Time: August 27, 1981, Place: Conference Room of the Shenzhen Municipal Party Committee, Characters: Secretary Liang, Secretary of the Instrument Factory, the Secretary of the First Machine and the Second Machine and the Agricultural Machinery Factory, Liu Zhaoyang.

"Alas, Lao Yang, why did Secretary Liang call us here today, you are out of your mouth" The secretary of the equipment factory handed a cigarette to Secretary Yang of the agricultural machinery factory and asked.

Secretary Yang took the cigarette, "I really don't know this time, it's not Secretary Liang looking for you, it's Mr. Liu of Jiamei Electric Company who asked Secretary Liang to gather you here, you have to ask him later."

"What, that street goods? Want to dig into our corners again? This time I can't say anything, if Secretary Liang doesn't stop it, whoever wants to bring this factory, I won't do it," the secretary of the instrument factory said that Liu Zhaoyang's teeth were itching, and he saw that Jiamei electric fans were popular all over the south and north of the Yangtze River in the past few days, and his heart was even more uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, the door was pushed open with a creak, and Secretary Liang walked in with a calm face, "Who won't do it?

"Secretary, I..." The secretary of the instrument factory had a red face, he was just complaining, but he didn't expect to be hit.

"Okay, I didn't hear today's things, we are all a brick of social construction, where we need to move, I don't want this kind of thing to have a second time, today Mr. Liu came to you, it is a good thing, not to dig your corner, just rest assured, Mr. Liu, you can talk about the affairs of Jiamei Company" Secretary Liang waved his hand and motioned for everyone to sit down.

Liu Zhaoyang sat at the bottom, and Xu Xuecheng told him before he came, not because the company is on fire, his temper is also on fire, and he has a good relationship with the local department, which is the guarantee for you to continue to be popular in the inland.

"I was offended a lot some time ago, and I apologize to the old secretaries here" Liu Zhaoyang's tone was very sincere, the key was that he also felt that what he did was a bit immoral, and he didn't even leave a brick at the foot of the wall.

Secretary Liang is here, and everyone is not good at complaining about anything, so they don't make a sound one by one, waiting to see what the young vice president will say next.

"I called everyone here today, because I want to get rid of you, but I must have heard that in the past few days, our Jiamei company's electric fans have been sold all over the country" Speaking of this, Liu Zhaoyang's face was inevitably a little more arrogant.

A few old secretaries on the spot were upset and snorted and turned their faces away.

Where did they not hear about it, the earliest group of people who understood it was them, and they didn't understand, obviously such an inferior electric fan, how could there be so many young people chasing it, and there were people in the evening newspaper, the equipment factory in our city has not even been on the sewing of the plate, and the old secretary of Yin Hong secretly thought.

Liu Zhaoyang also noticed his mistake and laughed dryly,

"Ahem, all the old secretaries are busy people, let's make a long story short, Jiamei electric fans are in short supply now, so our company would like to ask all factories to help us process and produce electric fans."

This sentence was thrown out, like ice water poured into boiling oil, and the old secretaries present were boiling, "What, let's do OEM processing for a private enterprise?"

"It's too infuriating"...

Secretary Liang slapped the table a few times before everyone stopped: "Don't make any noise, what are you arguing about, you will make trouble here in the middle of the conversation, what's wrong with the private enterprise? They are Hong Kong-funded patriotic enterprises, listen to it."

Well, since the boss has spoken, the old secretaries have no choice but to endure the discomfort in their hearts, and let Liu Zhaoyang continue.

"Don't be angry, old secretaries, we don't take advantage of the factories, we give the processing fee, a vertical electric fan, we give ten yuan for the processing fee, and eight yuan for the desktop!"

"Hiss~" As soon as Liu Zhaoyang finished speaking, he walked around the old secretaries in the wind and waves, and he couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

The secretary of the city instrument factory thought about it in his heart, and recruited a new group of employees in his own factory, and now he is making up 300 people, and if he produces about 1,200 units a day, the fee to be processed that day is not at least 10,000? That month is 300,000?

