Zhang Zhihua really came to Beijing for another purpose, Li Jian lived in the Xinda Hotel, but Zhang Zhihua went to another place, according to Li Jian's understanding, it should be the Jiangzhou Office in Beijing known as the Beijing Office in later generations.

When Li Jian went back, he also did not return empty-handed, holding a red-headed document handed over by Tan Yongsheng, the Chenguang Tape Recorder Factory contracted by Li Hongjun was selected by the pilot group of the State System Reform Commission as a pilot system reform pilot, allowing Li Hongjun to carry out a shareholding reorganization of the Chenguang Tape Recorder Factory.

Moreover, Li Jian also got the good news that in the shareholding system reorganization, the state did not have to account for 51 percent of the equity of the Chenguang Tape Recorder Factory when it converted its shares into fixed assets such as land and factories, that is to say, Li Hongjun could have absolute control over it privately.

The train for a day and a night was encouraged by the red-headed document, Li Jian felt that it had no effect at all, his clumsy performance was seen in the eyes of the old man, in fact, it was for this policy, as for the origin of Li Jian's knowledge, from the researcher of the research institute to Tan Yongsheng of the Ministry of Posts, no one came to ask, this is the lie that Li Jian is most worried that he can't fulfill.

It seems that it is beneficial to learn more about politics, the black cat and white cat theory is definitely tried here, as long as it is good for the development of the country, and Li Jian is not a spy of the enemy country, even if the knowledge comes from is lost, it is ignored.

"Son, that female classmate of yours came to give you a certificate, and then came twice, as if she was looking for something wrong with you, if you are fine, go to school to have a look."

As soon as he stepped into the house, Li Hongjun told Li Jian that Lin Xiaodan was here, as for the relationship between Li Jian and Lin Xiaodan, Li Hongjun still hoped that he guessed correctly, but the truth seemed to be like that.

"School, forget it, I don't go to school to go to college, I go to school to go to college, hey, Dad, I don't understand, let's go to the factory to have a look, the horse manure cartons are not good to do recently, the small factories in our county and even the entire Jiangzhou City are basically out of work, and those big factories with business have ordered from the paper mill, and there is nothing to do with us."

Li Jianben wanted to tell Li Hongjun that he went to university for the sake of connections, and the Chinese people have always had a saying to describe intellectuals, literati are inferior to each other, because intellectuals in ancient times could be replaced by literati.

The literati despise each other, that is, they look down on each other, and at the same time, it also reflects from another side that the seniority between the literati is ranked, you are a student who graduated from three books, in front of the students of Tsinghua University and Peking University, it is difficult to find any self-esteem, unless their academic achievements make them unattainable, but even so, it is difficult to ensure that they do not slander a few words in their hearts, and they come out of a shabby school......

Li Jian, what you want is a name, and when you communicate with you on an equal footing, they can listen carefully to what you say.

"I couldn't even be busy with the shaft for a while, but these days are good, half a day and half a day, fortunately, there is a batch of newsprint from the printing house to support, if we just make horse manure paper, we will almost do one day and rest for five days."

Li Hongjun pointed to the workers who were still working there, a little hesitant, they could only make money when they started work, and these old guys who worked with him last month made a small amount of money, of course, this large sum of money was calculated relative to their previous salary, but it also made them excited for a long time.

At present, the entire Chunjiang, even the entire Jiangzhou, and the small and medium-sized enterprises in the entire Jianghuai Province are in a state of understarting, and even stop work and wait for production.

"Dad, I don't think we have much wood and bamboo, why don't we buy more, now we don't stock up at this time, after a while, we will have a large demand, and the price will rise."

Li Jian didn't look at the workers, but looked at the small warehouse for stocking, which was empty and basically had no inventory, which was like doing business for a long time.

Li Hongjun sighed,

"What are you doing with so many goods, it's the rainy season soon, and if you don't get it right, it will rot and grow fungus."

He was purely angry, Li Jian knew that Li Hongjun had not adjusted his psychology from being busy with business to having no work to do.

"Dad, purchase, buy in large quantities, then make thirty times thirty, high fifteen cartons, buy a plastic film machine, and the outermost corrugated paper is ......"

Li Jian casually pulled out a wooden stick and drew it on the ground, just like the packaging box of the kind of telephone set in later generations.

Li Jian customized the large cardboard boxes for every 27 small boxes according to the proportion, and at the same time made three sheets of 8-open white paper in the same proportion for each box.

And as soon as Li Jian does it, he will make 30,000.

Li Hongjun was stunned at this time, business is coming, but he is not at ease, what is Li Jian going to do.

"Son, who ordered this goods, given the deposit, 30,000 is a lot, in case you run away......"

Li Hongjun didn't finish speaking, and Li Jian picked up.

"Dad, this is our own telephone factory to order, 30,000 is just the first batch, in the future, your paper mill will make a box for our telephone, it will be enough."

What Li Jian wants to say is that there are refrigerators, washing machines, electric fans, and any household appliances, whether white or black, there is no need for packaging cartons.

"30,000, our telephone factory, can only build dozens a day, it will take a few years, and our telephone is a lot larger than this size, it may not be able to fit in."

Li Jian had already replaced the telephone in the paper mill with a cordless phone, so of course Li Hongjun knew the size of the cordless phone, but the output he knew was the output when He Chao did not carry out technical transformation a while ago.

Li Jian patiently told Li Hongjun about the current output of the telephone factory and the upcoming export plan, and Li Hongjun was not happy and angry.

"You bitch, you are going to build a better telephone, small, beautiful and advanced to sell abroad, but sell it to our national government such a low-grade product, and one is still so expensive, what do you think in your heart."

Originally, Li Jian set the price of the telephone so high, although Li Hongjun had some opinions, but he felt that since this was high-tech, the best thing, and sold at such a high price, he would endure it, but he didn't expect that Li Jian obviously had better things, but instead of selling them to our own domestic ones, he sold them to Big Nose, and his anger rose.

As for whether foreign exchange is foreign exchange or not, whether domestic science and technology can be achieved, and whether raw materials can be supplied, he has not thought so much, and it is not something that he can figure out as a paper mill worker.

"Dad, what are you talking about, let me ask you, what is our purpose, it turns out that it is to save the more than 30 people in the tape recorder factory from eating, and the problem of more than 30 people's lives, so we have to find a way for the tape recording factory."