Cheng Hui ignored Fan Guangyao's question and left with Gao Yuan.
Fan Guangyao looked at her back with worry, could she really consume 20,000 pieces of red paper a day?
Their factory has a printing press that prints New Year pictures, but it can't print 20,000 pieces in a day!
There are 20,000 pictures and 40,000 pairs of couplets a day. How much will they cost?
It’s not like he hasn’t thought about how big the market for Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters is, but it’s a pity that he doesn’t have the machinery to do it!
They all write by hand. There are only a few people in their printing factory who can write with calligraphy brushes, and their arms are too tired to write a few pieces.
"What does Axian Xiaocheng do?" He turned around and asked Lu Weimin: "You just said that there is no second machine in the world that she has modified? Did she modify this kraft paper machine? Not those people from the machinery factory Has it been changed?"
Lu Weimin said proudly: "I won't tell you!"
"Everyone, just go back if you have nothing to do. Don't think about the new kraft paper. There are a lot of old ones, 20 volumes per roll. You can get as many as you want." Lu Weimin said.
Everyone immediately withdrew, who wanted that thing? Small paper mills also sell kraft paper, which is half the price! They can just use that.
Fan Guangyao knew that he had offended Lu Weimin today, so he did not ask for trouble. He said hello to Lu Weimin and left to continue asking about Cheng Hui.
The factory director's circle is just that big. The imported machine in the machinery factory caused quite a fuss before, but the problem was later solved.
Powerful cakes and handbags are also hot words now.
The enamel factory has also been booming recently, and it is said that it has a new production line worth US$1 million.
And these things have Cheng Hui's shadow behind them.
She came from the capital. Her father was a designer, and her brother was also a designer. They were invited by someone from the machinery factory for a business trip. It was said that he made the machines in the enamel factory.
The more Fan Guangyao inquired, the more confused he became. Finally, he slapped his thigh: "The little God of Wealth passed by me and I didn't catch him!"
The secretary said: "It's not necessarily true, right? Maybe I'm just pretending to be angry with you..."
"Spend 3,000 yuan to buy 100,000 pieces of red paper to make me angry? Are you so angry?" Fan Guangyao said: "She must have a way! Maybe she has actually developed a machine for printing Spring Festival couplets!"
"Then what should we do now?" When the secretary heard this, he felt that the money tree had flown away from his eyes, and he was anxious!
"What should we do? Find someone! Which commune food factory in A County is here?" Fan Guangyao asked.
"I'll go ask around again. Now many factories know about them, and they're bringing scrap metal there to trade for cakes," the secretary said.
"Tsk!" Fan Guangyao said regretfully: "It's a pity that we only have waste paper and no scrap iron!"
...
Cheng Hui and Gao Yuan went to the department store and found Cui Degui directly.
"Uncle, do you know anyone from the Chemical Engineering Research Institute?" Cheng Hui asked.
"This is a bit unpopular..." Cui Degui said: "But I know a university teacher. Their school has a chemistry department. There should be someone in there who knows someone from the Institute of Chemical Engineering. What do you want to do?"
This is the network of connections. Cheng Hui doesn't have one at the moment, but she can have it through these cousins.
"Call and ask if they have high-quality gauze and photosensitive adhesive." Cheng Hui said.
Shawang Cui Degui knew that this was the first time he heard about photosensitive adhesive. He once again sighed at Cheng Hui's knowledge reserve. He picked up the phone and shook it.
I got the answer ten minutes later, and it was found in a university chemistry department laboratory.
Cheng Hui said: "Uncle, I will take away 20 cakes first and make up for you tomorrow."
"Go ahead, go ahead." Cui Degui said, "I'll ask the driver to drive you there!"
"Thank you, uncle." Cheng Hui smiled and took her "male secretary" to a certain polytechnic university.
This university was very famous at this time, and it was very good at engineering.
Cheng Hui went directly to the Chemistry Department, and Cake opened the way and found an acquaintance of an acquaintance of Cui Degui.
"Teacher, I want a bucket of photosensitive glue. I don't know how much it costs?" Cheng Hui asked.
"What do you want this for?" the 50-year-old teacher asked curiously.
This thing is very unpopular, and most people don’t know about it, let alone need it.
"I want to use photosensitive glue to make screen printing." Cheng Hui said.
The teacher glanced at her: "You majored in chemistry? You also know about screen printing, do you?"
Screen printing, if you look back, there were people in China who knew it 2,000 years ago, but it only really developed in the last 100 years.
Especially in the 1970s and 1980s, it began to be widely used.
But that’s all in foreign countries. It will be another ten years later in China. After opening up, we will start to absorb things from outside like crazy.
"I know a little bit, teacher, how much is appropriate?" Cheng Hui was afraid that he would ask again, so she asked him in turn.
"This barrel of glue is quite expensive. It costs more than 100 yuan to buy it in our laboratory." The teacher said, "What do you want to make?"
This is a very curious person, there is no other way, this is what scientific researchers are like.
"It hasn't been done yet. If I say it, it will be embarrassing if I can't do it, haha." Cheng Hui said with a smile: "Teacher, do you think you can give me a bucket of photosensitive glue and a roll of gauze for 200 yuan?"
"Let me ask everyone about this," the teacher said.
No one has ever bought anything from their laboratory, and they never sell anything, but Cheng Hui was introduced by an acquaintance, and they had finished the cake... It would be unreasonable not to sell it to her.
Besides, when people give me money, they give me a lot of money.
In the end, the three heads of the laboratory discussed it for a while and agreed to sell it to her.
Cheng Hui handed over the money in one hand and took things in the other, and left quickly, fearing that the old man would ask questions.
She won't tell anyone outside easily until she gets some benefits from Fan Guangyao!
After walking a few steps, Cheng Hui came back and spent another 10 yuan to buy a roll of hard plastic paper similar to acrylic paper.
I almost forgot about this thing, this is also an important tool.
But the university laboratory is really comprehensive.
After getting in the car, Cheng Hui asked the driver to drive directly to the enamel factory.
Song Xilai had come back and was standing next to the coating machine, watching with joy.
The "click" sound of this machine is really exciting!
When he saw Cheng Hui, he immediately smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes. He had just been praised severely by the leader!
For the first time, he knew that in addition to swearing, the leader was also so good at praising people!
No wonder people can be leaders.
"Xiaoqi is here!" Song Xilai said with a smile: "I met with the construction team today and made an appointment with them. Construction will start in the spring. It is guaranteed to be the first project to start in our province. There are many people at the machinery factory. You have to line up behind me!"
Originally, Cheng Hui didn't ask him to tell him this, but he couldn't help but be curious after hearing this.
Compared with the machinery factories directly under the central government, the enamel factory was still a few grades behind. How did he overtake Zhao Daxing?
Song Xilai chuckled and whispered, "The boss of the construction team is my brother-in-law."
Cheng Hui... I love this huge network of relationships!
"Uncle, do you have black and gold glazes? What are they like? Let me take a look and buy some if appropriate." Cheng Hui said.
Song Xilai was angry: "What can I buy from my uncle? Whatever you want, I'll give it to you!"
"I want 100 barrels, but it may not be enough." Cheng Hui said.
Song Xilai...
