After walking out of the distillation workshop, Bai Zhe took off his mask and took a deep breath of fresh air.
This trip today was a worthwhile trip, and I suddenly discovered so many serious problems.
Even so, Bai Zhe still has no intention of letting Gao Defa go. If these problems are not solved, the winery will face bankruptcy in the future.
Gao Defa was the first to follow, and he didn't dare to say anything more. He immediately called the third uncle in charge of the warehouse.
"Third uncle, please open a warehouse door when you get older. The town party secretary will come to inspect."
His third uncle's impatient voice came over the phone: "What kind of airs is a town party secretary putting on? Isn't it good to check during the day? I have to come at night, really..."
Gao Defa begged with a bitter look: "Hey, my third uncle, please stop talking and get up and open the door."
"Okay, just wait..."
It is not difficult to tell from the phone call that these three uncles are truly three uncles.
As a leader, Gao Defa, why not arrange for his seventh uncle to come to work in the factory and run a proper family business? That would be better.
Bai Zhe rolled his eyes at him, pointed to the mountains of distiller's grains piled outside and said to Gao Defa: "I've been talking about having no money all day. These distillers' grains can be sold at a good price whether they are used as feed or fertilizer. How many of them have you done?" Yue, I just piled up so much, I don’t want to sell it, are you going to use it to build an imperial tomb for you?”
Gao Defa knew that although the words were unpleasant, Bai Zhe was also doing it for the good of the factory, so he could only shake his head and smile bitterly: "Bai Zhe, you don't know, I think so too. It's a pity that the surrounding pig farmers are unwilling to pay high prices. I always think about taking it away at a low price, how can I sell it?”
Bai Zhe immediately took off his white coat and put it on the railing beside him, then walked forward with his feet up.
The few people who came out followed suit and followed suit.
When Gao Defa caught up, Bai Zhe sighed and said, "I've come up with all the solutions. Let me give you a tip. Isn't Chencun New Village engaged in rural greening recently? You can talk to the cadres of Chencun and use distiller's grains. Instead of flower fertilizer, the effect is much better than fertilizer."
Gao Defa nodded and said, "What you said is a good idea."
Now, even if Bai Zhe says that shit smells good, he will probably believe it. There is no other way. If Bai Zhe says something, Tianhai Group will withdraw its investment from Jianghe Liquor Industry, and the factory will collapse.
People have to bow their heads under the eaves.
Several people followed Bai Zhe to the warehouse, but there was no sign of the warehouse manager. Gao Defa looked anxiously with his cell phone, wondering whether to call him again.
But it wasn't like he didn't know about Uncle San's bad temper. He got angry and dared to slap him in front of all the factory workers. After thinking about it, he decided to let it go.
By the time the third uncle appeared under the dim street lights on the corridor, another ten minutes had passed.
His third uncle was just angry. Why would a town party secretary dare to show off in front of him without giving him any clues? He thought that this old man was as bully and afraid of the strong as Gao Defa.
He walked very leisurely, as if he hadn't seen this group of people and was walking in the park.
"Hey, my third uncle, Secretary Bai has been waiting for you here for half an hour."
Gao Defa hurriedly went up to him, ready to take the key from his hand.
"Why are you in a hurry? Why didn't I see you in a hurry when you paid wages?"
The third uncle glared at him angrily, and then put the key into his hand.
Watching Gao Defa trot forward and open the door, the three workshop directors stood far away, indifferent.
After Bai Zhe made some inquiries, he found out that they all had complaints about Gao Defa. Ever since he came to work in the factory, he had been paid once, but now the wages have been delayed, and there is no sign of wages being paid.
Including the third uncle's late arrival, it was actually because of this that he deliberately ignored Bai Zhe.
When he walked up to him, he didn't say hello to Bai Zhe, but gave Bai Zhe a deep look.
[What happened to the town committee secretary? Can the secretary of the town committee still push the wages high enough to pay the employees? 】
Gao Defa shuddered for a while and finally opened the door of the warehouse.
Bai Zhe immediately walked in and shouted, "Uncle Third, where is the switch?"
"On the left side of the door." The third uncle said casually and impatiently as he walked slowly behind with his hands behind his back.
With a crisp sound, all the lights in the entire warehouse were turned on, and his eyes suddenly brightened up. Bai Zhe raised his eyes and saw that the entire huge warehouse covered more than 5,000 square meters. Inside was an eight-meter-high granary, which was fully There are dozens.
Two conveyor cars parked quietly in the aisle, which are used to convey grain to the granary.
Gao Defa looked at the granary, exhaled and said: "This year, we purchased one thousand tons of wheat from the surrounding areas. There are also corn and sorghum from before, which cost more than two million yuan in total."
Bai Zhe didn't say much and climbed up the ladder of the granary.
Arriving at the top of a granary, Bai Zhe grabbed a handful of wheat and looked at it. The grains were indeed full and shiny, and they were of high quality newly struck this year.
“What’s the price of the wheat you harvested this year?”
Bai Zhe asked while climbing down the ladder.
Gao Defa raised his neck and said: "This year is a good harvest year. Wheat is harvested at the price of one yuan and eighteen cents per catty."
"One dollar and eighteen cents..."
Bai Zhe came down from the ladder, patted the dust on his hands and looked up to do some calculations.
