Disposable lighters, later generations buy a single dollar a piece, buy a whole cigarette for free.

Such an inconspicuous gadget has a GDP of 12.5 billion yuan in 22 years, and a total profit and tax of 360 million yuan.

High-quality and low-cost Huaxia manufacturing occupies more than 70% of the global market share.

But the lighter market in the 80s was Japanese.

said something that Lin Nianhe didn't believe in herself, she wanted to grab this cake, and it had nothing to do with them - what bad intentions could she have? She just formulated the most reasonable direction of development based on the current situation of the match factory.

They all produce lighters.

It makes sense.

"It's hard, isn't it? Is it technically possible?" Li Dahe stared at Lin Nianhe's picture, a little worried.

Lin Nianhe turned to Wang Xiao: "Uncle Wang, if this industry can be built, our Lanxian County will have to add another big foreign exchange factory, and the tax will ...... then."

As soon as he heard this, Uncle Wang instantly came to his senses: "Are we facing fewer technical difficulties? Difficulties, that's to be overcome! I believe in the Provincial Machinery Factory!"

Regardless of whether the machinery factory believes in itself or not, Wang Xiao believed them first anyway.

"And there's plastic ......."

"I'm going to talk to the plastics factory!" Wang Xiao slapped her chest thumping, and didn't forget to pull the director of the Ji factory into the water, "Let Lao Ji go with me then!"

Lin Nianhe and Li Dahe exchanged glances.

Each other is very relieved - Wang Xiao is on the head, and this matter is done.

Since Lin Nianhe told Uncle Wang about Zhang Liang's offer to Liu Bang that year, Uncle Wang learned from the pain and began to study the art of war and history.

He really read a lot of books, a lot of the art of war, a lot of history.

But he still got on top.

Leaders who do not want to develop and build are not good leaders.

As a good leader, because a good factory should be understood.

After Wang Xiao told the commune's junior officer about his feelings, the junior officer was silent for a long time and said, "Leader, are you still unwilling to admit that you were fooled by Uncle Li and Comrade Xiaolin?"

Wang Xiao drank tea and glanced at him: "You still don't want to admit the fact that if your leader wasn't me, you should have been shot eight hundred times a long time ago?"

Junior Officer: "......"

"Leader, in fact, I think Comrade Xiaolin is your own family, and it is impossible for her to fool anyone."

Wang Xiao: "In the future, you will directly say the second sentence."

"Okay leader."

Wang Xiao didn't accompany the exam anymore, he dragged the director of the factory to the provincial capital to pay for his momentary gains.

It was only on the train that the director of the factory knew what Wang Xiao was going to do by himself.

He looked at him in astonishment: "Leader, first of all, I am the director of the textile factory...... Secondly, how can I do this great thing of death and offending people? At last...... I'm the director of a textile factory! Is it appropriate for me to intervene in his match factory?"

He didn't have to look at the parts drawings to know how much trouble it had to be.

It's not about buying eggs with two duck eggs, it's about getting chickens to lay duck eggs – and the eggs that this chicken produces must also be of good quality.

He was afraid that the director of the provincial machinery factory would beat him out.

Wang Xiao laughed, patted Director Ji on the shoulder and said, "Brother Ji, my good big brother...... You don't know what Lao Li Tou is like, besides, isn't his little cub taking the college entrance examination, and he can't move it."

The director of the factory shuddered.

It's okay to shout "old plan", and if there's something to shout "brother Ji".

He took Brother Ji for a fool - what about beep?

The director of the factory was full of unhappiness: "Leader, I really can't do this job."

"Hey, aren't you stupid?" Wang Xiao moved to the factory director's bunk and sat down, holding his shoulder, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Director Ji: "Well, yes, I'm stupid."

Wang Xiao pursed her lips and whispered, "I saw the lighter that Xiao Lin took, such a big thing

When the time comes, I will ask Lao Li to print the head flower of our textile factory."

Wang Xiao's art of war is still not in vain, and he doesn't need Lin Nianhe to remind him, he realizes the matter of advertising on lighters.

The director of the factory is not interested: "The head flower is sold to a little girl, how many little girls do you see fiddling with lighters all day long?"

Wang Xiao: "What about your avatar?"

「……」

Regardless of whether the director of the factory is willing or not, Wang Xiao has assigned the task in place anyway, no matter how reluctant he is, he has to work honestly.

Director Ji is very good at comforting himself, and soon he wants to open it-

If the match factory can get up, then Wang Xiao will not cling to him.

In the past two years, I have invited the villagers to watch movies to find him, sent scholarships to the children to find him, and sent rice noodles to poor households during the New Year's holidays......

Brother Ji is about to be bald.

……

Li Dahe of the Ten Mile Brigade also felt that he was about to go bald.

He watched Lin Nianhe dismantle the lighter, which was known as a thousand yuan each, into parts, and rubbed his feet on the ground uncontrollably.

He couldn't stand it anymore, and while muttering "loser girl", he went to have a meeting with Accountant Zhao.

Everyone was busy with their own business, and the two in the college entrance examination room were ruthlessly forgotten.

Lin Nianhe took a pair of tweezers, picked and chosen, disassembled, assembled and disassembled, one less part for a while, and two parts for a while...... The scary thing is that no matter how few parts she misses, she can still save up a lighter.

But whether you can start a fire or not is not certain.

"Almost."

Lin Nianhe tossed for nearly three hours, and his fingers were dyed patina.

She touched Su Yuncheng with her elbow: "Brother Yuncheng, help me find a kit."

Su Yuncheng bent down directly and put the fitter's bag prepared in the morning in front of her.

He even took out a few copper sheets of different thicknesses: "You try it first, if you feel that the thickness is not good, I will find it again."

Facing such an intimate Brother Yun Cheng, Xiao Lin's mouth was bald: "Brother Yun Cheng, you are too thoughtful...... One day, when I ascend the throne, I will definitely make you queen."

Queen Su: "......?"

"Hah!"

"Lin Nianhe, do you have a heart!"

"Brother is looking at the examination room, are you in the three palaces and six courtyards in the village?"

Xie Yufei glared at the village, threw the satchel on the table, and pointed at Lin Nianhe who was dissatisfied and scolded.

Lin Nianhe's hand trembled, and he almost cut out an "8" on the copper sheet.

She raised her eyes to look at Xie Yufei and said, "Don't compete for favor, the seat of the court order is left to you."

Xie Yufei let out an "oh" and straightened his back contentedly.

But in an instant, he was a little puzzled: "What is the court order for?"

Lin Nianhe replied, "A ...... It takes a strong vitality and tenacious willpower to be qualified for an important official position."

Su Yuncheng concluded: "The first celebrity around the emperor."

"Oh—"

"That's pretty much in line with who I am."

Xiao Ye Xie was satisfied, picked up his bag again, and waved at them: "This official is going to eat, you guys are busy."

Lin Nianhe: "Okay, you are welcome to go through the entry procedures at any time."