Chapter VI Foreign-funded Enterprises
"Whew-"
With a long whistle, the express train from the capital to Linhe slowly left the platform and galloped south. Tang Zifeng and Zhou Heng sat at the window on the side of the corridor of the sleeper car, looking at the flashing scenery outside the window, and chatting in a low voice about their future work.
The party group of the bureau gave Zhou Heng and Tang Zifeng a week to prepare. Zhou Heng is the old director of the mechanical and electrical department, and there are many things that need to be handed over when he is suddenly transferred to work, and he also has to seize the time to familiarize himself with the relevant situation of Linyi machine, so he has been busy with these things almost in the past few days. Tang Zifeng is much easier in comparison, he has only been working here for two years, there is basically nothing to hand over, and his main energy is busy with his own private work.
In the past few days, he has comprehensively sorted out the ideas about making money in his mind, written a company business plan of dozens of pages, handed it to Wang Zijie, and explained it to him word by word, asking Wang Zijie to do it according to the planning arrangement, so as not to delay the common fortune plan of the two people. He also repeatedly told him that if there was any change in the business here, Wang Zijie must call Linhe to inform him as soon as possible, and never use the method of writing letters in order to save a few long-distance phone bills. He said that both of them are now rich people with a net worth of more than 100,000 yuan, which is enough to achieve long-distance telephone freedom. He bought a thick stack of 200 phone cards and handed them to Wang Zijie, telling him that with this play, long-distance phone calls are 3 cents a minute, and there is no pressure to chat for two hours.
Arrange the company's affairs properly, and in the rest of the time, he also took out more than ten minutes to think about his and Zhou Heng's strategy after arriving at Linyi, after all, he is also a good young man with a sense of responsibility.
Zhou Heng is the factory director, and he is just an assistant to the factory director. In fact, it was said that the assistant to the factory director had put gold on his face, which was just a position given by the bureau to appease him. His real identity is actually Zhou Heng's secretary. Zhou Heng is already in his 50s, and his ability is not said, but his energy is limited, and he needs a young man to help him run errands. As for asking Tang Zifeng to give advice to Zhou Heng and the like, the bureau leaders really don't have this luxury. A young man with no experience in enterprise management at all can play this kind of old state-owned enterprise for decades?
However, Zhou Heng's expectations for Tang Zifeng are very high. What the bureau leaders saw in Tang Zifeng was only naΓ―ve, coupled with some uncompromising, but Zhou Heng felt from his contact with Tang Zifeng that this young man was aggressive, eclectic, and more far-sighted than most people nowadays. Zhou Heng knew that he was facing a very complex situation, and the situation of the first machine could be expressed in four words: "it is difficult to return". To pull the machine out of the quagmire, it takes extraordinary people to do extraordinary things. And Tang Zifeng is just such an extraordinary person.
According to common sense, the Second Bureau appointed Zhou Heng to Linyi to take office, and it was necessary to be accompanied by someone from the higher-level organizational department. Zhou Heng rejected this arrangement, saying that he was very familiar with Linyiji, and he went to take office with a letter of introduction, and he was not afraid that the cadres of Linyiji would not admit it. Besides, the entire original team of Linyi Machine was terminated, and the organization department mobilized the public to send him to take office, who will he see?
In this way, when it was time to agree, Zhou Heng only took Tang Zifeng on the train and went to Linhe.
"Xiao Tang, I've been thinking about it for a few days. What you said is still quite reasonable, the original leadership team of Linyi Machine is scattered, the workers are superficial, and the products are not competitive, which is a big problem. So, where do you think we should start to break the game after we arrive at Linyi?" Zhou Heng asked Tang Zifeng.
"Business!" Tang Zifeng replied without hesitation, "Everything is idle, as long as everyone is busy, all problems can be solved." There weren't so many demon moths a few years ago, and the business situation was not good in recent years, and the workers stayed at home for half of the year, and all kinds of demonic things came out. β
"Business?" Zhou Heng muttered the word softly in his mouth, nodded and said, "What you said makes sense, if the factory business is full, many things will not be a problem." However, the former leaders probably also know this, right? Now the machine tool enterprises in the country are all stopped and cooked, and everyone's business is not saturated, what can we do to do business?"
Tang Zifeng said: "The basket is full of vegetables." If we just keep the original few products, we will definitely not be able to eat enough. At this time, we can't be picky eaters, as long as we can make money, we will do it. Even if you can't eat enough, at least you'll be half-full, right?"
"You mean, we can develop other businesses?" Zhou Heng understood what Tang Zifeng meant, "Do you have any specific ideas?"
Tang Zifeng spread his hands and said: "I don't know anything about industry, how can I have any specific ideas." Director...... Ah no, factory director, aren't you an old machine tool mouth, you have experience in this area. β
Zhou Heng really fell into deep thought, and his mouth was still muttering upside down: "Gantry milling and boring machine...... Press machine tool ...... Grinder, what can you grind......"
"Lao Zhou, I said don't bother with it, wait until you get to the factory. Tang Zifeng loudly interrupted Zhou Heng's reverie. His title for Zhou Heng has always been quite chaotic, sometimes he is called the director, sometimes he is called the leader, and when he meets Zhou Heng who is in a good mood, he will call him Old Zhou, or even Old Man Zhou. Now, the two of them have been sent to Linyi together, and I am afraid that they will have to get along with each other in the future, and Tang Zifeng's title for Zhou Heng has become more casual.