He was taken aback by himself, this month, it is worth the income of the previous factory for a year, not to mention this kind of OEM processing that does not worry about sales, and there is no need for technology at all!

The old secretaries in the factory looked at each other, and they all figured out the profits, and each turned their own thoughts in their hearts.

In fact, there are a few profitable state-owned factories in recent years, all of which are maintained by the tasks given by the above, and the income cannot be put in their own pockets, but it does not mean that they don't value money.

At least the accommodation conditions in the factory can be improved, the factory can be renovated, the meals can be a few more pieces of meat, and the employees below can have money and peace of mind.

Liu Zhaoyang's tender reaction of an old secretary knew that he was told by Xu Xuecheng again, his own little boss was really engrossed, and this trick really worked!

"Then how many production indicators can Mr. Liu give us in a month?"

Secretary Yang of the Agricultural Machinery Factory saw that everyone didn't speak, and knew that they were waiting for others to ask, Secretary Liang was not suitable, so he had no choice but to speak.

Liu Zhaoyang cleared his throat, "This our company is now increasing its full horsepower, and the daily output is about 5,000 units, according to the orders of the past few days, we have to produce about 13,000 units a day on average to meet the market, so there are 8,000 units of production tasks to be handed over to various factories." ”

Now the two electric fans launched by Jiamei Electric Appliance Company, the vertical ninety-eight and the desktop sixty-eight, the cost is about thirty, and they are handed over to the city mechanical and electrical factory for production, which is still a huge profit!

Hearing this, the eyes of the secretaries of each factory lit up, and Secretary Liang was also moved.

In the past, there were several investment projects in the city, but at most, they recruited a few local workers to increase some tax revenue for the city.

Jiamei Electric Appliance Company is different, not to mention anything else, the processing task of 8,000 units per day alone can create nearly 80,000 profits for the city, and it is every day!

"Have you all heard it? Don't keep worrying about the previous things, you see that now the United States Electric Appliances don't think of the factory in the city for the first time, you have to grasp this rare opportunity, do you know?"

Secretary Liang sent a message, asking each factory to assign their own indicators, which is a lot of income for the city.

Finally, after a period of discussion, the old secretaries summed it up and gave their own task indicators, one of which is a machine factory and an agricultural machinery factory are large factories in the city, with five or six hundred employees, each of whom recognized the index of 2,200 units, the second machine factory 1,800 units, and the instrument factory also gritted its teeth and set 1,500 units.

The production index task has been divided, everyone is happy, the old secretary sees that Liu Zhaoyang is not as obstructive as before, this is now a fragrant glutton, with the current momentum of Jiamei Electric Appliance Company, is there a chance for cooperation in future products!

At noon, Liu Zhaoyang didn't have to leave, and was left in the canteen in the city.

Someone asked what was the quickest way to win over feelings in the mainland, and one answer was to invite him to dinner.

On the wine table, a few glasses of white wine are in the stomach, everyone has let go, usually these old secretaries are some green vegetables and tofu in the factory, and there are few big fish and meat, it is rare that Secretary Liang let the chef let go of the show, entertained Liu Zhaoyang, and opened his belly to eat and drink.

Liu Zhaoyang returned to the factory in a daze, and went to Xu Xuecheng's office to find water to drink, his alcohol consumption was okay, but he couldn't stand the old secretaries taking turns pouring ah, this soldier obviously hasn't learned how to rely on wine, and a mouthful of wine can be smoked to the door of the factory.

Xu Xuecheng pinched his nose and poured him a glass of water, "How much have you drunk?"

Liu Zhaoyang lay crooked on the chair, "Not much, two... Two and a half pounds, bring me another bottle, I... I can put a few more down!"

Xu Xuecheng was too lazy to clean up for him, so he left him alone to sleep in the company, anyway, it would be hot and he couldn't freeze.

Liu Zhaoyang slept this time, it was really dark, and when he opened his eyes, it was already full of stars, he looked at his watch, half past nine, and seven or eight hours had passed!

Staggered down from the chair, poured himself a glass of water, and was drinking, Xu Xuecheng came in from outside with a lunch box,

"Wake up!"