After the representatives of the consortium except for the Northern Trust got 30 million real money, their attitude towards Song Ya was much better, "Don't nap boy, the chemical industry is not so simple. ”

"I'll leave this to the professionals, don't worry."

Song Ya is now the master of this place, and he stands at the door, shaking hands with the people of the consortium in turn, and sending them away.

"Please continue to maintain production order, the military needs your company to continue to provide products that meet the quality standards."

The white officer put on his military cap and was about to shake hands and leave, "Please wait, Heinrich...... Lieutenant Colonel. Song Ya hurriedly stopped him, "Please sit down first." ”

"This year, the Barn fluorescent agent factory is expected to lose 2.7 million dollars, can the military appropriately increase the purchase price......

It is best to be able to reverse the loss, whether it can be achieved or not, Song Ya always has to mention it.

"No, you can't."

The other party ruthlessly refused, "At the beginning, you won the bid for a ten-year contract, and it has only been four years, and there is no room for discussion in terms of price." And the competing products on the market are also starting to catch up, and if your company wants to get the next contract, I am afraid that you will have to lower the price. ”

"That's ......"

Song Yahe glanced at the new general manager of Barn Chemical, and the other party gave him a helpless wry smile.

"And what about this?"

Song Ya motioned to Samur to hand the other party a document, which was a security contract signed between an affiliated company appointed by the military and the Barn fluorescent agent factory, "500,000 knives a year, we ...... No, I can't afford it later. ”

"This is also necessary, we want to ensure the security of confidential technology, after your company won the bid, the military has borne part of the research and development costs, and the military also has ownership of those technologies." The other party refuses again.

"But didn't you just say that the competitors on the market are gradually catching up? There's no longer a need for such strict secrecy as it used to be, right? How about just doing cuts? I intend to offer a new security contract of about 250,000 dollars to meet the minimum standards set by the military......"

Song Ya didn't give up, "I have to do everything I can to turn this factory into a profit, otherwise I won't rule out closing this place when the time comes." ”

"I'm sorry, it's not on my purview."

The other party stood up again, "But I don't have an opinion in principle, you can talk to someone from the security company." ”

"Okay, thanks."

Song Ya immediately asked the general manager to call the boss of the security company, "Tell them that this is a notice." He told the general manager to bluff.

"New boss, new atmosphere?"

These security companies have eyes and hands, and sometimes they will directly send mercenaries to help do dirty work that the military is not suitable for, but the other party also knows the current predicament of Barn Chemical, and there is no big struggle, "Then I will withdraw half of the security personnel stationed in the past." ”

Song Ya was happy to do this, and directly agreed.

Saving 250,000 yuan a year is far from enough, after this knife went down, the executives of the fluorescent agent factory, including the general manager, looked at Song Ya with blank eyes, for fear of being cut by him.

"You're safe for now."

Song Ya flipped through the employee roster to give them a reassurance, this company has only nearly 50 employees, and less than half of the blue-collar workers are really in the production line, and the rest, including the management, are highly educated scientific research engineers majoring in chemical engineering, and it is the configuration of the old Barn, a knowledgeable industry insider, after streamlining the layoffs, there should be no room for further layoffs.

"We also have to hire some engineers from the original Barn Chemical, and the contract signed between the old Barn and Huaguo enterprises includes the provision of equipment after-sales and the dispatch of personnel to guide the construction of the new factory."

Song Ya took out another document, "There are already five engineers in China, and about ten people have to be hired again." ”

"These are all high-end talents in the large chemical industry, and re-employment plus expatriate allowance is not a small expense, and many engineers who have been laid off have already started new jobs......

The new general manager said embarrassedly.

"Are there any retirees from the group of people who built the factory in the first place? Surely they would like to come back and do the job, right? ”

Song Ya had learned about the situation in advance, and he handed over a thick roster of former Barn Chemical employees to the other party, "You contact those old men, and I am going to spend on this to reduce the security cost by 250,000 dollars a year." In addition, the renovation of the exterior of the factory that Edward requested also needed to be completed by a builder on time. ”

"Okay, no problem."

After a brief communication with the urgent matters and a little chat with the executives, Song Ya felt that these people's thinking was more scientific and industrial, and he thought that as long as better products were developed, everything would be fine, and he was temporarily satisfied, at least at this stage, he did not need to have a particularly cunning professional manager in this factory.

"Would you like to take a tour of our factory?"

The general manager proposed.