"One thousand tons is one million catties. In total, you only spent more than one million on this wheat?"
Then he looked at Gao Defa and said, "Then let me ask you, the corn doesn't mature until September, so did you spend nearly one million on the old grain you harvested?"
"this……"
Gao Defa's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and he looked at Bai Zhe in panic.
Bai Zhe didn't look at him anymore, but pointed with his finger, then turned around and walked under another granary.
This time he did not go up the ladder, but used a grain picker from the grain outlet below, pierced it along the hole, then pulled it out, and dumped the corn brought out from the top into the palm of his hand.
These corn kernels were incomplete and gray in color, so they were obviously inferior grain.
Bai Zhe frowned, threw the corn into the bucket, clapped his hands and looked at Liu Xiaowei in the steaming and brewing workshop and asked: "Let me ask you, which one tastes better in the wine brewed from high-quality grain or inferior grain?"
Liu Xiaowei quickly laughed and said: "Secretary Bai, you are joking. Of course, high-grade grain is better. Second-grade grain has a musty smell, so the taste of the wine brewed will be much worse."
"Yes." Bai Zhe nodded, and then asked: "Then let me ask you again, what is the proportion of grain used in our brewing process? Specifically, you can only say which one is more wheat or corn."
"this……"
Liu Xiaowei glanced at Gao Defa carefully and saw him slowly closing his eyes.
Based on Bai Zhe's current question, he knew that this was the last moment of tranquility before the storm.
Liu Xiaowei had no choice but to reply: "According to convention, the proportion of wheat is one-third more than that of corn. However, due to the economic downturn of the factory, General Manager Gao requested to reduce the proportion of wheat and increase the use of corn."
Bai Zhe suppressed his anger and reminded: "I ask you what the current ratio is."
Liu Xiaowei didn't dare to hide it anymore and said: "The current ratio is one-third more corn than wheat..."
"very good……"
Bai Zhe slowly turned his head and looked at Gao Defa.
"Is this how you approach your product? Just increase the amount of aged corn by two-thirds?!"
There was a sudden shout, and Bai Zhe's voice echoed in the empty granary for a long time.
This shout immediately made his third uncle's eyes widen.
He really didn't expect that the town committee secretary in front of him, whom he looked down upon, would have such a hot temper when faced with production loopholes.
Gao Defa was immediately shaken, with tears in his eyes, he didn't even dare to look at Bai Zhe.
"There are more than a thousand people waiting for you to feed them. Do you know the consequences of doing this?!"
"enough!"
Gao Defa suddenly shouted, making Bai Zhe stunned for a moment.
"How could I not know what you said, but what can I do? What do you want me to do if I don't have money?"
"A thousand people need to eat, work, and have a way out. Aren't I in a hurry? I am in a hurry too, right?!"
After saying that, Gao Defa squatted directly on the ground and started crying.
A rich man worth hundreds of millions was crying in front of his subordinates at this moment.
His move made Bai Zhe tremble with anger. He pointed at him and said, "Are you in a hurry? I asked Tianhai Group to support you because of your ability, not because I want you to cry in front of me!"
"Mr. Gao, get up..." The three workshop directors rushed forward to comfort them, but he threw them away.
"Get out of here!"
Bai Zhe angrily stepped forward to push away the crowd and kicked him on the shoulder.
"Look at your potential!"
He cursed casually, but Gao Defa fell to the ground weakly, looked up at the lights on the ceiling, and cried even more embarrassingly.
"From today on, you will stop being the general manager. I will find another candidate."
Bai Zhe was completely disappointed. He raised his feet and was about to walk out.
Unexpectedly, Gao Defa heard this and quickly stepped forward to hug Bai Zhe's thigh, crying and begging: "Don't, don't do this, I beg you..."
Bai Zhe stopped and looked back at Gao Defa. Looking at the fifty-year-old uncle in front of him, he felt pity in his heart.
"I can't live without a factory. I beg you. I can do whatever you ask me to do. I will change it. I will definitely change it..."
Bai Zhe sighed and said in a deep voice, "You get up first."
Gao Defa quickly stood up and wiped away his tears with his sleeves.
Bai Zhe stretched out his finger and said solemnly: "This is the last chance I give you. If you still can't do it well, I will replace you immediately."
"Okay, tell me, I will definitely listen to you."
Bai Zhe let out a long breath and glanced at the faces of the three workshop directors and his third uncle.
"First, I want you to take action immediately, hold a company technical seminar tomorrow morning, strictly control product quality, readjust the brewing process, and make sure to put quality first."
"Second, let the sales department and marketing department hold a plenary meeting, and everyone, including managers and front-line sales staff, call back, readjust the product management strategic plan and market goals, and concentrate on entering the mid-to-high-end alcohol market."
"Third, mobilize all the available beneficial resources in the factory, whether they are medicinal materials or aged inventory, clear them all, concentrate on product optimization, and produce a batch of high-grade and tasteful products, and prepare to burn all boats to meet the new challenges. Challenges to come.”
Gao Defa already understood Bai Zhe's intention, and still asked with some confusion: "But now the factory is facing liquidity difficulties and cannot pay wages. It is difficult to mobilize the enthusiasm of all employees."
Upon hearing this question, Bai Zhe looked at his third uncle's frightened eyes with deep eyes.
