Zhao Daxing cannot see anyone saying anything bad about Cheng Hui now!
He was right next to Song Xilai and immediately said: "You don't have to be weird here. A small painting machine is just a matter of convenience for us engineers! But can you afford it?"
If Cheng Hui can't do it, just say he can't afford it!
Song Xilai immediately said: "Isn't it just a small machine? How much money can it make using a few hundred kilograms of steel..."
This sentence pierced Zhao Daxing's lungs even more.
"Hey! In this machine of yours, feelings are weighed by pounds? Is it worth a piece of scrap metal? Then those of us who spend millions of dollars to buy equipment are all wronged?"
"That's all capitalists' evil!" Song Xilai said: "Aren't we our own people? Since it's a matter of control, if you do it, why don't I give you a cost price? You still want to make money from your own people? ?”
This sentence made Zhao Daxing a little speechless.
Cheng Hui smiled and said: "The final price of a machine is determined by the people above, right? It's useless for us to earn anything here."
It is not a commodity economy. If a factory makes a machine, it can charge whatever price it wants based on its own situation and market conditions.
Nowadays, the prices of all products are determined by specialized departments.
Zhao Daxing immediately blinked at Cheng Hui: "This is a machine that has not yet been launched on the market. It is also a private custom made by the enamel factory and us. I can decide how much it will cost!"
"Oh~~" Cheng Hui smiled.
She really didn't know this. When she started doing business in her previous life, the market had long been open. She didn't know that this kind of operation still existed at this time.
"Hey! You guys are trying to trick me by winking in front of me. Isn't that too much?" Song Xilai said.
"Go find anyone who doesn't want to trick you. Our engineers are very busy and can't even study CNC machine tools. Who has time to make a gadget for you?"
Zhao Daxing squeezed him away and let Cheng Hui enter the room.
Cheng Hui smiled at Song Xilai and went into the house to find her father.
"Is the painting finished?" Cheng Hui asked.
Cheng Jianming just put away his pen and nodded.
It stands to reason that the design drawings of a house will not be produced in one day.
But he has been drawing blueprints for half his life, and it is so fast.
Cheng Hui picked it up and looked at it. Yes, there was nothing wrong with it.
She has a good memory and has seen countless drawings in her previous life, including those of houses.
She has also read a lot of professional books on architectural design. When she was a child, she had a study room at home, half of which were architectural books and half of which were mechanical books.
She may not have read it before, but now she feels that the knowledge has been automatically integrated into her mind.
"Would it be more appropriate to modify it here?" Cheng Hui pointed out a small detail and discussed it with her father.
Cheng Jianming took a look and realized that what his daughter said made more sense...
He looked at Cheng Hui frequently, but he didn't expect that she would get more than he thought! What if I want to take her away overnight?
Zhao Daxing had been staring at him and was about to speak, but Song Xilai spoke first.
"Engineer also knows how to design buildings?" he asked in surprise.
Cheng Hui raised his head and smiled at him: "I'm not from a machinery factory, I'm the deputy director of a food factory.
"I went to your factory today. I actually wanted to trade our cakes with you for some scrap iron sheets."
Song Xilai...he was speechless!
The deputy director of a food factory has repaired an imported CNC machine tool and is now drawing architectural drawings. Then he was told that he could make him a coating machine?
Who is this person?
"As for the coating machine you want, it's just a small thing."
Cheng Hui said, picked up the pen, brushed on a blank paper and drew it.
This time it's not the kind of machine that's on the assembly line in the photo and only half of it can be seen.
It is a complete machine standing on the ground.
Cheng Hui had seen it in his previous life.
She produced small household appliances, and in the next few years, enameled material casings became popular, which were more colorful and beautiful.
She specifically went to the enamel factory to inspect.
Some mid-range enamel factories have this kind of independent enamel coating machine.
The robotic arm grabs the blank, inserts it into the glaze, takes it out and turns it around a few times, and the glaze is applied evenly.
Not only does she know how to use the enameling machine, she also knows more advanced and better-looking glaze formulas...
Let’s talk about this later!
Now she painted an enameling machine according to the gourd painting.
Song Xilai's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the beautiful fuselage and the high-tech robotic arm.
"I want this!"
Cheng Hui looked at him and only smiled but said nothing.
Song Xilai was not a fool. He immediately reacted and said: "You said you came to our factory to exchange for scraps today? Exchange for anything. As long as you make this machine for me, we will give you all the scraps!"
"How much waste can you produce in a year?" Cheng Hui asked.
"This seems to be three to four hundred tons..." He suddenly regretted it!
A ton costs 40 yuan. 400 tons is 16,000 yuan. It is still waste for one year. What about 10 years? What about 20 years?
My mouth was open just now!
"That's it." Cheng Hui shook his head immediately!
“Even if you give me 10 years of scrap, it will only cost 160,000 yuan, or even less, but how much benefit will this machine bring?
"The yield rate will become 99%. How much can we reduce the loss of defective products every year?" Cheng Hui asked.
Song Xilai was silent. Can I tell you this?
He was doing calculations in his mind. If the finished product rate was really 99%, the loss would be reduced by 30%!
The monthly profit of their factory is more than 1 million, and a large number of defective products are produced every month. Products that could have been sold for 300,000 yuan can only be treated as defective products and sold to major rural supply and marketing cooperatives.
The monthly loss is more than 200,000 yuan, and the loss is more than 2 million yuan a year!
In fact, he knew this account even if he didn't tell Cheng Hui. She knew it after walking around their factory today.
"Other enamel factories can spend more than 1 million US dollars to buy that set of equipment, and the country can agree to approve it, which means it is worth it." Cheng Hui said:
"If I make this coating machine, it will be used not only by your factory, but also by other factories. Maybe I can export it to earn foreign exchange."
She turned around and asked Zhao Daxing: "How much do you think one should be sold for?"
Zhao Daxing was excited when he heard that he could earn foreign exchange by exporting!
Now the country is particularly short of foreign exchange. If anyone can earn foreign exchange for the country, it will be a supreme honor!
Although there are products in the category of "machinery" at the Canton Fair, only one or two can be sold a year.
They are too backward in the field of machinery now and almost all rely on imports.
If this coating machine could really be made, Zhao Daxing thinks he could sell one or two, right?
"Their set costs 1 million U.S. dollars, and ours, 100,000 U.S. dollars shouldn't be too much, right?" Zhao Daxing said.
"You can pull me down!" Song Xilai said anxiously: "Shut your bloody mouth quickly!"
He turned to Cheng Hui and said: "Make us 10 of these machines, and we will give you all the scraps for the next 20 years!"
Cheng Hui shook her head. She wouldn't even stay here for 2 years. What would happen 20 years later have to do with her?
