Zheng Lei's sentence "can" can't help but be a little weak-hearted.

Needless to ask, the state of the Bochuan has of course fallen to the bottom, but it is precisely like this, there is no way back in front of the Bochuan ship.

If it is a Bohai ship in its heyday, it can choose the most secure route, which is also the choice of heavy industry enterprises. Making money is secondary, and the first thing in front of heavy industry enterprises is always to live.

The first thing to do is to live, and the second thing to think about making money. Only surviving heavy industry enterprises can make money. This also requires heavy industry enterprises to seek stability first and foremost in their operations.

If it weren't for the fact that the Bochuan had nowhere to go, it would have been impossible for Hu Wenhai's question to be exchanged for a "can".

The risk is high and the pressure is high, and this kind of project is thrown to other shipyards, no matter how much it is earned, no state-owned shipyard will consider it. If you do a good job, you should make money, and if you don't do it well, you may lose the entire enterprise.

But of course, if it weren't for the fact that Bo Chuan had already been given half a life, Hu Wenhai wouldn't even have the idea of beating it.

In a heavy industry enterprise where tens of thousands of workers have accumulated assets of more than one billion yuan, individual investors have been able to support this kind of business? In the future, China's private capital will enter heavy industry, and it will be after almost eating up the short and fast projects, and the huge investment capital will not find a direction, so it will try to settle down in the field of heavy industry.

But even so, how many private enterprises will gain a foothold in the field of heavy industry in the next 30 years? It turns out that heavy industry is about bloodlines, and starting from scratch is hellish in the course of heavy industry.

It is precisely because he knows that Bochuan can't refuse. Now is when it is at its weakest. Hu Wenhai will be so proactive in promoting this matter. Wait for Bo Boat to breathe a sigh of relief. But it's really past this village, and there is no such shop.

"Well, I have one last question. ”

The gate of the city hall slowly closed behind Hu Wenhai, Zheng Lei swallowed with some difficulty, waiting for his question: "What you say can ...... Bohai Shipyard, can you call the shots?"

Zheng Lei opened his mouth, looking like he wanted to say something, but in the end he sighed helplessly.

He can be elected by the workers to petition the city government, but in the end, Bochuan is a state enterprise. It's not a worker's, and it's not his Zheng Lei's. The master of the Bo ship, he really can't do it.

"I can mobilize workers to support you. In the end, Zheng Lei just held back such a sentence.

"Of course, the support of the workers is important, but the key to this matter is not only on the ship. ”

As he spoke, Hu Wenhai had already turned around, stretched out his hand with a smile on his face: "Mayor Wang has worked hard, thanks to you, I am safe." ”

"Why—"

Wang Yichun was as small as a flower, and waved his hand again and again: "Hu is always a good person, and he has his own natural appearance." Oh, we GCD people don't talk about this. It should be said that the eyes of the masses of the people are bright!"

"Your name is Zheng Lei, right?" Wang Yichun looked Zheng Lei beside Hu Wenhai up and down, with a frosty face: "What's the problem that can't be reflected normally, and you have to make such a big thing?"

Facing Wang Yichun, Zheng Lei didn't feel apprehensive, straightened his waist and said: "Mayor Wang, if we follow the normal procedures and channels to reflect upwards, who dares to take care of our Bochuan affairs in Xiucheng now?"

With just such a sentence, Wang Yichun was directly squeezed into a corner by Zheng Lei.

His family knows his own affairs, and the current Xiucheng industrial system really can't deal with the problem of Bochuan. If you follow the normal procedures and channels, the biggest possibility is that there is a word "drag".

When the higher-ups can't stand it, and when the navy can't ignore it, the Bohai ship will naturally have the state to take over.

But of course, it is impossible for this to come out of Wang Yichun's mouth, at most he has some hints, so that the people below can understand and use them flexibly.

As for Zheng Lei's name, if such a big thing happens, of course Wang Yichun must have someone around him who is familiar with the situation of the Bochuan Ship. A "man of the hour" like him will know a lot of people.

Wang Yichun glanced at him deeply, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, let's go in and talk about any problems." Let the comrades of Bochuan not affect the office of the city government here, and go back and wait for news first. ”

Zheng Lei immediately nodded happily to the workers of the Bochuan outside the door, and said loudly: "Comrades, go back first, I will bring the city government's arrangements for us back to the factory as soon as possible!"

His words are also useful, after all, it is not an event such as "wage bargaining and rights protection" in the future, and the workers' own demands have been reached, so naturally there is no reason to continue to fight with the city government.

In fact, when they are not cornered, the workers of this era are more trusting and believing in the organization because they are all people with units.

Under Zheng Lei's appeasement, the workers of the Bochuan dispersed in twos and threes. Wang Yichun nodded with satisfaction, turned around and walked back to the city office building.

Speaking of Xiucheng, the city government office building is also a small number of years, probably a building that existed before the founding of the People's Republic of China. As a product of the war years, the biggest advantage is probably that it is thick.

