Chapter 0424 - Factories Don't Make Money

Ding Yaqiong was frightened. It's not that she doesn't understand cost accounting at all, but she has also been in a white-handed suitcase factory and knows what cost accounting means for the operation of the enterprise.

The three contracts she signed with Yang Wenbin and seven products belong to contract processing, and the cost accounting is easier and easier to see.

Chen Lan and the others came to the conclusion that after completing all the business of these three contracts, the profit of the factory was only more than 1,300 yuan, and the profit margin was only 1.68 percent.

This is 1.68 percent, which is not even as good as the interest of the bank.

"Xiaobai, what's the problem?"

"Defective products, defective product rate." Bai Shou said: "In your contract, the problem of defective products is considered. But you think too simply, the defective rate is only set at three percent, which is too low and too low. ”

Ding Yaqiong smiled bitterly: "However, in your suitcase factory, your total defective product rate has never exceeded three percent." So when I signed the contract, I took this three percent into account. ”

"My sister, making suitcases and processing electronic equipment are two completely different fields. The technical standards and quality standards of the suitcase are very vague. The same suitcase, I can say that it is genuine, I can also say that it is defective. ”

Ding Yaqiong nodded, "This is also true, at least half of the national suitcase standards are set by you." ”

"But what about electronics. Their quality standards are both strict and clear. As an example, can it be electrified. If you can be electrified, you are qualified, and if you can't be electrified, you are not qualified, there is no general statement. Once it is determined that it is a defective product, it must be directly returned to the furnace without a chance to repair it. ”

"Xiaobai, you're right." Ding Yaqiong nodded again.

Bai Shou said: "Our production equipment and production level are very backward. So our defective rate must be very high, three percent, I'm afraid it will never be able to reach it, unless the equipment is updated. But we can't do it at present, and it will be possible in the future to spend hundreds of thousands of millions to buy imported equipment. ”

"Xiaobai, what is the rate of defective products to be realistic?"

"At least eight percent or more, preferably ten percent, so that we can be profitable."

"Then I will contact the other party, explain the situation, and ask to modify the contract."

White Hand shook his head.

"That's not going to work. Sister, the fruit we grow ourselves has to be eaten the hardest, and the contract must be abided by, which is the spirit of the contract. The important thing is not the past, but the present and the future. ”

"Xiaobai, I'm sorry. It's all my fault for half a year. ”

Ding Yaqiong's face was full of apologies, and she had to comfort her again and again.

"Sister, should it be regarded as paying tuition, should it be regarded as exercise?"

Ding Yaqiong thought for a while, "In the future, in this regard, I must listen to you." Without your nod, I will never make up my mind. ”

"Hehe, what about Professor Yang?" looked at Ding Yaqiong with a smile with white hands.

Ding Yaqiong sneered, "He, in addition to his profession, is a mallet." ”

The white hand said badly: "Okay, it's a word." Your body is his, but your thoughts and actions are in my hands. ”

Ding Yaqiong blushed, and teased her with words with her white hands, this little wrongdoer.

"Go, it's none of your business."

"Huh...... Cross the river and tear down the bridge, unload the mill and kill the donkey, I am the donkey. ”

Leaving the factory and returning to the construction site with white hands.

Of course, you can't let it go, the investment of hundreds of thousands of dollars, you don't make money for half a year, and you feel distressed in vain.

The construction site is in full swing.

Only Luo Han, the director of Party A, hid in the office and roamed around.

On a hot day, this guy removed the air conditioner from the original unit, and now it is more than 30 degrees outside, and there are only more than 20 degrees in his office.

Kicked open the office door with his white hands, crossed his hands on his hips, and cursed.

The voltage at the construction site was not high enough, Luohan's broken air conditioner was turned on, and the ceiling fans in the migrant workers' dormitories were also weak, which seriously affected everyone's lunch break.

Luohan is down-to-earth, very close to the people, and mingles with the migrant workers, and everyone is not good at talking about him in person, so they report the situation to the white hand.

"Haha...... As for it, as for it. Rohan hurriedly closed the door and pressed his white hands onto the broken sofa.

"Brother, dissipate your anger. You know, according to my level, installing an air conditioner or something is what I deserve. ”

"Bah." took a sip with his white hand and scolded with a smile: "Stinky old Luo, as long as you replace the current transformer and replace it with a thirty kilowatt one, I have no problem with you opening ten air conditioners." ”

"Will you reimburse the electricity bill?"

"Dream on you."

Luo Han said: "The application is being reviewed, the application is being made, Xiaobai, don't be impatient." Now there is a shortage of electricity, I reported that it has been a month, and the power bureau has not approved it. ”

Bai Shou said: "Lao Luo, I'm not joking. Now it is good to overcome it, once the construction team of the house is stationed, the existing electricity will not be enough at all. When the time comes, you will be held fully responsible for delaying the progress of the project due to lack of power. ”

"Go, I'm not a power plant, I'm not a power bureau or a power supply company."

With his white hands, he lifted Arhat from the chaise longue and lay down on his own, his legs held high.

Luo Han smiled and asked, "How is it, cool up?" Comfortable, right? ”

"Damn, the life of the gods."

"Xiaobai, solemnly inform you. Within one or half months, the planning and design will be completed. Second, the construction of the project is about to begin. Third, your immediate priority is to identify one or three construction companies as soon as possible to be involved in the construction of campus buildings. ”

Bai Shou nodded, "Lao Luo, how many high-rise buildings are there?" ”

Rohan asked rhetorically, "Yes, what is a tall building in your standards?" ”

Bai Shou smiled: "The houses I can't build are all called high-rise buildings." In other words, buildings with less than three floors including three floors are not, and buildings with more than three floors are called high-rise buildings. ”

Rohan laughed.

Luo Han took out a planning sketch and spread it on the laps of his white hands, "Xiaobai, this is a sketch, but it is basically the same as the official planning map. Let's see how many houses your engineering team can build. ”

He looked at the old man stupidly for a long time, and finally said: "Damn, there are basically no houses below three floors." ”

"Yes, the tallest buildings are the Administration Building and the Academic Affairs Building, both of which are 12 floors. Eight school buildings, all with eight floors. Faculty dormitory building, 6 floors. Student dormitory, 5 floors. Haha, that is, a few canteens, and a few auxiliary rooms, which your engineering team can build. ”

Bai Shou smiled: "I marry a wife and help others have children, what is this called." ”

Luo Han also smiled: "It's okay, you still have a lot of work to do." In addition to building walls and digging soil now, it is your job to build playgrounds, repair school roads, and engage in greening in the future. ”

"Don't underestimate people." Bai Shou's eyes rolled, and he said angrily: "Lao Luo, I want you to see that my engineering team can not only mow grass and dig mud, but also build high-rise buildings." ”

Returned to his office with white hands.

The two hired construction workers, Yu Quanbao and Zheng Zhenghao, have something to do with nothing.