Chapter Fifty-Six: Pride

Huang He had no choice, and in the face of such a strong uncle, he had no choice but to follow behind to meet Qin Hongjun.

But that doesn't seem like a bad thing.

Entering the factory gate, Huang He couldn't help but smack his tongue a little.

I had long expected that the scale of the cotton mill would be not small, and when I actually walked in, I found that it was really unimaginable.

The cotton mill is located in the area on the left of the fairy tree, according to the words of later generations, it is within the second ring road, this place Huang He is very impressed, it seems that in 19 years, the house price here can casually go up to 1W5 more than one square meter, and it is also a high-rise.

But what about cotton mills?

At least 100 acres.

There are not only industrial areas, residential areas, but also separate gardens and playgrounds..... It's like a small society, with all kinds of things. If nothing else, just keep this piece of land and do nothing, as long as you wait for another twenty years, it is definitely worth hundreds of millions.

However, Huang He sighed and sighed, and envy is also people's.

However, the next moment, Huang He hesitated, in his memory, there seemed to be no cotton mill in the future, right?

And it should have been built into a commercial plaza plus commercial office buildings.

That is to say, in less than twenty years in the future, cotton spinning will go bankrupt, otherwise he would not have heard of such a large enterprise.

Thinking like this, Huang He couldn't help but be a little worried about the cotton mill.

Although with the advantage of integrating resources, the current cotton mill can be regarded as opening up a new situation, but even this is only a way to treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

In a short period of time, according to the advantage of surpassing other factories in terms of fast information, cotton mills may be able to take the lead, but with the popularization of informatization, this advantage will gradually shrink, and finally become equal.

And Huang He asked himself, he couldn't just sell the books that integrated information in state-owned enterprises.

After all, in essence, this operation is a commercial operation, and since it is a business, it will definitely be linked to money, so these books will not only serve state-owned enterprises, but also private enterprises.

In this way, the majesty of his little butterfly is likely to bring a storm, and the final outcome is not at all predictable.

Walking through a tree-lined path, the three of them soon passed through a workshop, outside which there were a number of dump trucks parked horizontally, carrying one or two unfinished cotton flowers.

The roar of machinery in the workshop, with some vague words in the noise, combined with various noises to form a unique symphony of industrial people.

Old man Ma enjoyed the busy appearance of the workshop, he walked and stopped, and the short road of four or five hundred meters made him feel like he walked out of the Cannes red carpet.

"Young man, how does the workshop of our cotton mill compare to your blanket factory?" Old man Ma pointed to the busy machines and workers in the workshop, and looked at Huang He with some smugness.

As an old worker who dedicated his youth and blood to the cotton mill, Old Man Ma does have the qualifications to be proud.

Not only him, but even Section Chief Liu on the side had a faint sense of indescribable pride at the moment.

Huang He knows that in fact, this is the so-called sense of belonging and collective honor.

Sometimes we are very envious of the so-called management theory of foreign countries, what 3S\4S\5S, and what corporate culture, enterprise spirit, but we don't know that in fact, we have around us, but no one is idle to summarize it.

So much so that some flattering hats boasted all day long, looking down on this and there, as if he knew that a little fur could go to heaven.

"Well, yes, yes! It's much better than my blanket factory!"

Huang He looked at the situation inside, and saw rows of spindles constantly circling the city with the yarn splitting machine, and the workers were busy in an orderly manner.... It is indeed much more formal than the blanket factory contracted by his father Huangshan.

Of course, the quality of the workers is one thing, and more importantly, the equipment is really good, compared to the old equipment of the blanket factory decades ago, it is a bit shabby.

"Hehe, your baby is not very old, you still know some goods!

Hearing Huang He's answer, Old Man Ma was more satisfied, since he became a doorman, his greatest pleasure is to take the staff who came to the cotton spinning factory to walk around the spinning workshop, every time he walked, he could get infinite satisfaction.

As he spoke, he pointed to a vacant land about twenty acres in size on the edge of the shade of a tree not far away, and said with a smile: "Over there, we plan to build a few small six-story western-style buildings, which are the kind of two-bedroom ones with toilets and kitchens." Oh, this repair will cost more than two million, that is, I dare to do this now because the benefits are good, if the market in the first half of the year will not work!"

It can be seen that the old man Ma is showing off.

Millions of them.... Do you have your share?

......

After walking for a few minutes, a two-story old-fashioned building entered Huang He's eyes.

It is said to be an old building, but in fact, the maintenance is quite good, whether it is the outside walkway or the windows of the building are clean. There is a nameplate on the lintel of the one at the front of the small building, and I saw that it reads the factory director's office.

"Knock knock!" said the old man in a rare polite manner, knocking lightly on the door.

Qin Hongjun's voice from inside the door immediately came out.

"Come in!"

"Young man, you just wait here, I'll go and tell the factory director, and you won't go in until you let you in later!" Old man Ma greeted Huang He, and then took Section Chief Liu into the office.

Huang He was standing outside, and soon heard a commotion starting from inside.

"Director Qin, look at this Xiao Liu, his ideology is inflated, he thinks about eating well and living well every day, and he is completely taking the capitalist line. If you are now the factory director, you can still suppress them, but what if you retire one day? If you continue like this, the factory will be destroyed by them sooner or later!"

"Director Qin, I also ordered the goods according to the conclusion of the factory council, and now that the orders have been placed, I can't help it!"

"You can return the order if you place an order, everyone can return it to us, why can't we return it to others? Director Qin, the blanket factory is miserable, and the wages have not been paid for several months, so they are counting on us to buy their blankets for dinner!"

......

Qin Hongjun only felt as if there were a hundred ducks quacking in his ears, he rubbed his brows, and there was nothing he could do in the face of the old man Ma, the veteran of the factory, but on the other side, Xiao Liu, the head of the logistics department, was not wrong.

It's just that.... Are blanket factories really that poor?

It is said that Huang He has earned hundreds of thousands of dollars just by selling books in Guangzhou, how can he not even be able to pay his salary?

But.... If Huang He was still in Guangzhou, there was also this possibility.

As Old Man Ma said, in fact, spending some money to purchase a batch of blankets is not a big deal for the cotton mill, and there are only four or five hundred employees in the factory, and the rest are all workers' families.

A blanket per person is tens of thousands of dollars a piece.

This amount of money is not a problem at all for cotton mills that have already received 30% of the pre-purchase price from the manufacturer.

So after thinking about it, Qin Hongjun still felt that he would meet this salesman first.