"Weidong, why didn't you bring up so many ideas earlier?" Shi Yueshuang asked.

"Why do I say that? I racked my brains so hard to come up with something to report up, and the leader sent me back if it didn't work. Now that we have the final say, of course I can say it. Wang Weidong replied.

What he didn't say was that he originally wanted to separate the radio factory from the Xiangyang Chemical Plant, but it was very difficult, and now Deputy Director Fang immediately pushed forward the separation work vigorously as soon as he made a decision.

If the deputy director of Fang wants to do this, he can do it immediately, and if he wants to do it and the deputy director Fang does not agree, it is useless.

"If we told those dozen people that we were willing to be at home, we would send the components to their homes, implement piecework wages, and install one for one piece, and we can only allocate a maximum of 150 radio components a month, and no more." Wang Weidong said.

If you produce more, you can't sell it, and now the key is to produce new radios to increase production.

"The factory gave us half a month, and during this time, we must find a house and move all things, including two machine tools!" Wang Weidong said.

In the evening, Wang Weidong returned home with a bag of fabric.

"Mom, this is the opportunity I got for you to make money, are you willing to do it? If you don't want to do it, I'll leave it to someone else!" Wang Weidong said to his mother Li Yufeng.

Li Yufeng opened the bag curiously and saw that there were small pieces of fabric inside, as well as dozens of long strips of cloth.

"Use a sewing machine to assemble these four pieces of cloth into a small school bag, and tie long strips of cloth into a school bag belt." Wang Weidong said.

Li Yufeng has been making clothes for her family for so many years, she has long understood it, she lifted the cover on the sewing machine, put on the line roller, and then stepped on the sewing machine to dry.

It didn't take long for her to make one.

"How much does it cost?" Li Yufeng asked.

"You still have a schoolbag strap now, plus two cents of the belt." Wang Weidong replied.

Li Yufeng thinks that the price is good, and she can make a lot of money in one night.

In the next time, I heard the clatter of the sewing machine, and Li Yufeng made four or five in half an hour.

Qu Xiaomei couldn't bear it anymore beside her, and she said to Li Yufeng: "Mom, let me try it too!" ”

Li Yufeng thought that Qu Xiaomei saw that her mother-in-law was tired, so she wanted to work for her for a while and gave up her position, who thought that Qu Xiaomei would sit next to the sewing machine and not move, until more than nine o'clock in the evening, Wang Xian urged her to sleep before stopping.

"Mom, you tell Wei Dong tomorrow that I made ten for a total of two yuan!" Qu Xiaomei said with a smile.

Li Yufeng's nose was crooked.

"In the future, no one can touch this sewing machine except me!" Li Yufeng said.

At this time, Wang Haifu was standing there with his eyes closed, his feet shoulder-width apart, his arms stretched out in front of his chest to practice Hexiang Pile Gong, and his wife's roar almost made him go crazy.

This set of exercises was accidentally seen by Wang Haifu when he was reading the newspaper, and after seeing it, he immediately stood up and tried it for a minute, then slowly opened his eyes and muttered: "Yes, it really works!" ”

Since then, Wang Haifu has been practicing Hexiang Pile Gong by reading a few hundred words of exercise introductions and two or three pictures in the newspaper. Master Wang is extremely talented, one law is mastered, and he has achieved great success in two months in Xiangyang Chemical Factory, a place where spiritual energy is scarce!

Now there are thirty or forty retired old men and old ladies in the factory who follow Master Wang to practice Hexiang Pile Gong every day, regardless of wind and snow!

Let the true qi run around in the body, and find that there was no accident, Master Wang said disdainfully after receiving the work: "Every day is money!" Money! ”

Wang Weidong rented three bungalows in the outermost part of the factory residential area with a large yard, and he planned to build a house out of wooden planks to put two machine tools, where he would make radio casings in the future.

The kitchen in the middle serves as an office, and the houses on either side serve as warehouses for finished radios and electronic components.

"Set sail, in the future, the two of us will take turns to live here at night, and we will give you an extra ten yuan a month." Wang Weidong said.

"Get a dog in the yard." Bao Qihang suggested.

Wang Weidong nodded in agreement.

A few people also come here during the day to install the radio instead of at home, because they have to listen to TV university classes in the morning and then stay and work.

Due to the implementation of the piecework system, the efficiency has been improved a lot, and there is no need to grind foreign workers to earn overtime pay.

Since the price remained unchanged and a radio canvas jacket was added, the sales situation was a little better, and the payment collection situation did not continue to decline, and now there are only eighteen people in the radio factory, and there is no problem with the payment of wages for the time being, and there is no need to eat the old money as before.

In the early morning of early November, with snow fluttering in the sky, Wang Weidong walked briskly towards the train station.

More than forty people stood there on the side of the road like clay sculptures of wooden tires, motionless, letting the snowflakes fall on their faces. They were all slightly bent knees and arms stretched forward, like a team of corpses that suddenly froze.

Wang Weidong stopped and looked at the dozens of people on the side of the road carefully, and found that they were all retired employees of the Xiangyang Chemical Plant.

"Uncle Chen, what are you doing?" Wang Weidong asked curiously.

He asked twice in exchange for Lao Chen Tou to spit out a word from his mouth: "Get out!" ”

The curious Wang Weidong didn't plan to leave, he must figure this matter out.

He was just about to ask again, when an old man covered in snow said, "Weidong, we are practicing qigong, you hurry up!" ”

Only then did Wang Weidong see that the elite and introverted martial arts master standing in the first row was his father Wang Haifu!

It seems that this set of exercises is indeed good, Wang Haifu now has snow on his hair, beard and eyebrows, but he doesn't realize it, he has assimilated with heaven and earth.

Now that Lao Tzu has spoken, Wang Weidong plans to leave.

"Where are you going?" Wang Haifu asked. He saw Wang Weidong carrying a large bag.

"Go on a business trip to Harbin!" Wang Weidong replied as he walked.

The scene fell into a silent silence of falling snow.

The old lady standing behind Wang Haifu wanted to speak several times and swallowed it back several times, but finally she couldn't help it anymore and said: "Lao Wang, you don't know yet, you are about to marry Lao Chen!" ”

Wang Haifu suddenly felt a huge shock in his true qi, and it took him a long time to channel this true qi into the dantian.

Looking sideways at the tall old man standing beside him, Old Chen also turned his head to look at Wang Haifu and smiled.

"No wonder he recognized you at first sight when he stood here, not even me, a father!" Wang Haifu said hatefully.

Wang Weidong bought a train ticket to Mushi at the railway station, and there is no direct train to Harbin in Beeshan County to transfer to Mushi.

This time he went to Harbin City, and he wanted to solve the big problem that the radio could listen to TV programs!