Wang Yichun took the lead and walked up the steps, followed by Hu Wenhai and Zheng Lei. The crowd in the city compound dispersed as if nothing had happened.

……

"Xiaohu, sit down. Wang Yichun glanced at Zheng Lei and pointed to the sofa opposite him: "Comrade Xiao Zheng, you can also sit." ”

"It's not that the city government doesn't solve the matter of Bochuan, but there is really no spare energy in the organization. Wang Yichun lit a cigarette by himself, took a deep breath, pointed at Zheng Lei and said: "Bochuan and others have nothing to do, and they say with their conscience, which is also a pillar of Xiucheng." But when something happens, it's a big deal, a big thing! Who is Stanley Ho? Lisboa gambling king, Asian ship king, don't talk about you and me with this money, even if the lawsuit goes to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, it is impossible for the family to suffer!"

Wang Yichun sighed, shook his head with emotion, and said: "But there is no endless road, and you Bochuan can be regarded as a good time." Since Zheng Lei can represent the workers of Bochuan, the city government will inform you of a situation. ”

"In view of the current situation of the ship, the city government decided to lease the workers, infrastructure and other assets of the company to Xinke Heavy Industries, in exchange for the funds needed to upgrade the ship's technology. ”

"Xinke Heavy Industry, this is Mr. Hu's ......"

"Yes, it is a branch of Comrade Xiaohu's Xinke Company, and the situation is similar to the original 501 factory restructuring. ”

"This means that the city is going to sell our Bo boat?" Sure enough, when he heard the news, Zheng Lei was dumbfounded. No matter how dissatisfied with the organization, the workers did not expect that the state would sell the ship to an individual. Don't forget, in the dock of the Bo ship, there is now a nuclear-powered "big black fish".

"It's not selling, it's renting!" Wang Yichun reiterated and added: "The newly established Xinke Heavy Labor Union will transfer some of the workers of the Bochuan and rent some of the equipment of the Bochuan ship, and this part will be paid to the Bochuan as a price. On this basis, ST Heavy Industries can use the equipment of the company to form its own shipbuilding capacity and be able to manage the workers dispatched by the ship. ”

"That'...... What about the end of the lease?" Zheng Lei asked worriedly.

Historically, there have been many cases of leasing and leasing one's own land, and there are even more cases of borrowing and not paying it back. No matter how you look at it, this is all a practice of turning Bochuan into a concession.

Zheng Lei and the workers of Bochuan wanted to ask Hu Wenhai to save the factory, but they did not want to give up their status as workers in state-owned enterprises.

"At the end of the lease period, the workers of Bochuan can choose whether to stay in Xinke Heavy Industry or return to work in Bochuan. The equipment leased by ST Heavy Industry can be purchased or returned to Boship, but the equipment purchased during the lease period is not counted. ”

"What about the lease period?" Zheng Lei asked the most critical question, if it was rented for 99 years, it would be no different from selling.

"Three years. It was not Wang Yichun who spoke, but Hu Wenhai, who was sitting next to Zheng Lei.

I saw him smile kindly: "Master Zheng, don't worry, I am also a native of Xiucheng, and I have feelings for Xiucheng! Bochuan is a banner of Xiucheng, and I can't bear to see it fall?

"Comrade Xiao Hu said to our embroidery city!" Wang Yichun swore under Zheng Lei's gaze, and almost swore according to the sky: "Xiao Zheng, you don't know, seeing the problem of insufficient construction of Xiucheng enterprises, Comrade Xiaohu has brought hundreds of millions of projects to our industrial enterprises in Xiucheng by virtue of his ability and relationship. If you want to talk about your contribution to Xiucheng, I'm afraid no one dares to say that you are bigger than him. ”

Wang Yichun was the mayor of the city, and Zheng Lei let go of his worries. Since the lease is only three years, this time is a flash of time for the heavy industry industry.

As for saying that in three years, the Xinke Heavy Trade Union may choose to buy the equipment of Bochuan -- hahaha, what are you kidding? Bochuan has billions of assets, which can be swallowed by an individual enterprise?

Let's take 10,000 steps back and say, Bochuan is the only "big black fish" assembly plant in China, will it be sold to individuals?

Well, of course, he will not know about the drastic changes between the exchange rate of the dollar and the yuan in the next few years, nor will he know how much yuan Hu Wenhai will get every year that he cannot spend at all.

Wang Yichun silently lit a candle for Bochuan in his heart, and the workers who were dispatched to Xinke could just look at the original 501 factory. Let the original 501 factory workers choose again, and see if they will choose to be "exploited" in Xinke or receive a dead salary in a state-owned enterprise.

"That Stanley Ho's 30,000-ton bulk carrier ......"

"It will be taken over by Xinke Heavy Industry, and if it cannot be completed on time, it will be compensated by Xinke Heavy Industry. ”

Zheng Lei snorted suddenly.

He lowered his head, shook his shoulders, and finally couldn't help but wipe his eyes with his hand.

"Hey, Mr. Hu, don't say anything!

Zheng Lei held Hu Wenhai's hand tightly and shouted emotionally: "Good man-" (to be continued......