Zhu Zhiyuan was quite comfortable with his attitude, so he acted naturally more modestly and said with a smile: "Secretary Zhou must support me, otherwise I won't be able to drive a few nails even if I am made of iron."
Zhou Yun was also very satisfied with his humility.
Young people are most afraid of sticking their tails up and being arrogant.
Zhu Zhiyuan performed very well, which made Zhou Yun sigh to Lin Zhong more than once: "Those trained by big families are different, they have aristocratic temperament."
Lin Zhong also felt the same way.
Zhu Zhiyuan didn't know their emotions. If he knew, he would definitely laugh out loud.
But he would never tell the truth, not to anyone.
Just misunderstand, sometimes, misunderstanding is more beautiful than the truth.
When Zhou Yun left, thousands of mountains came.
"Lao Wan." Zhu Zhiyuan greeted: "No problem, the production capacity can't keep up."
"Absolutely no problem." Wan Qianshan's chest clapped loudly: "Three thousand cars a month, no pressure at all. If it's 5,000 cars, I'm afraid we have to add a production line to process people. That's okay. If you have money, add a production line. In a nutshell, as for workers, many retired people are actually working for their children. They are only over 50, and some even retired when they were only over 40. Recruit them back, and one can take over the job. At this age, the energy Also, I have a burden, so as long as I give you money, I will be more obedient than an old scalper."
"That's no problem." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded: "Ten thousand vehicles this year, two thousand vehicles per month next year, just keep it stable."
In his previous life, he went to Afghanistan in 2018, and finally got an order for 55,000 vehicles. There were actually 30,000 more vehicles behind him, but the US military ran away and the order was lost, otherwise it would have been 85,000.
But now, it is still 2008, a gap of ten years. Not to mention more, the orders in the previous life have doubled, and 150,000 to 60,000 vehicles will not be a problem.
He estimated that it would be at least one hundred thousand.
Because this involves Davis' personal commission.
For vehicles below 100,000, the price is only 500 US dollars per vehicle. For vehicles over 100,000, the price is 1,000 US dollars per vehicle.
It's a double difference. Wouldn't Davis count it?
What he was spending was the country's money, and what was fattening his own pocket was Zhu Zhiyuan's 100% certainty that the order for e-mules would definitely exceed 100,000 units. Davis would try his best to get this number.
With this figure as a base, the production capacity of Hongyang Factory is basically stable.
"I guarantee there will be no problem." Wan Qianshan was confident, but he came over and said, "County Magistrate Zhu, there is no problem with this order."
Zhu Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, but he immediately understood what he meant and smiled: "What's the problem?"
"I can't think of it either." Wan Qianshan scratched his head: "The people coming from above, good guys, come directly from Beijing, from several units, from the General Staff, from the General Assembly. Wow, it's really an eye-opener."
"You're not scared." Zhu Zhiyuan smiled.
"That's not the case." Wan Qianshan raised his neck and said, "What do I have to be afraid of?"
He lowered his voice again: "Actually, we are worried that County Magistrate Zhu will be implicated. You sell products for us, but you are implicated. That would be very embarrassing."
"Impossible." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "It's just your electric car that wants to implicate me, and it's not even close to getting angry."
"I think so." Wan Qianshan said: "But I don't know what the boss is doing. I don't want to say anything, but the general staff is actually here. Tsk tsk."
Seeing him tutting his tongue repeatedly with an exaggerated look on his face, Zhu Zhiyuan was amused and said, "You really didn't hear anything, right?"
Wan Qianshan chuckled: "I heard some news that our car was sold to the US military at a shockingly high price. The higher-ups were alarmed, thinking that we had produced some high-tech guy."
Zhu Zhiyuan knew that it would be leaked, because it was not a military secret in itself, and the military industry was a system with many complicated relationships, making it difficult to keep it secret.
"I won't hide it from you." Zhu Zhiyuan sat back, lit a cigarette, and gave one to Wan Qianshan, who immediately took out a lighter and lit it for him.
Zhu Zhiyuan took a sip and said, "I will sell this electric car to the US military for one hundred and thirty-nine thousand."
"One hundred and thirty-nine thousand? My dear." Wan Qianshan looked shocked: "That's no wonder, they all caught up with a small car."
Zhu Zhiyuan chuckled: "I'm talking about US dollars."
