How much... how much?
Although Chen Zhen knows that Chen Datian has this strength, directly asking for 50,000 yuan is a bit...
Including Li Mengting's 20,000 orders, the total is 70,000. Not to mention those workers working overtime, they may not be able to finish it even if they give themselves a month!
"The time also needs to be as soon as possible. Since Chen Datian doesn't know whether your output can digest so much, he will tell you in advance to prepare you!"
Li Mengting said softly on the other side of the phone.
Since the business in Sioux City is really good, the sooner the better, of course. Time waits for no one!
"Okay, I get it, I'll find a way to get it done for you within a month!"
"Okay, I'm waiting for your good news!"
…
After Chen Zhen hung up the phone, he smiled and threw a box of cigarettes to the uncle and hurried out.
70,000 orders must be produced using machine assembly lines, otherwise it is not a long-term solution to find labor, and the cost will continue to increase. Besides, where are there so many workers coming to work?
As for who to purchase machines from, that is a question. Today, there are not many individual companies that create and produce machines. Basically, if you want to purchase some equipment, you need to purchase it from Dongshan Equipment General Factory.
As for other second-hand small equipment, you can try your luck from some small repair shops. After all, it is too difficult to find a suitable one. The most important thing is that you need some technical talents.
Technical talent!
Chen Zhen had no choice but to think of one person who might be able to help him!
Zheng Guangming!
Chen Zhen thought of this and did not hesitate. He passed by the archives department and shouted to Li Shuaifu inside: "I'm going to Qingshan City. Remember to tell your sister-in-law tonight so that he doesn't worry too much!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Zhen ran directly towards the Match Factory bus station without looking back, and took a bus to the train station. For a few yuan of fare, he went directly to the city in less than two hours.
There are no other changes in Qingshan City compared to the last time I came here. Just after I got off the car, there was a group of middle-aged people wrapped in cotton-padded clothes and scarves around, waving their big hands in the air.
"It's a private tricycle and it's easy to get on and off. There's also a windshield to keep you warm!"
The noisy voices of groups soliciting customers rang out, and Chen Zhen walked over with his head buried in the air: "How much does it cost for the municipal chemical plant?"
"Chemical plant, give me three and a half yuan. It's quite far away."
"Do you think I'm a foreigner? The chemical factory wants me for three and a half dollars, why don't you want me for thirty-five dollars!"
Chen Zhen knew how to recite the local dialect, and shouted in a familiar local accent. The other party was also stunned for a moment, and then said: "Okay, okay, just think of it as me reciting it today, and I'll give you one dollar and a half!" "
This one dollar and a half was on that spectrum. Chen Zhen shook his head and signaled to drive quickly.
The tricycles are all those ancient iron vehicles. There is a thick plastic pulled in the back pocket and a cotton quilt to keep warm. The man stepped on the car and directly pressed the rusty handbrake and stood up. It shook several times before it started to move.
The other party was not very fast either. After all, the other party earned some hard-earned money in this cold weather. He arrived at the door of the chemical plant in ten minutes. Chen Zhen jumped down from the ground and threw a few cents to the other party. Walk to the factory.
The chemical factory is nearly twice the size of the match factory in Pingjiang, and the entrance is much larger. The name of the Qingshan Chemical Factory is particularly conspicuous. The few bare willow trees next to it are also a bit monotonous, and there is nothing at the entrance. After all, no one wants to come out in this cold weather.
To the east of the entrance to the chemical plant is the Security Department. As soon as Chen Zhen walked to the door, the old man inside immediately stood up from his slumped body, lifted up his old cotton shoes, put on his military coat and showed his head: "Hey, young man, do it. What?"
Chen Zhen immediately smiled: "Uncle, I came here to find someone. Pingjiang came here just now!"
"Pingjiang? Who are you looking for?"
"Zheng Guangming, Lao Zheng, I am Chen Zhen from Pingjiang."
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When the security guard heard that he was looking for Zheng Guangming, his expression suddenly changed. He involuntarily took a few steps back, then picked up a broken pencil next to him and threw it to the side: "No one can enter the factory. You first Register your information and I'll talk to the people inside before you can enter!"
Chen Zhen didn't think much about it. After all, such a big factory must have more rules, so he quickly wrote down the information.
"Or from Pingjiang Match Factory?"
The uncle picked up the message and looked at it, then said with disdain.
"Yes, sir, what can I do? When can I come in?"
"It's nothing, just wait. If it's early it will be in the afternoon, if not I'm afraid I won't be able to see you!"
"What's the meaning?"
…
The uncle's words made Chen Zhen feel that something was not right for a moment. His tone did not sound like Zheng Guangming was going smoothly. Besides, Zheng Guangming came here to be a technical consultant, why...
Chen Zhen did not continue to say more, but looked around. The temperature outside had reached minus seven or eight degrees, and Chen Zhen couldn't bear the temperature.
"Uncle, come here and let me warm you up. I can watch you alone and chat with you!"
Chen Zhen had the foresight to hand over an extra pack of cigarettes. The elders didn't want to say anything more, but they still let Chen Zhen in.
After chatting for a few words, the uncle also let down his guard and started chatting with Chen Zhen about everything. Chen Zhen naturally couldn't forget to ask about the current situation.
The uncle saw that no one was around and then started chatting with Chen Zhen in a low voice: "Old Zheng is a good comrade. Unfortunately, he came at the wrong time and happened to be involved in a fight between the leaders of the factory. Due to equipment procurement issues, the secretary and The two factory directors are at odds with each other!"
"I heard that Lao Zheng's technology is top-notch. From a technical point of view, he supported the factory director's plan. This time he was directly tacitly accepted as his side."
"But the secretary has concerns about Lao Zheng. After all, it's not so simple for Lao Zheng to be transferred here as a technical consultant. The forces behind it are not to be underestimated casually!"
"Of course, due to this situation, a decision has been delayed. Let me tell you, there is no one behind Lao Zheng, but if there is someone, it won't be such a big issue that can't be solved!"
…
After this series of things stopped, Chen Zhen understood that he was just involved in a struggle in the officialdom. There must be someone behind Lao Zheng now, but Lao Zheng has a relatively honest character and will not say anything if he encounters any difficulties.
Zheng Guangming is in a situation now, so naturally he can't just sit back and watch. Since a group of people don't believe in the forces behind Zheng Guangming, then he should play with them!
What to play?
Again!
White wolf with empty gloves!
