"When is the main building of the mall expected to be completed?" asked Wang Qiang. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It might take more than a year to do this, right?"

Chen Haipeng replied with some uncertainty.

Wang Qiang took the phone, sat on the sofa in the living room, thought for a while, and said:

"Uncle, since the shop is almost finished, you can start leasing it out."

"I don't know if I came to rent our shop, Fuliu New District is not very popular"

Chen Haipeng said with no confidence.

"Let's rent it first, wait a month, and then talk about it," Wang Qiang said.

"That's all it can do," Mr. Chen said.

Ending the conversation about the Fuliu New Area project, Chen Haipeng suddenly said:

"Wang Qiang, I heard that Mu Qizhong is applying for parole"

"Oh, uncle, who did you listen to?" Wang Qiang asked with some surprise.

"Feng Lun, it's the same person you gave me a business card last time" Chen Haipeng replied: "He called me a few days ago to say it"

"Oh," Wang Qiang said he knew.

Hearing that Wang Qiang had nothing else to say, Chen Haipeng said two more words to Wang Qiang and hung up the phone.

When he hung up the phone, Wang Qiang sat on the sofa and suddenly said to himself: "If Mu Qizhong can be released from prison this year, then wouldn't he be released from prison eleven years earlier than the previous life!

Wang Qiang was suddenly a little excited about changing the fate of Mou Qizhong.

……

Another weekend, Wang Qiang went out for a walk, and when he returned home, he saw his father Wang Wenhu and his mother Chen Shuying discussing the resumption of work at the agricultural machinery factory.

"Mom and Dad, what are you going to do this time?"

Wang Qiang picked up a washed apple from the coffee table, took a bite, and asked.

Hearing Wang Qiang's question, Wang Wenhu sat down on the sofa and replied:

"After my visit with your uncle, and combined with the situation of my repair shop in those years, the agricultural machinery factory plans to make two fist products this time."

"Oh, I don't know what it is?" Wang Qiang said curiously.

Wang Wenhu said quite proudly: "One is a household dough sheeter"

Here I want to explain that Sanqin is located in the northwest, and the province is mainly pasta-based. So in the eighties and nineties, many rural homes had a large old-fashioned dough sheeter, two meters long, about one meter and a half meter high, half a meter wide, except for the drum, the rest of the place was made of pig iron, weighing more than 100 kilograms.

"Dough sheeter, isn't that a product that the agricultural machinery factory used to produce?" asked Wang Qiang a little speechlessly.

"It's different," Wang Wenhu explained: "In the past, the noodle sheeters in the agricultural machinery factory were mainly old-fashioned dough sheeters, which were heavy and large, and they were laborious to use. Except in the countryside, people in the city simply have nowhere to put this thing. Therefore, the old-fashioned dough sheeter can only be sold to farmers. And the consumption power of the peasants is not very strong, so there is not much profit"

After listening to his father Wang Wenhu's explanation, Wang Qiang knew that his father must have done a lot of work, and it was particularly effective, so he motioned to his father Wang Wenhu to continue.

Wang Wenhu saw that his son listened carefully, and continued with some unfinished words: "Therefore, this time we produce a dough sheeter, and we plan to take all urban households as consumers. We intend to manufacture a small dough sheeter with a length, width and height of no more than 50 centimeters and a weight of no more than 50 catties. This kind of dough sheeter is not difficult at all for the master of our agricultural machinery factory, but the market is very large. And I plan to let the agricultural machinery factory make two kinds of this small dough sheeter, one is purely manpower, and the other is electric, which can save manpower even more."

After listening to his father's confident words, Wang Qiang looked forward to what his father said next.

"Although these two kinds of dough sheeters have not yet been produced, I feel that the products will definitely sell well" Wang Qiang asked with some expectation: "Dad, I don't know what the other fist product of the agricultural machinery factory is?"

"Another fist product is the production of various standard parts," Wang Wenhu said with some ambiguity.

"I don't know what parts they have?" asked Wang Qiang.

"The exact parts have not yet been decided, but now there are plans for gear rings embedded in the flywheels of the car, and some non-standard flanges (parts of the tubes that are connected to each other) in the motor housing. When the product comes out, the production will be adjusted at any time according to the sales situation," Wang Wenhu said.

Seeing that his father quickly found the products to be produced by the agricultural machinery factory after a period of investigation, Wang Qiang said to his mother Chen Shuying with some joy:

"Mom, it seems that my dad and my uncle have not run away in vain during this time, and they have found a new profit point for the agricultural machinery factory so quickly"

Chen Shuying glanced at her husband Wang Wenhu with love when she heard this, and said: "Your father was originally a talented person, but he never had a platform for him to play before."

"Of course, otherwise how would you choose me, a poor boy," Wang Wenhu held his wife Chen Shuying's hand and said.

Seeing his parents show their affection in the room regardless of themselves, Wang Qiang couldn't bear it.

Although there is still a gap between what his father Wang Wenhu said and what he thinks in his heart, since his father has already decided, and his ideas are not yet ripe, Wang Qiang decided to postpone putting forward his opinions, and it will not be too late to wait until the time is ripe in the future.

But some inconsequential things, and measures that can make quick profits, Wang Qiang feels that he can still tell his father.

"Dad, there seems to be no problem with the operation and production of the agricultural machinery factory. But there is still a little bit of change in other places," Wang Qiang said pretending to be profound.

"Oh, I don't know what needs to be changed" Wang Wenhu still attached great importance to his idea of this genius son, and asked a little nervously.

Seeing that he successfully bluffed his father Wang Wenhu, Wang Qiang was secretly happy in his heart.

"Dad, don't you think the location of the farm machinery factory is not very good?" asked Wang Qiang.

"What's wrong? The agricultural machinery factory is located in the center of Xinghua Town, and life is convenient. Provincial Highway 104 passes in front of the Agricultural Machinery Factory, and the transportation is convenient, what's wrong?" asked Wang Wenhu.

Wang Qiang saw that his father Wang Wenhu had misinterpreted his meaning, and hurriedly explained:

"What I'm saying badly is not that it is inconvenient to live or transport, but that the current location of the agricultural machinery factory is a bit wasteful by the agricultural machinery factory," Wang Qiang said.

"What do you say?" Wang Wenhu wondered.

"The geographical location of the agricultural machinery factory can be said to be the golden area of Xinghua Town, which can be used to build shops and shopping malls. With the current price of shops in Xinghua Town, how can this land be built into shops, it can net five or six million, not to mention that if the real estate increases in value in the future, it may earn more," Wang Qiang said.

Wang Wenhu thought for a moment, nodded and said:

"That's true, but the farm machinery factory uses this land."

"We can ask the government to help us re-allocate a piece of land and build an agricultural machinery factory, preferably with a large piece of land connected to it, and it will be convenient to expand it in the future," Wang Qiang said.

"This is a good way to move the agricultural machinery factory to a new promising land, and the original factory site is developed into a shop or shopping mall. There's a political slogan that seems to describe this kind of initiative, what is the cage and what the bird is called," Chen said.

"It's a cage for a bird, Mom," Wang Qiang said.

"Yes, it's to change the cage for the bird," Chen Shuying nodded.

When Wang Wenhu heard this, he patted it on the coffee table and said, "Okay! Let's change the cage for birds, move the agricultural machinery factory from the current place, and build shops or shopping malls on the original land."