On Sunday, Wang Weidong's family went out to count the radios, and he also recruited the same people who had followed him to the northern countries to disassemble the steel.

"At such an age, I still have to do these jobs, and I don't know when I will count more than 80,000 radios!" Li Yufeng said dissatisfied.

Wang Haifu was silent beside him.

Wang Xianjin said: "Mom, are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? ”

Open the large iron door of the warehouse and move the radios in the warehouse to the grounds in the courtyard of the radio factory for counting.

Since it was a Sunday when the factory workers were resting, many people stood outside and watched the excitement.

Wang Weidong looked at the three radios and felt very emotional.

The half-brick-sized radio was made when their little radio factory was first established. The large wooden shell radio was specially designed and produced to meet the three major pieces of marriage. Radios that can receive TV channels are produced for the purpose of learning English.

For so many years, the radio factory operated by the Xiangyang Chemical Plant still produced these three radios, and did not develop a new product, and even the shape of the original radio did not change.

Radios with wooden shells have been left for too long and are not well stored, and many radios have broken shells and fallen apart.

I thought it would take a long time to count, but the count of about 100 people was completed in less than three hours.

Together, there are only more than 18,400 of the three radios, compared to the 84,000 radios on the books, which is a far cry from the two.

The faces of Director Li and the other cadres of the radio factory, who were supervising on the sidelines, were ugly.

This is indicative of their mismanagement, and some people have moved tens of thousands of radios in the form of ants moving over the years.

Of course, Director Li didn't think so. After the accident of Deputy Director Fang, the radio factory has changed several directors, so you can't put the blame on him alone, right?

Besides, there may be a discrepancy in the number of radios stored in the warehouse, and perhaps the number of radios was much less when Director Fang was in charge of the factory, and this responsibility could be completely shifted to the dead Deputy Director Fang.

This is also the reason why the factory leaders are reluctant to hand over the radio factory to Wang Weidong, because they all know that as long as they hand it over, all kinds of problems will be exposed, although they do not know how serious the problem is.

"Director Li, 180,000 yuan will arrive in a week." Wang Weidong said to Director Li.

Shi Ke, who was still in the chemical plant, did not speak for a long time after hearing this.

In the afternoon, he took Wang Weidong to the office and said: "Weidong, the reason why I stayed in the Xiangyang Chemical Plant for so long and didn't leave is that I want to carefully study what is the problem of the poor operation of so many factories? What should I do? However, these problems can still be put aside, and now it is urgent to solve the problem of eating for workers! Maybe you have a grudge against me in your heart, and feel that I forced this hot potato to you and delayed you making money. In fact, I am also very embarrassed, let's just say that in this Xiangyang chemical factory, many people are also dissatisfied with me for doing this. At least the hundreds of idle cadres are dissatisfied with me! But I can't do that much, ensuring the livelihood of workers is the most important thing! I'm going back soon, and I'm going to report to the other leaders of the ministry about the investigation and research at the Xiangyang Chemical Plant these days. You have your problems, I have mine. But the first thing I have to think about now is the plight of the workers. ”

Two days later, Fang Yanmei handed Wang Weidong a list. Wang Weidong looked at the list and said, "Why are there so few, only more than 200 people?" ”

"In recent years, the efficiency of the factory has not been good, and many skilled people have gone outside to find their own way out. There are still some people who are now in the military workshop, so they can't be transferred out, right? These people are still receiving living expenses in the Xiangyang Chemical Factory. Fang Yanmei replied.

The number of skilled workers in the Xiangyang Chemical Plant provided by Fang Yanmei is far less than Wang Weidong's estimate, and it is no wonder that the efficiency of the factory has not been good in recent years, who still works hard to study technology?

He adjusted these people into the list of workers in the radio factory, plus the remaining 2,200 people in the original radio factory, and now there are more than 2,400 people, which is still more than 500 people short of Shi Weiwei's goal of arranging 3,000 people to work for him.

Wang Weidong selected as many of the thousands of workers the factory gave him as many older workers as he could who would retire in a few years.

The reason given by Wang Weidong is very open, these people are old, and it is difficult to find a job outside.

And such people have the drag of their families and can't leave home.

Compared to the production of decoder boards and movements, the production of power boards for VCD machines is the simplest. Electronic components such as transformer resistors are installed on the circuit board, and the alternating current is converted into several direct current outputs to supply power to the movement and decoder board. The work of the workers is similar to that of the radio factories in the past, so the training is also easy.

Before the electronic components and circuit boards were transported from Fushan to the Xiangyang Chemical Plant, Wang Weidong organized workers to sort out the more than 10,000 radios.

Two of the three radios were made of plastic shells, and Wang Weidong asked the workers to inspect them one by one, pick out those that could still be used, and repair those that needed simple repairs.

The migrant workers are all from the countryside, and it is good to take the radio home as a gift for their parents.

Except for a few wooden shell radios, most of the wooden shells have been damaged, and even have grown hairs from moisture. The cost of such a radio refurbishment is high, and Wang Weidong does not feel that it is worth repairing.

But Wang Haifu felt a pity in his eyes. In the chemical factory, he took a few old workers to produce the wooden shell of the radio for Wang Weidong's small radio factory.

"It's a pity that the things are thrown away, why don't you give me these wooden shell radios, and I'll find a few old guys to make new shells, so that the radios can still be sold for money." Wang Haifu said.

"How can I give it to you? This is not my personal thing, this is the asset of Sunningdale! Wang Weidong shook his head and said.

"Then you can buy it at your own expense, although most people now have televisions, but there is still a market for this kind of radio in the countryside." Wang Haifu persuaded.

Wang Weidong was silent. If he paid tens of thousands of yuan to buy these radios, he would obviously be making a loss-making transaction.

"Although you also know that many families in the Xiangyang Chemical Plant are living in a difficult situation now, you have not seen it with your own eyes, and you don't know how difficult they have become. Liu Changgui, the second son of your Uncle Liu's family, do you know him? A few years older than you, the living expenses from the factory are not enough for the family to eat, drink and lazar, so he made a broken motorcycle to make money, and pulling a person is generally two or three yuan. One night, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy from the factory told him on the side of the road that he was going to Beeshan County and gave him ten yuan. As a result, the motorcycle went to a place where there was no one halfway, and the kid sitting in the back suddenly took out a rope and put it around Liu Changgui's neck and strangled it hard! The motorcycle rushed into the ditch on the side of the road at once! Liu Changgui broke a leg, and the seventeen or eighteen-year-old child sitting in the back was a little back, and his head hit the stone and died on the spot! I know the child's parents, and you know him. I really don't have any money, and I want to start with Liu Changgui's motorcycle! How much is a broken motorcycle worth? I'm so poor and crazy that I don't even want my life! Wang Haifu sighed and said.

"Some girls from the factory went to work in the south......"

"Comrade Wang Haifu, don't tell me this kind of story in the future! I was panicked when I heard it! I've convinced you, I'll pay tens of thousands of dollars to buy those broken radios, and then let you take those old guys to refurbish the radios to make money. Wang Weidong said.

(End of chapter)