"Alas, from the beginning of last year to the present, our factory has not even opened the machine tool, the workers are not working, the original factory has more than 400 people, and now there are only a dozen people in the factory every day, either drinking or playing poker, and if this continues, I am afraid that even the basic salary will not be opened!"

Sun Mingfan sighed and said.

"Uncle Sun, the fan you made is just capable of fanning the wind, and there is nothing beautiful at all, if you improve the technology, you may be able to ease up. ”

Liu Lang asked casually.

"Hehe, little friend, you said it simply, if you want to improve, then you have to enter the equipment, and you have to transform the machine tools, this is all money! To say that two years ago, we still have money to carry out the transformation, but now there is still a backlog of tens of thousands of fans in the warehouse, and there is no penny left in the factory, and now the expenses of the factory workers are still the money given by the government, and now the government does not want to give money, let us figure out our own way, where is there a way without money? Later, he said that the leaders want to come and see, and now you are the big savior of our three factories!"

Sun Mingfan said.

"The big savior?"

Wang Zhendong and Mu Xiaohu were angry again.

"Okay, you Hu Zhixian, you want us to help the poor, how can you start such a broken factory, there are not even a few workers left? ”

Liu Lang understands the deputy mayor very well, and he will not hand over a profitable factory to others to engage in any "crooked ways", which is Wang Zhendong and Mu Xiaohu, if they go to each other by themselves, I am afraid that they will be directly thrown out.

Now the most important thing is whether this factory can manufacture the parts used, as long as they can do it, once the Transformers are put on the foreign market, then the factory will suddenly turn a profit, and the workers' wages are not fifty or sixty, even eighty or ninety.

"Let's go to the lathe workshop and have a look!"

Sun Mingfan saw Wang Zhendong and Mu Xiaohu's faces were blue, and he didn't dare to ask more, and he didn't know what the other party wanted to do, so he could only take it around.

"Hou San'er, what are you doing?"

A group of people were walking, and one of the accompanying people suddenly shouted into the distance, and several people followed the sound to look, only to see a man squatting in the corner of the wall fifty or sixty meters away to defecate everywhere, and Bai Huahua's ass could be seen clearly from afar.

"Damn, you don't go to the toilet, come here to shit, fuck me!"

Sun Mingfan yelled angrily, and the man didn't panic when he heard it, wiped his butt with a piece of paper, stood up and left with a swagger, not taking the other party in his eyes at all.

Wang Zhendong is so angry! What is this kind of person doing if he stays? If he were in the army, he would dare to shoot him.

"Uncle Sun, the management of your factory is really a problem!"

Liu Lang smiled.

"Alas, there is no way, there is no way, the workers can't pay their wages, we people can't talk well, and now we still have a little basic salary every month, if we can't even pay this money, it's good that my people don't get killed by them. ”

Sun Mingfan couldn't stop shaking his head.

"This is the lathe shop, and there is a grinding machine shop in front of it, as well as a cold treatment and heat treatment shop. ”

Soon a few people arrived in a large workshop, the workshop cover is very high, more than 10 meters, more than 50 meters long, more than 20 meters wide, more than 1,000 square meters of area is already very large, but it has been very dilapidated, the wall outside the workshop also has a lot of slogans written in red pen: "Only one is good, the country will support the old!" "300 days of hard work, with an annual output of 50,000 units!"

Sun Mingfan pushed open the door of the workshop and led everyone into the workshop.

There are nearly twenty machine tools inside, placed everywhere in an irregular manner, and all kinds of sundries are thrown on the ground, and there is still human feces in this sundries, and it seems that the person who went outside to excrete just now is not bad.

"What is this?"

There was a sour smell of engine oil mixed with the air and Mu Xiaohu covered his nose and retreated.

Liu Lang, Xiong Huaizhi and Chen Fan ignored the smell and came to a lathe in a few steps.

"The C123 lathe, which is the country's earliest batch of equipment, was imported from the Soviet Union for more than 40 years, and there is no problem in manufacturing our parts!"

Xiong Huaizhi walked to the power supply as he spoke, connected the power supply and pressed the switch to see if it could start, but the machine tool did not respond.

"What's going on? These machines are broken?"

Xiong Huaizhi was stunned.

"No, no, old family, although our machine tools are old, they are all good, it's just ......... It's just that the electricity bill is in arrears recently, and the power supply station has stopped the electricity. ”

Sun Mingfan replied embarrassedly.

"Can't even pay the electricity bill?"

Xiong Huaizhi shook his head, there are really a lot of problems in this factory.

"Let's go, let's take a look at other workshops!"

A few people went to the grinding machine workshop, the milling machine workshop, and then went to the equipment workshop to take a look.

"Liu Lang, how is this factory?"

Wang Zhendong asked at this moment.

"If you want to talk about production, there is no big problem, if you start working at full strength, you can produce more than tens of thousands of pieces a year without any failures, which is okay, but can this factory take our work?"

There is no problem with the hardware, although these equipment are very old, but the parts required by the Transformers have no technical content, that is, the most basic car, grinding, milling, and coloring and other links, as long as you follow the drawings to do it, there will be no big problem, but in terms of "software", the problem is big, the workers of this factory have been scattered, Sun Mingfan, as the person in charge, can't even stop the matter of open defecation, how to care?

No one, no matter how simple the product is, it can't be produced, even if you get these people back, the management can't keep up, and when the time comes, you will be fooled, and the products produced are all defective products, isn't that smashing your own brand?

As for the impossibility of changing people, this factory is a state-owned factory, and the workers are all all-people workers or large collective workers, which can be regarded as people in the system.

"Little Sun, who are you Sun Fucai?"

Xiong Huaizhi asked suddenly.

"Oh, that's my father!"

Sun Mingfan replied.

"It's your father! I know him, and he's supposed to be ......... this year Fifty-four!"

Xiong Huaizhi thought for a while and said.

"Yes, old man, how do you know?"

The other party immediately asked.

"Hehe, how do I know? In the early fifties, he was my apprentice, when we were both working in the shipyard, I taught him by hand, your father is also very smart, learned my forty percent of the skills, and then after the apprenticeship, he went to work in the capital, seven or eight years he went to the mechanical department for a meeting, I also met him......... It's been five or six years!"

Xiong Huaizhi sighed.

"Are you Elder Xiong?"

The other party immediately asked.

"Oh, did your dad mention me?"

"I mentioned it, of course I mentioned it, he always said I'm sorry for you.........!"

"Alas, what is worthy of being sorry is all in the past, he mentioned me to you, which means that he still thinks about me as a teacher in his heart, he is sick now?