Chapter 590 It's about jobs, not about human feelings
Last time, Tian Qingyuan was taken aback by Lin Nianhe's background, and also learned from Zheng Lirong's mouth that this little girl was from the Beijing compound.
He finally eased up, and Lin Nianhe came again, with even more terrifying news.
"Hello Director Tian, I'm really sorry, I should have come to visit you earlier, but the textile factory was too busy, and then I went to Suicheng to participate in the Spring Fair, and it was delayed when I came and went, don't be surprised."
"It's okay, it's okay," Tian Qingyuan's forehead dripped, and he couldn't help but ask, "Comrade Xiaolin, are you also staying in the railway guest house this time?" ”
"Oh no, I live in the military compound."
“……!”
Lin Nianhe smiled a little helplessly, and complained as if chatting: "They don't say it's safe outside, and I don't feel at ease if I live outside...... I'm not a child anymore, so where can I be in danger? ”
Tian Qingyuan smiled reluctantly and embarrassedly: "That's right, it's right, the provincial capital is not clean these days, it's a good thing to be careful." ”
"Hmm." Lin Nianhe stopped talking in a timely manner and said with a smile, "Director Tian, I came this time to convey the opinions of our Shili Brigade on the establishment of a branch of the match factory, and I have delayed your time." ”
"It's nothing, this should have been my past, but there are a lot of things in the match factory, and it's hard for you to make a trip." Tian Qingyuan quietly wiped the cold sweat from the corners of his forehead, and tried his best to put on the bearing that the head of a factory should have, and said:
"We also discussed, because your Shili Brigade helped a lot when the pilot was first built, so after the construction of the branch, we plan to give the Shili Brigade 50 worker positions, and other brigades do not have such preferential treatment!"
Lin Nianhe listened patiently, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
See, she said, if this branch was built with the help of a match factory, it would have turned out like this.
Fifty worker positions does sound like a lot, but the reality is that at least 500 people in the Ten Mile Brigade and the Nine Mile Brigade are eating match rice.
It's not just one or two jobs that have been smashed.
After Tian Qingyuan finished speaking, he looked at Lin Nianhe and asked, "Comrade Xiaolin, what do you think?" ”
"I'm just passing on the word, it's not easy to make decisions," Lin Nianhe shook his head with a smile, "You better listen to our opinions." ”
"Okay, okay, you say."
Tian Qingyuan was very polite to Lin Nianhe, and after responding, he looked like he was listening carefully.
Lin Nianhe cleared his throat and said: "The factory can be built, but it does not need to be funded by the match factory, and you don't have to bother to operate, we are responsible for our own profits and losses and manage it ourselves." ”
Tian Qingyuan's smiling face couldn't be maintained.
They're going to start from scratch and do it alone!
Tian Qingyuan was a little puzzled - according to Liu Neng and Yuan Hua's reports, although he had never seen Li Dahe's face, he knew that this was an honest and honest farmer, and he didn't have so many fancy eyes.
So which immoral master came up with this bad idea of going it alone?
Lin Nianhe didn't see Tian Qingyuan's gritted teeth, and continued: "Of course, our ten-mile brigade can have today thanks to Director Tian's willingness to try to set up separate shipping points, and we plan to rent a match production line with 5% of the net profit per year as rent. ”
Tian Qingyuan was stunned, and his expression finally looked better.
A pack of matches is only two cents, but it consumes a lot of money and is a necessity of life. The area covered by Lanxian County as the center can get 800,000 to 1 million sales every year, and the net profit is about 200,000 to 300,000 yuan.
Renting a production line can cost more than 10,000 yuan a year, which is enough to buy a new production line in seven or eight years.
Rent, it must not be a loss.
But let him give up two or three hundred thousand net profits to see the more than 10,000 yuan, which is really not enough.
"Comrade Xiaolin, I can understand your feelings about wanting to build your hometown, but this is not so easy to do," Tian Qingyuan rubbed his hands and said in an official tone, "And the key construction of your Lan County should be in the textile factory, right?" Can you have time to take care of a match factory? ”
"The Lanxian Textile Factory is indeed very powerful, and the transaction volume of 17 million in the Spring Fair is still due to the lack of quotas. Not to mention the hot sales of domestic head flowers, and even appeared in the China Daily...... Director Tian, don't you know how many supply and marketing cooperatives are now lining up to beg textile mills for quotas. ”
Lin Nianhe smiled, and spit out a particularly terrible sentence in a relaxed and unhurried tone: "In fact, if we rent a production line from other match factories, and then paste the word 'Lan' on the matchbox and bundle it with the quota of the head flower, then I estimate that the matches in Beijing and Shanghai will have to use matches from Shanglan County." ”
Since the Suiren clan drilled wood to make fire, fire has become a necessity for human life.
The form of fire is constantly changing, but what has not changed is the dependence of human beings on it.
With such a "necessity" as a premise, human beings cannot live without the means of fire.
At present, the most common fire tool is matches, in the case of the price is basically the same, which match is not used? Which match is not sold?
If you can use a small box of matches to get a quota of in-demand goods, then why can't you sell matches from Lan County?
Tian Qingyuan shivered fiercely, and there was more horror in his eyes.
The ten-mile brigade asked him to rent a production line, and he would dislike the rent of more than 10,000 yuan a year because he wanted to set up a branch factory there, but what about another match factory? How could they give up money delivered to their doorstep?
Tian Qingyuan didn't know if the capital and Shanghai could sell matches from Lan County, but he knew very well that once they did that, the provincial capital would definitely be the first to replace the matches from Lan County.
At that time, what are you talking about 200,000 and 10,000, and the provincial match factory should hang the brand of Lan County!
Lin Nianhe saw Tian Qingyuan's expression change for a while, and suddenly smiled: "We are grateful for the help of the provincial match factory in the past, if you are willing, we will definitely not touch the match sales market in other parts of Hei Province." ”
"We just want to make a little money, to support our children's education and provide for the elderly, and if others don't smash our jobs, we won't touch other people's bread."
Tian Qingyuan pulled the corners of his mouth in embarrassment.
He only regrets one thing now - why can't he think so much about building a branch factory? What did he remind them to do? What a debt you owe!
"What do you mean, Director Tian?" Lin Nianhe didn't give Tian Qingyuan too much time to think about it, and asked after him.
"This and this," Tian Qingyuan wiped his sweat, he was so nervous that he didn't have the heart to hide his movements, "I have to have a meeting with the big guy to discuss this, and I can't make a decision immediately." ”
"Okay," Lin Nianhe didn't want to do this, and when he saw this, he could only reluctantly take out a piece of paper with a phone number written on it and give it to him, "I will leave by train at eight o'clock tonight, and after you have a meeting and discuss it, you can call this number and transfer to the head of Su's house." ”
Tian Qingyuan's hand shook, and he almost couldn't hold the fluttering piece of paper. (End of chapter)