"Okay."

Song Ya followed them to the tour, and the group first came to the computer room, where a UNIX workstation system was used, the equipment provider was SUN, and the data was stored on a small cassette similar to a record cassette.

"There's no danger of hacking, right? Just like what happened to the First National Bank of Chicago. ”

The movies that Song Yana has seen are now being learned and sold.

"No, our internal network is physically isolated from the outside world." A technician explained.

"Well, that's good."

Song Ya nodded without pretending to understand, walked around it with his hands behind his back, and then went out.

There are people from the security company standing guard here, they are dressed in uniform and have a bad attitude because they don't rely on the fluorescent agent factory to pay their salaries, and they are like thieves to everyone, and Samur and others are blocked out.

The group left the office building and walked into the small factory area opposite, "Do a good job of fire prevention." Song Ya went to the warehouse to check the various documents and chemical raw materials of the original Barn Chemical that had been piled up by the porters, and then walked into the production plant, where the front-line workers were busy in front of the equipment in an orderly manner.

The company has two products, one is a white solid fluorescent agent raw material for the military, which is loaded into standard storage tanks after coming off the production line, and then transported by workers to a small, confidential warehouse by forklift to be ready for timely delivery.

There is also a civilian fluorescent agent, the sales are very low, "our products are non-toxic and odorless, non-flammable and non-radioactive, very safe, and emit cold light ......"

The general manager asked the workers to open a storage tank, which was filled with a slightly yellowed paint-like viscous fluid, "Look. He dipped his index finger out a little, then put another chemical in it and stirred it.

"Isn't that interesting?" The fingers he took out were already glowing green, "Would you like to try it?" In order to prove that it is not toxic, he made a few more cuts on his face, "Turn off the lights and look." ”

"No, no, no."

Song Ya leaned back slightly in disgust with a few green lights in the dark, he didn't believe a word of the other party's words, there were also toy dealers in the United States who made radioactive materials into scientific and educational toys and sold them to children, as well as radioactive radiation that claimed to be beautiful, and the propaganda at that time was also non-toxic and harmless, beneficial to the body and mind.

"So in what direction is this thing used?" He asked.

"Emergency lighting, but the maintenance time of this product is a bit short, less than half an hour, we are working hard to develop it, I believe there will be improvement."

The general manager took the cup handed by the worker and said while cleaning: "So it can't compete with similar products with added harmful substances." ”

"What about cutting this product line?" Song Ya felt useless, people's emergency lighting was originally for emergency use, and luminous substances were harmful, and no one would be stupid to touch them with their skin.

"That would also have an impact on the supply of the military, which is a by-product, determined by the chain of chemical reactions."

The general manager dismissed his thoughts, "Then that's it for now." ”

Leaving the factory, he returned to A+ Records, "What's wrong? He saw everyone gossiping around the TV.

"APLUS, IT JUST SO HAPPENS THAT WE'RE ALL WATCHING MJ'S DANGEROUS JOURNEY TO BUCHAREST CONCERT, ARE WE TOGETHER?"

Yeremov greeted him.

"The one that HBO bought for more than 10 million pounds?"

Song Ya walked to the front of the crowd, on the couch, Phiggie and Amy Adams were snuggling together intimately eating popcorn, he sat between the two women, and opened his arms to the left and the right.

"Open your mouth." Amy Adams feeds him popcorn.

The rest of the company didn't see it.

"MJ's fans are so crazy......" Becky watched the concert scene on the screen with envy, and the fans who kept squeezing until they fainted were carried out, MJ was standing motionless on the stage, and the Eastern European fans, both men and women, all watched him scream wildly and burst into tears.

"What is he doing?" Song Ya asked.

"He doesn't have to move, he doesn't have to say a word, and the stage effect surpasses all other singers." Yeremov replied.

Song Ya looked at Phigi and Amy, who were watching MJ Fan on the TV intently and adoringly, and felt a little pantothenic acid in her heart, "There are so many people at the scene, those fans are still holding lighters and candles, aren't they afraid of lack of oxygen?" ”

"What is hypoxia?"

Yeremov replied: "His fans are willing to die for him, and I heard that in the first few concerts, some fans were so excited that they died of a heart attack on the spot. ”

"HBO's broadcast ratings have exceeded 20 percent!" There are employees in the back who report loudly.

"Wow, HBO is a cable station, and no one can help them do this kind of ungodly ratings except MJ." Yeremov lamented.