As soon as my colleague Xu Dongqiang entered the workshop, he scolded, "I just heard that the workshop is going to be shut down." ”

Su Tong and the others were surprised and said, "Stop production, won't it?"

Xu Dongqiang sneered: "What's impossible? The inventory in the warehouse is all piled up! The people raised by the sales department are all pigs! Lazy pigs who only know how to eat and don't work!"

Yang Fei listened, and his heart moved.

It's really a chicken!

In the era of the planned economy, the life of colleges and secondary schools was nourishing, and as long as they graduated successfully, the state allocated them.

The same is true for state-owned factories, even if they are not monopolies, most of the products produced have fixed sales channels.

The products produced by the daily chemical plant in the southern province do not have much reputation in China, but there are some well-known ones in the province.

Supply and marketing cooperatives at all levels in the province sell most of the daily chemical products from the southern daily chemical factory.

Daily chemical products belong to fast-moving consumer goods.

The factory has a steady stream of production, and the supply and marketing cooperatives contract sales.

The fist products of the daily chemical factory are Red Star brand laundry detergent, Lutou brand soap and soap.

These things are used by every household and consumed every day, and the business of the daily chemical plant has been booming.

In the early days of reform and opening up, the entry of foreign capital and the rise of private enterprises had a greater impact on the inland market than on the coastal areas, and the demise of state-owned factories was not as fast and ruthless.

When the leaders of the chemical plant were still sleeping on the hotbed of the system, the supply and marketing system in the province slowly began to disintegrate.

In 93 years, the country's grain and oil supply was opened, and the grain stamps were no longer useful, and the use of them was officially stopped, and the "ticket economy" that had lasted for nearly 40 years came to an end.

The spring breeze of the market economy has blown green the north and south of the river.

The peasant brothers, who were digging in the soil and facing the loess with their backs to the sky, had an unprecedented awakening of their business consciousness, left their hometowns, flocked to the towns, and began to do business.

Commissaries, small shops, small vendors, small commodity cities, and daily chemical stores have sprung up in the streets and alleys.

The road of supply and marketing cooperatives is getting narrower and narrower, and the goods are being sold more and more slowly.

The leaders of the daily chemical plant woke up from the big bed of the system and stretched their waists.

They were dumbfounded!

The world has changed!

The products are unsalable, and the wages can't be paid!

The high-ranking state cadres can't figure out how a dignified state-owned enterprise can't sell its products!

The truth is cruel in front of them, but the factory leaders are unwilling to accept it.

No one thinks deeply about why, and no one tries to change the situation.

They are officials, they are state workers, are they still whispering, begging the former mud-legged people to sell their products?

The machine can't be stopped, and once it stops, you have to be held accountable!

The goods are piling up more and more, and the warehouses are full.

The factory is still in a vicious circle.

Gao Linlin and the others were in a hurry, but it was useless to be anxious!

From Wang Haijun's tone, you can hear the song and know the elegance that the city has completely lost confidence in the daily chemical plant, and no longer throws money into this bottomless pit and is ready to carry out restructuring.

The direction of the state's restructuring of enterprises is to grasp the big and let go of the small, and the country retreats and the people advance.

According to this general policy, such a small enterprise as a daily chemical plant will either be sold off as a whole or the joint-stock system will be reformed, and no matter how it is changed, the factory will become private.

Gao Linlin and others, who are used to being officials, will certainly not sit still.

What they are thinking about is not how to save the factory, but to send them around, hoping to be transferred out of the factory as soon as possible and take up a post in the local area, in order to keep their official hats.

Yang Fei is a person who has come over, and he can see the situation in front of him thoroughly.

Su Tong and the others are worried about their own work.

Many factories in the province are engaged in restructuring, and hundreds of people say they will be laid off. Xu Dongqiang said worriedly.

Su Tongxiu frowned lightly and shook his head gently.

They are just ordinary workers, where can they hold the pulse of the tide of the times?

"Senior sister, I'll take a leave of absence. Yang Fei thought of it and was about to act.

Time is money, and he couldn't agree more.

"Where are you going?" asked Su Tong with flashing eyes.

"I'll talk to the sales minister. Yang Fei replied indifferently.

"Flutter!" Guo Xiaoli, who was the most active in the group, laughed silently, "Yang Fei, do you want to be transferred to the sales department?"

Yang Fei didn't explain much, and winked at her: "Perhaps, I am the savior." ”

Guo Xiaoli chuckled: "Yang Fei, if you can really save our factory, I will ask Su Tong to give you a kiss!"

She and Su Tong are classmates, and the two of them are assigned to the daily chemical plant at the same time, and they are usually inseparable, as good as a person, and when they joke, they are unstoppable.

Su Tong nudged her gently: "You bet yourself, what are you doing with me?"

Guo Xiaoli hugged her shoulders and whispered in her ear, "Tongtong, do you hope that he will succeed in saving him?"

Su Tong pushed her away: "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." ”

Guo Xiaoli giggled, wrapped around again, and said, "You don't lose anything, he looks so handsome!

Su Tong's white face was instantly red, and she pinched Guo Xiaoli's face: "How do you know that he has six-pack abs?"

Guo Xiaoli watched Yang Fei walk out of the door of the studio and grinned: "Last time in front of the movie theater, he helped you fight, didn't you see it? The wind blew his shirt up, wow, it's just amazing!"

Su Tong panicked slightly, stroked the hair on his sideburns, and said: "Xiao Nizi, it's terrible, hurry up and find a man, take you in! ”

After Yang Fei arrived at the factory, he had not seen anyone from the sales department.

Finding the sales minister's office, Yang Fei knocked on the door.

"Please come in!" a female voice came from inside, a little cold, but very nice.

Yang Fei pushed open the door.

In the office, there was only one woman, wearing a women's shirt, her long hair was coiled up, and her head was tied with no bangs, looking capable and ageless.

Yang Fei estimated her age in his heart, but the other party's complexion was snow-white, with a standard goose egg face, and an elegant temperament, it was really hard to guess, probably around twenty-five years old!

The woman's appearance was very amiable, but her expression was a little cold, she glanced at Yang Fei and asked, "Comrade, what's the matter with you?"

"Hello, I am from the quality inspection team of the first synthetic washing factory, my name is Yang Fei. Is the sales manager here?"

In the factory, the production department and the sales department belong to two different worlds.

The distance between ordinary workshop staff and the sales minister is even more distant, and it is rare to have an intersection with each other.

Yang Fei had the impression that he had seen the sales minister several times in his previous life, and he was a tall and thin middle-aged man.

"Are you looking for me?" the woman flashed a look of surprise.

Yang Fei was slightly stunned, and immediately reacted.

The sales situation in the factory is so poor, someone has to take the blame, and this current minister is estimated to be replaced soon.

He walked in gracefully, sat down in the chair across from the desk, and looked at her with a casual smile.

The sales director of the daily chemical plant is equivalent to a section-level cadre.

This woman, who is not very old, can sit in this chair, either her father is very powerful, or her godfather is very good.

"I'm looking for chickens. Yang Fei's smile was a little evil.