately,
She has been thinking about getting a new bicycle for more than a year.
Finally, she came up with a bad idea and asked the man whose wife died to pay the money as a betrothal gift for the second marriage.
Hear this.
Su Xiaomeng was so angry that she declared on the spot that she would find a solution on her own and would never touch a penny from her uncle and brother.
A wife can say something like this.
Li Xiucheng was not surprised at all.
There were many rich people chasing Su Xiaomeng at the beginning. If she was really interested in money, her wife would not marry him despite the opposition of the whole family.
However, it is good news for Li Xiucheng that the Su family is in such trouble.
Maybe, I can take my wife and daughter home while I can.
With this good idea in mind, Li Xiucheng went straight to the factory early the next morning.
When he found that his wife hadn't arrived yet, he went to the director's office first.
On the one hand, he had to pay a fine, and on the other hand, he had to have a "talk" with Zhou Jianjun.
When three hundred yuan was placed in front of Zhou Jianjun's eyes.
He was visibly stunned.
His eyes were full of scrutiny, and he glanced back and forth at Li Xiucheng several times.
At first, Li Xiucheng was known in the factory as having high ambitions but low abilities. After he was fired, he became even more idle and lacked the right skills.
Zhou Jianjun thinks he has a good eye for people, "Have you really gotten rich?"
"How can I make a fortune? I only have this little money, how can I compare with you, the director?"
Li Xiucheng smiled, and Ma Liu handed him an Ashima to light.
"If you make 300 yuan in two or three days, is this still small money?"
Zhou Jianjun crossed his legs, took a puff of cigarette, and sighed: "I am a little production director, and my monthly salary is only 150 yuan."
"Director, what you said is too modest."
When Li Xiucheng said this, he lowered his voice and added: "For you, your salary is just pocket money. The extra money you spend is much higher than your salary."
Hearing this,
Zhou Jianjun's expression suddenly changed, and he said sternly: "Li Xiucheng, what do you mean? I, Zhou Jianjun, never do anything messy!"
"Director, don't get excited."
Li Xiucheng tapped the table with his index finger and reminded: "It is not appropriate for others to hear."
"I walk upright and sit upright, what should I be afraid of!"
Zhou Jianjun's mouth was tough, but his body was very honest. He reached out and closed the half-open window.
"I don't know where you heard the rumors, but I can assure you that I am clean and have not done any bad things to the factory."
"Look at what I'm wearing and what I'm smoking. If I can really make that much money, what can I do?"
As Zhou Jianjun spoke, he pulled off his old shirt and took out his Hongmei cigarettes and threw them on the table.
Li Xiucheng smiled but said nothing.
Zhou Jianjun is a complete miser.
After being the director for so many years, he has a high status in the factory and earns a lot of salary.
In addition, we can make extra money by disposing of old machine tools.
This man was notoriously picky. He hadn't worn new clothes in a few years. He smoked red plums without a filter, which cost 20 to 30 cents a pack, which was cheaper than Daqianmen.
If Zhou Jianjun's brother-in-law hadn't been drunk outside a few years later and spilled the beans, completely exposing the matter,
Otherwise, no one will know,
In the early 1990s, Zhou Jianjun was already worth hundreds of thousands.
"You...why are you laughing?"
Zhou Jianjun, who seemed calm and composed, was actually panicking.
It is impossible to admit.
He couldn't figure out now whether Li Xiucheng really knew about his reselling of machine tools, or whether he just heard some rumors and wanted to beat the old master to death to defraud him.
"Director, there are some things that are boring if you wear too much clothes."
Li Xiucheng picked up the red plum on the table, took out one and lit it himself, "I don't have any bad intentions, I just want to ask the director for a favor."
Zhou Jianjun hurriedly continued: "I have already told you about Su Xiaomeng. As long as you pay the fine, I don't have to report it."
"No, no, that's not what I'm talking about."
Li Xiucheng shook his head: "A friend of mine wants to open a factory and needs a few machine tools."
"machine tool……"
Zhou Jianjun only felt a chill on his back and didn't even react when the burnt cigarette butt burned his hands.
He almost smelled the burnt smell, so he hurriedly fluttered and bared his teeth and waved his hands.
"Li Xiucheng, I don't know what you are talking about!"
"The machine tools in the factory are strictly managed. Not to mention me as a small production director, even the factory director would not dare to resell them privately!"
"I...I can't help you!"
While Zhou Jianjun was talking, he hurriedly wrote the receipt for the three hundred yuan fine and placed it in front of Li Xiucheng: "Let's go!"
"Okay, but please ask the director to think about this matter carefully."
Li Xiucheng took the receipt, stood up and opened the door, then turned around and said with a smile: "By the way, my friend is very capable. The machine tool is not free, and the price will be whatever it is."
Zhou Jianjun, who was drinking water from a large porcelain cup, was so frightened that he almost choked to death.
He rushed forward and saw that there was no one outside the corridor, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Xiucheng had already walked downstairs slowly.
Looking at Li Xiucheng's back.
Zhou Jianjun couldn't figure out how the other party knew about this matter because he had done so flawlessly.
And he was not sure who else knew about this matter.
If it is really exposed...
I'm afraid his happy days as a director are coming to an end.
