The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"This meeting will end here. This year, everyone should have a good New Year. After the New Year, we will arrange the indicators~!"

"The meeting is adjourned~!"

In the conference room of the General Logistics Department, the participants were all the top leaders of various factories in the defense industry. This was the first time that Li Feng attended a meeting involving military production.

In the past, at the end of the year, we would go to the Second Ministry of Machine Building to make year-end summaries and report production plans for the coming year. It was my first time attending a meeting, and seeing that the huge conference room was packed, the young man Li Feng stood out among them.

At the end of the meeting, Director Shao, who presided over the meeting, put away the documents in his hands. These were the instructions and fighting spirit that needed to be implemented before the meeting. Only after these were explained did the meeting officially begin.

After sitting for three hours, Li Feng's buttocks were numb and he had the urge to pee. When he finally heard the end of the meeting, he immediately ran to the toilet.

Factory directors and secretaries like Li Feng found some familiar people, formed groups of three or five, and started small tea parties, either catching up on the past or making plans to go out for a drink in the evening.

There are so many defense industries scattered across the country, and many people leave this time, and we may not see them again until next year.

Of course, Li Feng, who was peeing, looked at these uncles who were also at the urinal. He didn't know any of them and had no intention of taking the initiative to get to know them. It was unknown who would be able to come over at this time next year.

I pulled up my pants and just walked out of the bathroom, but someone stopped me.

"Secretary Chai, what do you mean?"

Li Feng, with his briefcase tucked under his armpit, had just washed his hands, but before he could shake off the water stains, he felt someone else standing next to him.

"Director Shao, please come over~!"

The young clerk who had just arrived in the National Defense Industry Office saw Li Feng finish his work, and quickly pulled him aside, avoiding the sight of other factory managers, and spoke in a low voice.

This furtive look doesn't seem like someone from a big company, but more like someone passing messages secretly.

"Uh, okay, I got it, I'll be right there~!"

Li Feng, who was originally preparing to go to the military supplies office to submit his application for this year's bedding, immediately rushed to Director Shao. Military coats are good things. Last time, there were more than a hundred defective pieces, and they were not enough to be distributed.

It just so happened that Director Shao took the initiative to find me, so I could ask my leader to talk to the people in the Quartermaster Office and be flexible on this matter.

Being a factory manager, you have to do this. After your subordinates work hard for a year, you still have to rely on others for support at the end of the year. There are only a few targets for a year, so you have to grit your teeth and think of ways to get things for your own factory.

"Director Shao~!"

Director Shao, who had just finished a meeting, was lying in a chair with a tired look on his face, pinching the bridge of his nose. He motioned Li Feng to sit down, and then took out the one concerning the Red Star Factory from a pile of confidential documents.

"Come on, follow me~!"

At the end of the year, small leaders like Li Feng are very busy, and big leaders like Director Shao are also very busy. After the meeting, they don’t even have time to go to the toilet, and they immediately get into the next task.

"I've seen your production plan for this year. Regarding bulletproof vests, the production is 156,000 pieces?"

Director Shao, who was asking questions as he walked, had a very good memory. There was a thick pile of documents on the table, but he could still remember the one from Red Star Factory.

"Almost. Even if the institute's dozen electric furnaces are fully operational, we can barely reach this output~!"

Li Feng didn’t know whether this number was too much or too little. The new electric furnace workers were still in the process of getting familiar with the system, and the production boom would probably be concentrated in the second half of the year.

If the output continues to increase, the load on the institute's ceramic workshop will exceed the threshold. On the contrary, the sewing workshop will not have much of a problem as it can process as much fabric as is delivered.

"The situation this year is a bit complicated. Do you understand what's happening in the south?"

After taking Li Feng up to the second floor, Director Shao paused slightly and looked back at Li Feng meaningfully.

"South?"

Li Feng only focused on the changes in wind direction in the north in 1966 and didn't really pay much attention to what happened in the south. But since Director Shao mentioned it, he immediately remembered that it was the south.

"You mean, Qinzhou Bay?"

The Asan with his cerebellum wrapped in a turban was really beaten badly last time, and he was also scared. Are they moved? They certainly dare not move. And this involves the production of bulletproof vests, so it can only be another south.

Director Shao showed a hint of approval in his eyes. He had heard about Li Feng's strategic vision from Old Lu.

Judging from his reaction just now, he is a little young, but his sense of smell is still very sensitive.

Director Shao did not say anything more, but took Li Feng to a special small meeting room. Some people had already arrived in advance, and when they saw Director Shao, they all stood up and saluted neatly.

From the body movements, it can be seen that he is an active member of the army.

"Everyone, sit down. Come on, the people from the manufacturer have come to you. You all can grab them. They are right here. Whoever has the ability can grab them~!"

