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Chapter 1733 I'm going to beat you up!
Damn it, even the mice are protesting!

"Take it away, take it away!"

Sun Jianping waved his hand angrily and arrested the grain warehouse's director, deputy director, custodian, accountant and other fourteen cadres, and put them under strict interrogation!

There was a fire in Hecheng, and people were busy catching rats in Nahe. Both were very busy.

In comparison, Nahe is busier. The director of the grain warehouse "accidentally" died in the detention center less than two days after being sent there, which made Sun Jianping so angry that his head was smoking!
He also knew how this man died. Now that he was dead, many people could rest in peace!
If he doesn't die, many people will not be able to sleep!
Ugh!
But these are all small matters, the big deal is in Hecheng!

With the instruction of Lao Cai, Director Wu did not scrap the pork that had been smoked by the fierce fire. Instead, he ground it into minced meat and added it to ham sausage. When consumers tasted it, they frowned and spit out "Puh!"

"What the hell! It smells like smoke and fire!"

The sales volume of Fushun ham sausage dropped to the freezing point in an instant. Director Wu was at a loss when he saw it, so he hurriedly buried the batch of pork, selected good meat, reprocessed it, and put it on the market.

But it doesn't work. Consumers in the country won't tolerate them. Besides, many competitors have emerged in the ham sausage field in various provinces and cities. When they see that the leader has made a mistake, why don't they beat them to death?
Every day, reporters from various provinces block the gate of the First Meat Processing Plant for interviews. Some places took the opportunity to issue sky-high fines to the Meat Processing Plant, as if they would not stop until they had brought them to death!

There is no way. Now all places are making ham sausages, and local protectionism is prevalent. As the saying goes, if we don’t kill Fushun ham sausage, when will the ham sausages in our province and city come to the fore?

Director Wu was extremely worried and hurried to find Lao Cai. However, Lao Cai knew that he had made trouble and had already gone to other provinces with the Writers Association to "collect folk songs". He didn't even dare to answer his call!
Secretary Fang was so angry that he wanted to slap him a few times!
Such a great brand, but it was ruined by these bastards!

I really want to take a knife and bleed them one by one!

"Leader, what should we do? The whole factory is waiting for food!"

Director Wu lowered his head, and his voice was not as high-pitched as usual. He had already cursed Old Cai in his heart!

What a fucking bad idea!
We are screwed!
What should I do? The factory is not going to go bankrupt!

What a good sausage, what a good situation, it was all ruined by a single word from that bastard Lao Cai!
"Who else can I go to if you're looking for me?" Secretary Fang glared at him. "What did I tell you before? Didn't I tell you to scrap all the smoked pork? What did you do? Now that something's wrong you come to me. What were you thinking about before?"

"We didn't listen to what Leader Tsai said..."

"Then go ask Lao Cai to give you some advice!" Secretary Fang was so angry that his whole body was shaking. The Meat Processing Plant was the one with the best transformation among the hundreds of factories of all sizes in Hecheng, and it has always been regarded as a benchmark for the transformation of state-owned enterprises in Hecheng. But no one expected that it would cause such a big mess!

First there was a fire, then the product quality declined, the factory was completely banned, and fines came pouring in from all over the country. The factory was on its way to complete ruin!

I can’t get up!

"Leader, please stop talking in anger at this critical moment. Please hurry up and think of a way for us to get through this difficult time! Otherwise, what will happen to the more than 500 people in the factory?"

"More than 500?"

"Well, sales are good this year, so I hired more people..."

"You can't hire more than 500 people... No matter how big the factory is, there will be more than 500 people... I can't do anything about this. I'll call all the leaders at home to hold an on-site meeting and help you think of a solution!"

“Thank you so much, leader!”

"You, you, Old Wu, I really..."

Secretary Fang was so angry that his teeth were itching. He raised his fist and said, "If not... I would beat you up!"

"Leader, you can scold me or beat me if you want, and I will bear it all. But you must not abandon us!" Director Wu started to cry as he spoke!
"Ugh!"