"What?" Wan Qianshan jumped up and looked at Zhu Zhiyuan, his eyes widened as big as light bulbs: "U.S. dollars, one hundred and thirty-nine thousand U.S. dollars."
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded.
Wan Qianshan swallowed hard, but still couldn't believe it. He held out a finger: "One?"
"One car." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded again.
"Grandpa Tian." Wan Qianshan could no longer suppress the surprise in his heart, but for a moment he didn't know how to express it. He was like a mule, spinning around in the room.
"A car costs 140,000 US dollars, one seven is seven, four seven two eight... more than one million."
He counted, and the more he counted, the more excited he became, and his feet turned faster and faster.
Zhu Zhiyuan was so happy that he didn't say anything and just watched him turn around.
"No wonder, no wonder." After a long time, Wan Qianshan finally came to his senses: "It's understandable that such a high price would alarm the higher-ups. The price of these 10,000 vehicles can equip several tank divisions. ah."
The internal price of China's Type 59 tanks is only a few million dollars, and the export price is not expensive. China sold a batch to Bangladesh for a unit price of one million US dollars. They were modified with 125 guns. For home use, they will definitely cost less. one million.
One tank division, more than three hundred tanks, is more than one billion yuan.
The Hongyang factory's 10,000 electric vehicles total RMB 10 billion.
what does that mean?
This means that for the purchase price of these 10,000 electric vehicles from the Hongyang Factory, China can equip at least five tank divisions.
"What tank divisions?"
Mo Wen's rough voice sounded outside the door, and immediately, Mo Wen walked in, followed by Hu Liang.
Wan Qianshan waved his hand: "Don't ask, don't ask."
"Ha, I can't ask anymore." Mo Wen smiled.
Wan Qianshan glanced at him sideways: "Isn't your name Mo Wen?"
"Ha." Zhu Zhiyuan laughed.
However, he was still satisfied with Wan Qianshan's performance. Wan Qianshan obviously wanted to keep it a secret for him and didn't want to leak it.
"Why are you all here?" Zhu Zhiyuan asked, "Pour your own water."
"I won't even get a secretary." Mo Wen complained: "What, County Magistrate Zhu, there is a girl named Zheng in Hongyang Factory. She is very beautiful. I will get it for you and be your secretary, okay?"
"Why don't you go find one in your own factory." Wan Qianshan kicked him over.
Mo Wen flashed and laughed: "We don't have such beautiful girls in our factory, why don't we transfer her here."
"You're dreaming." Wan Qianshan rolled his eyes at him and said to Zhu Zhiyuan: "Director Zhu, seriously, if you want a secretary, I will transfer Sister Zheng over to you."
"You can keep it for yourself." Zhu Zhiyuan waved his hand.
"It's useless for him to keep her." Hu Liang said: "As for his tigress, if he takes one more look at another girl, his face will be stained tomorrow."
"It seems like the one in your family is so gentle." Wan Qianshan curled his lips.
"At least it's better than the one from Lao Mo's family." Hu Liang said proudly.
"You can pull him down." Mo Wen immediately retorted.
They were all acquaintances, and they were joking with each other, but they were actually amusing Zhu Zhiyuan.
I used to help three factories with sales, and later we drank together many times during the Yangmei Festival.
Everyone in Wan Qianshan could see that Zhu Zhiyuan was really capable and had a deep background, but he was also really broad-minded. He had no airs and was able to make jokes. In addition, he drank like an ocean, so they agreed very much. Zhu Zhiyuan.
After joking for a while, Mo asked a few people what they meant.
At first, Zhu Zhiyuan gave them two million in output value, and they were extremely satisfied. But slowly, Zhu Zhiyuan made it bigger and bigger, especially the Hongyang factory, which directly placed an order for 10,000 vehicles. Fifty million is enough for their production. several years.
They came to Zhu Zhiyuan because they wanted to increase the production capacity of old products, and then they also wanted to develop new products.
"Developing new products is great." Zhu Zhiyuan said with a smile, "But I won't underwrite the sales. You have to find the market by yourself."
Mowen Hu Liang was immediately dumbfounded.
If they could find a market on their own, they wouldn't have been so miserable before. Before Zhu Zhiyuan came, they were really begging for rice.
In other words, he is asking for rice.