Zhou Heng was awakened by Tang Zifeng's words, smiled, and said, "That's right, I don't know the situation in the factory yet, and it's futile to think about it now." When I arrived at the factory, I discussed with the original factory leaders and middle-level cadres, and maybe I had an idea. β
"That's it, what the hell are you doing now. By the way, Lao Zhou, do you want to eat something? I brought bread, mustard, and ham sausage, why don't you eat some of them?"
Zhou Heng waved his hand and said, "No need, my wife also prepared food for me." I don't want to eat right now, so I'll go to bed and rest for a while, and I'll eat later. β
"Well, you can rest first, you've worked hard enough these days. Tang Zifeng said.
Zhou Heng's bunk was in the middle bunk, he took off his shoes, climbed into his bunk, took off his coat again, lay down, and covered his coat with his hand, looking like he was really going to sleep for a while. In the past few days, he is indeed tired enough, in addition to handing over and getting familiar with the future work, he also has to arrange things at home, as well as say goodbye to some old friends and colleagues, and he has not slept peacefully for a long time.
Tang Zifeng took down a small bag from the luggage rack, took out some food from it, and placed it on the small table, ready to eat. At this time, a 40-year-old man sleeping in Zhou Heng's lower bunk leaned his head over and said with a smile: "Young man, I have a roast chicken here, which I bought when I passed Shangdu Station just now, and I can't eat it alone, why don't we share it together?"
Tang Zifeng was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart that this benevolent brother was familiar with him, so he came up to talk like this out of thin air. He turned his head to look at the bunk opposite the man, and he understood. On the bunk opposite, lying was a young woman, her face half a foot thick, and her eyes were full of coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away. The man was lying opposite her, probably feeling a lot of pressure, so he came to chat with Tang Zifeng.
In this era, riding a train and accosting strangers is a must-have skill. Before the national railway speed was accelerated, a casual trip was more than ten or twenty hours, and there was no mobile phone or anything like entertainment to provide entertainment, chatting and playing cards with neighbors became the only pastime. Tang Zifeng and Zhou Heng were talking about things just now, and the man estimated that it was inconvenient to interject, but now that he saw Zhou Heng go to bed, Tang Zifeng sat next to him and ate alone, and the man came up.
For the accosting of men, Tang Zifeng is not rejected. He smiled and pointed to the seat opposite him, and said to the man, "Brother, sit down." I have some ham sausages here, let's eat them together. β
The man looked like he had been riding the train all year round, and when he heard Tang Zifeng say this, he immediately left his bunk and sat down. He took the plastic bag containing the roast chicken, broke it hard, broke a roast chicken into two parts, and then handed it to Tang Zifeng, saying: "Come on, come on, meet is fate, you're welcome." β
Tang Zifeng took out half a slice of roast chicken from the plastic bag, put it in his lunch box, and handed two ham sausages to the man. The man took it and put it in front of him. The two of them gave in a little humble, and then they ate separately, chatting about the idle days while eating.
"Brother, where are you going?" the man asked. He called Tang Zifeng a young man just now, but when he heard Tang Zifeng call him an elder brother, he quickly changed his title to elder brother, looking more affectionate.
"Linhe, what about you?"
"I'm also at the river. Are you coming back from a business trip to the capital?" the man asked. It makes sense for him to ask like this, Tang Zifeng is originally from Dongye Province, and he speaks with a bit of Dongye accent, so the man will mistakenly think that he works in Linhe.
Tang Zifeng shook his head: "I used to study in the capital, and now I am assigned to work in Linhe." β
"Really?" the man asked, "what unit do you work in Linhe?"
"Pro-One Machine, you know what?"
"Linyiji?" the man had a look of surprise on his face, "How did you get assigned to work in Linyiji?"
"What, no?" Tang Zifeng said with a smile.
The man shook his head and said: "It's too bad! Now that the people of Linyi are moving, and those who have the ability are being transferred out, why do you still want to go to Linyi?"
Tang Zifeng asked: "What, you know a lot about Linyiji?"
The man said, "Sure! Because I'm here for the first time." Let me tell you, have you been in the capital for too long, and you don't know what's going on with the Linyi machine. In the past, Linyi Machine was in the entire Linhe City, no, even in the entire Dongye Province, it was one of the best units, and it was too difficult to get into it after graduating from college. But now it's not good, haven't you heard people, now Linyi is a foreign-funded enterprise. β
"Foreign-funded enterprises?" Tang Zifeng said in surprise, "Isn't Linyiji a state-owned enterprise, how can it be a foreign-funded enterprise?"
The man was quite proud of the Guan Zi he sold, and he said: "Linyiji has lost money continuously in the past few years, and has lost tens of millions of dollars in the bank. We couldn't pay our wages, so the factory director went to the bank for a loan, but the bank refused to lend us. The workers in our factory were only paid three times in total last year, and you can tell me if this is a foreign-funded enterprise. β
"I'm dizzy!"
Tang Zifeng laughed, it turned out to be such a foreign-funded enterprise, who said that the Chinese people lack a sense of humor.