The momentum was different from that in the previous meeting. Director Shao threw the file bag on the table, and his whole body exuded domineering aura. Even Li Feng, whose butt was just touching the stool, subconsciously moved forward one third.

"Swish, swish, swish~!"

Even though there was no sound, Li Feng could still feel that the people who had arrived early in the small conference room immediately fixed their eyes on Li Feng, as if they were looking at a piece of fragrant, tender and juicy beef.

"Gudong~!"

"It's all over~!"

Li Feng swallowed his saliva and seemed to have understood what Director Shao was thinking from his words.

In the south, bulletproof vests, this is a losing business, 156,000 for 5,600 pieces, and Li Feng still thinks it’s too much.

"This is the plan they reported this year. The production will be mainly concentrated in the second half of the year. Currently, only their factory has this production capacity. Come on, come on. If your leaders don't come, you can come. The plate is so big. Their factory director is here. Let them speak for themselves~!"

Director Shao got angry rarely. Although he was not criticizing himself, Li Feng still felt a little uncomfortable. What could make the boss angry was never the people who saluted in the conference room, but the heads of various troops represented by them.

The reason for the complete failure is that the situation has become so difficult for Director Shao that he can only get angry but cannot solve the problem. He is just a factory director. What can he do?
"Director Shao, you are aware of our situation. We have been preparing for the first-level combat readiness for such a long time. The situation may change at any time. Our unit will be the first to provide support, so it is time to equip it in advance~!"

The first person who spoke, seeing that no one else said anything, had no choice but to bite the bullet and state his own needs. Then, he looked eagerly at Director Li, and did not even look at the plan document that was thrown on the conference table.

The above figures are all false. The real number is the quantity that one can get in one's own hands. Who has time to look at the documents? The exact amount that can be produced is determined by the people in the General Logistics Department.

Sure enough, my cousin never speaks with an accent, because you can tell where he is from just by listening to his accent. Li Feng's eyebrows twitched, as if he didn't receive the hint from the other party.

"You guys are preparing for war, but we are not. At least you guys were allocated 3,000 pieces. Two regiments were equipped with them. But we don't have any. You are not allowed to even look at them. You are not allowed to borrow them. They are very precious!"

Once someone opened his mouth, the rest of the people immediately started pointing fingers and cursing. It might be that the pressure from the front was too great, or maybe the pressure from the leaders was also too great. It was related to the combat effectiveness of the soldiers, and even if they had to fight here, they had to take the things back.

As for solitary confinement, as long as you get the quota for the allocation of bulletproof vests, you don’t need to be put in solitary confinement when you go back. You will be a hero.

"Ah, what a quarrel! My opinion is that we should be fair. The output is limited. It doesn't matter if you get more and we get less. But our soldiers also need to adapt. So we'll give you the second half of the year earlier!"

"You're not ugly as you think. Go look in the mirror~!"

"No~!"

My goodness! Li Feng felt that maybe there had been some quarrel upstairs while the meeting was going on downstairs, but after all the quarreling, there was still no result. Taking a quick glance at Director Shao, Li Feng could feel that the leader’s anger level was soaring.

"You guys, are you all planning to use it for yourselves?"

The result was somewhat different from what he had guessed. In this small conference room, Li Feng's first sentence was to confirm this key issue.

This question is very important to him!

This question seemed to touch Director Shao's heart. He looked at Li Feng strangely, with a meaningful look in his eyes.

"Of course they did. There were only so many of them here, and they ate them all up. They even wanted to hide it from us. What the hell are they doing~!"

"Who are you giving it to? I don't even have enough for myself~!"

From the answers of several people, Li Feng was slightly relieved. Although the cost of a tactical vest is not expensive, it is not cheap either. The meat can rot in the pot, but it cannot rot outside the pot. This is his criterion.

"Please write down your actual demand and the amount you can temporarily pay for on a piece of paper. I will summarize it. Let me make it clear first. This product was only developed last year and has only been in production for half a year. The production capacity is like training troops. It is impossible to produce it immediately. Don't ask for an unrealistic price. It's too outrageous. Then there will be no room for negotiation. I have the ability to eat as much as I can~!"

Arguing won't solve the problem. Since it's a family affair, Li Feng is very direct and explains the current situation clearly. The initiative lies with the factory, and after the distribution right is restored, if you are still worried that others will eat alone, it is better to put it out in the open.

It's all for work, we must complete the task, get over the hurdle of the first half of the year, train and familiarize ourselves with the work.

Seeing that several people finally shut up and started to write down the quantities of their needs while being wary of each other, Li Feng winked at Director Shao and leaned over to ask quietly.

"Truck guns, should we bring two back for them to try?" (End of this chapter)