As a Ninghai optical instrument factory that once could manufacture lithography machine-level lenses, this technical level is naturally not said.

Although the instrument factory has been silent for a long time after the lithography machine project is launched, the accumulated technical level is still there, and the machinery and equipment in the workshop may be seriously damaged, and the lenses of the lithography machine cannot be made, but the production of ordinary spectacle lenses is still very easy.

Because of this, Zhuang Wei organized the workshop workers to find all the equipment that could still be used for commissioning, but in just one week, the first batch of 300 spectacle lenses was produced.

The first batch of products rolled off the production line, and Mrs. Tang was invited to come and try them on in person.

"These glasses are good, much easier to use than the one I used before, I've never seen things so clearly!" The old lady was full of praise.

The cadres and workers of the instrument factory are very happy and proud.

Some people even puffed up their chests and said: "Of course, our optical instrument factory is absolutely the top in China in the research of lenses, and the understanding of glass and the refraction of light are not comparable to any glasses factory!" ”

At this moment, everyone, including Zhuang Wei and Mrs. Tang, was very happy, thinking that such a good thing, even if it couldn't be sold for a high price of hundreds, at least thirty or forty would definitely be fine.

But immediately, reality taught them a hard lesson.

When Zhuang Wei took the lens samples from the factory to the optical store to sell, Zhuang Wei originally wanted to make a sample of the factory, but the owner of the other people's optical store drove Zhuang Wei out without looking at it.

"Boss, look at the lenses, let's talk about it, we are Ninghai Optical Instrument Factory, the best lens factory in the country, you try our lenses, it must be better than anyone else!"

Zhuang Wei also tried to persuade the boss, but the boss just pointed to the sign above his head very angrily: "Can't you see what kind of store I am?" Breerlen, foreign brand, all my lenses here are customized from abroad, don't come to me to touch porcelain! ”

Zhuang Wei can swear that his lenses are no worse than foreign brands, but the owner of the optical store doesn't listen at all, just drives people hard, and finally blows his beard and glares and threatens Zhuang Wei to interfere with his business again, so don't blame him for being polite.

Zhuang Wei was very embarrassed, he didn't understand how things could be like this, he obviously brought good lenses, but why did the boss drive him away without even looking at it?

However, Zhuang Wei did not give up, he continued to look for a second optical store, unlike the previous one, the owner received him very politely, and also looked at the goods brought by Zhuang Wei, and told to praise the quality of their lenses, but euphemistically said that he had just bought a batch of goods, and he did not need it for the time being and did not have the money to order again.

Zhuang Wei left disappointed, but this time it gave Zhuang Wei hope, he thought that it was not that his lenses were bad, but that he was unlucky this time, and he could sell them when the next boss needed them.

But the third one still hasn't succeeded, and the boss also told Zhuang Wei that his inventory is very sufficient, and he will talk about it later if necessary.

Zhuang Wei continued to look for fourth, fifth, and more eyewear stores, but the results were still the same, and they all told Zhuang Wei that they didn't need lenses.

Zhuang Wei was stunned and reacted, so in the seventh optical store, Zhuang Wei was politely rejected again, Zhuang Wei grabbed the owner of the optical store and asked him why he didn't want his lenses, and emphasized that he hoped that the boss would tell him the truth and not prevaricate himself with the words that the stock was full.

The boss looked Zhuang Wei up and down a few times, hesitated for a while and told him: "We are all in business, you take lenses and sell them, who knows where your lenses come from, whether they are good or bad, and we are also brand stores, all customized with manufacturers, there is a guarantee in case of an accident, what should you do if something happens to your lenses." ”

Zhuang Wei also explained that he was from Ninghai Optical Instrument Factory: "It was an old factory, and it used to build lithography machines, and the level was very high!" ”

But the boss just waved his hand and told Zhuang Wei to tell him that it was useless: "I don't know what lithography machine is, and I don't know what optical instrument factory is, I told you what I should say and shouldn't say, don't delay me in doing business." ”

Zhuang Wei didn't continue to run the store, returned to the factory, and other people who went out to run sales also came back one after another, and they were all embarrassed to tell Zhuang Wei that they didn't sell one either.

Although he had expected it, when he really heard the news, Zhuang Wei couldn't accept it all of a sudden.

Why can't we sell our spectacle lenses when they are so good?

The joy of seeing the first batch of products in the morning has now disappeared, and both Zhuang Wei and other factory cadres sighed.

At this time, Tang Xin came to the bureau and called Section Chief Wang.

Zhuang Wei's eyes lit up at that time, could it be that the bureau learned of the difficulties on their side and took the initiative to help?

The more Zhuang Wei thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, after all, if the optical instrument factory was successfully restructured, it would also be a great contribution to Section Chief Wang. Zhuang Wei ran to the office quickly, but when he picked up the phone, Section Chief Wang's first words made him a little confused.

"Congratulations to Mr. Zhuang on the big sale of his glasses!"

Zhuang Wei: ???

Zhuang Wei was confused, why did he start congratulating himself?

"Section Chief Wang, we didn't sell a single spectacle lens today." Zhuang Wei said.

Section Chief Wang didn't believe it at all: "Director Zhuang is still sloppy with me, I know that your first batch of glasses is off the assembly line today, and I also know that your Director Zhuang personally went out to sell, which is amazing." ”

"But Section Chief Wang, I haven't sold it, and I hope the bureau can think of a way." Zhuang Wei said.

Section Chief Wang thought that Zhuang Wei was joking with himself at first, but after a while, he realized that it was actually true.

"I don't know why, those optical stores just don't want it, Section Chief Wang, you have great powers, do you want to help the bureau find a way?" Zhuang Wei said.

How can Section Chief Wang care about this: "What are you talking about?" The fact that this product can't be sold is a problem in your factory, how can it be pushed to the bureau? Have you forgotten what I told you before? You have to learn to figure out your own way, and you can't find a way to do everything. ”

"Section Chief Wang, I really don't know what's going on, I ......"

Zhuang Wei had to explain something, and the stern voice of Section Chief Wang came: "If you can't do this thing, I don't think you can do it as a factory director!" ”

Section Chief Wang put down the phone after speaking, and angrily scolded Zhuang Wei in his office for being a waste, and thought he could pick this peach, but he couldn't even do this little thing, and he wanted to push it to the bureau, thinking beautifully!

Doodoo Doodoo......

Listening to the busy sound on the phone, Zhuang Wei was dumbfounded, he didn't understand how things were like this.

Isn't the factory restructuring, has things taken a turn for the better?

Didn't you produce so many spectacle lenses, how did it become like this?

Zhuang Wei knows better that if this batch of spectacle lenses cannot be sold, the instrument factory will fall into the dead cycle of decay in the past.

Is the instrument factory really hopeless?

At this time, Zhuang Wei felt that someone had pulled his sleeve, and turned his head to see that it was Tang Xin.

"Uncle Zhuang, why don't you go to Director Zheng." Tang Xin said.

Zhuang Wei: "Looking for him...... Can it be useful? ”