Secretary Fang didn't know what to say anymore, so he stamped his feet, turned around and left.

Sun Jianping was also invited to attend the on-site meeting. Looking at the meat processing plant that had been burned to pieces, with even the big sign "Hecheng No. 1 Meat Processing Plant" hanging at the door being smoked and dark, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

If you laugh out loud in this situation, you may get beaten!
"Several of our leaders and Comrade Sun Jianping are here today. Our meat processing plant is in trouble right now. It's raining on top of leaking roofs. I believe everyone understands this. I won't waste any more words. Let's all think of ways and give some advice to help them get through this difficult time as soon as possible."

Secretary Fang crossed his hands over his chest, looked at the huge factory with a worried look on his face, and stared at Sun Jianping. Sun Jianping was not stupid either, so how could he get out of the difficult situation?

Isn't it ultimately a matter of money?
"Jianping, your county also has a food factory. You have experience in this area. Tell us about it!"

"My boss told me to speak, so I will. If you think it's inappropriate, don't scold me!" Sun Jianping looked up at the blue sky, then looked down at the charred ground. Secretary Fang glared at him, "Hurry up and speak!"

"As far as I know, the meat processing plant has been mortgaged to the bank for a loan!"

Secretary Fang glared at Director Wu angrily. Director Wu's face turned red with embarrassment. He could only lower his head, rub his feet on the terrazzo floor, and said nothing.

"Now that the subject matter is burned, what if the bank demands compensation? And there are so many fines from various regions posted at the door... Without five million, I can't fill this hole!"

When Secretary Fang heard this, another wrinkle appeared on his forehead!
"I think it would be better if we could do this. The most valuable thing about the meat processing factory is this piece of land. I'll talk to my father-in-law and we can buy this piece of land, tear it down and build a house. We can use the compensation from the demolition and the land sale to repay the bank loan and the fines from various regions. Then we can rebuild the meat processing factory in the suburbs."

“You can’t sell the factory!”

The worker representatives standing in the distance and listening in were immediately enraged and started shouting. Secretary Fang glared at them and beckoned to them, "Come on, come on, make a plan for us, and we will all listen to you!"

The group of people were immediately confused. They stood there dejectedly, staring at each other.

"This is the only solution I can think of right now. If it works, I'll talk to my father-in-law about it. If not, you guys figure out a way!"

Sun Jianping glanced at these worker representatives. How dare they shout at him?
This time you will all be laid off and unemployed!

Go home and starve!
Secretary Fang's frown relaxed a little and he looked at the leaders. They all nodded. This was the only thing they could do now!
At worst, this piece of land can still generate some money, otherwise the meat processing plant will be insolvent, and then...

"Didn't you do well before and make a lot of money? Where did the money go?"

Seeing Sun Jianping leave, Secretary Fang went to discuss the matter with his father-in-law. Director Wu questioned him harshly. Director Wu said with a sad face, "Leader, don't blame me for this. We did make a lot of money before, but Lao Cai said he wanted to expand the scale and march into the south. We hired people and expanded sales channels. Not only did we spend all the money we earned, but we also..."

"What else? Tell me!"

"We, we also borrowed some from private individuals, but it's not much, just about 600,000!"

"You, you really make me mad!" Secretary Fang's head buzzed when he heard this!
Old Cai, Old Cai, if you don’t fucking understand, stop giving orders. This will only make the hole bigger!

Qian Guozheng finally arrived, and the old man brought with him several surveyors, all of whom were from the Wang family of the Ji family oil mill. Under the training of the old man, they are now skilled workers.

"Your meat processing plant covers a total area of ​​130,000 square meters. It has a good location in the city center. According to the current land price, it can be sold for 100 yuan per square meter. Considering the difficulties you are facing, I can give you an extra 10 yuan per square meter."

The old man was calculating, but when the workers heard that they had to sell the land to pay off the debt, they were all furious and shouted at the top of their voices that they would never sell the land! The big capitalists, get out!

(End of this chapter)