My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 131: A business worth hundreds of millions is just a drop in the bucket

And it's not just Jiangzhou Supply and Marketing Cooperative. Let Weidong go to the post office immediately to make a long-distance call, hoping to contact the Supply and Marketing Cooperative through Yu Songhai or the Sunshine Daily Headquarters!

This is the benefit of having seen the world.

If Weidong had not gone to Pingjing that time and participated in those symposiums with Sunshine Daily, he would definitely not have known that behind the inconspicuous supply and marketing cooperatives in the countryside there was actually a huge supply and marketing cooperative network, and there was a national headquarters management organization above it.

But without the later concept of "chain stores", no one could have imagined how great the significance of so resolutely clinging to the supply and marketing cooperatives would be.

But surprisingly, when Weidong called Rongdu Newspaper, they said that Yu Songhai had just been transferred to the district and county cultural center. When he wanted to ask more questions, they hung up the phone.

It was this last reaction that made Weidong immediately decide to go to Chengdu and visit Yu Songhai's home to see what was going on.

But at the same time, he still had a series of long-distance calls to make. He left messages at the contact numbers of universities in the east, west, south, north and central China, asking them to call back at the company extension at the guesthouse.

Finally, I called Dong Xueying again to give her some instructions, and each sales team called back to confirm that the sanitary napkins would be sent out for trial sales.

Especially the Pingjing sales team, we hope that based on the characteristics of the sanitary napkins and their wide acclaim in Jiangzhou, they can see if they can get the Sunshine Daily headquarters to find several reporters with whom they have previously cooperated to recommend the sanitary napkins to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative. We can also supply the sanitary napkins to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative with a very low advance payment.

Of course, the sales pitch is the huge changes that sanitary napkins bring to women’s menstrual period.

When Dong Xueying heard that he was going to Chengdu immediately overnight, she did not feel relieved.

Even more gentle: "Reporter Yu is a good person. You should go and see what's going on. We must do our best to repay those who have helped us. Don't worry about your family. I will go to the factory tomorrow to communicate with Comrade Shen again."

She was also worried that Weidong would be too busy: "Why don't you ask Xiaoqing to go with you? She has also been studying in Rongdu for a few years."

Wei Dong's heart, which had been completely ironed out, laughed out loud: "Forget it, she stays in school all day and rarely goes out. What's the use of helping her? Besides, she is now an employee of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau. Don't disturb her golden rice bowl. I will go by myself. There are also a few salesmen and two of my fellow villagers."

My girlfriend reminded me again: "Remember to go to the Post and Telecommunications Equipment Factory to discuss the tape recorder business. It's not easy for you to develop such a project. Don't give up on impulse."

Weidong felt relieved again: "OK OK, Madden received!"

There's no need for kisses or kisses, it's a pretty clean and straightforward relationship.

This made the uneducated Miss Dong scratch her head in confusion. When she got home in the evening, she asked her sister what the term "selling stools" meant.

Feng Chu finally got the chance and forced his sister to tell him what they were doing at night!
Isn't that once or twice enough?

Shen Cuiyue didn't ask any more questions, but she pushed her brother over: "You should at least take one with you to see the world. Besides, you will have one more person to run errands for you. Sometimes, even just helping you keep an eye on things will be great."

This reminded Weidong of his first visit to Jiangzhou, and he later felt much more comfortable with Goudan.

He nodded and said, "Then I'll take... Shitou. Just one thing for you: no one's hiring. Piece-rate temporary workers, what's there to be afraid of? The more people, the better."

Shen Cuiyue also nodded and agreed.

Let Weidong know that it takes an overnight bus ride from Jiangzhou to Chengdu, and he is not in a hurry even though he has a letter of introduction.

I accompanied them to receive the city leaders before leaving.

At this point, it was clear that Weidong had a different understanding thirty or forty years later.

Tax units are often called to participate in such leadership inspections. In Lao Shi's words, they serve as the leaders' supporting actors.

Once the leaders notice something good, they will ask the tax authorities to make some preferential statements.

We must show our support for various occasions.

Therefore, photos of such inspection scenes were posted on the bulletin board of the Taxation Bureau every few days, and the bureau leaders followed them to inspect various places.

These photos were put up, torn down and replaced by the security guards. Even though he had no hands, he had to use a putty knife to keep busy.

That's why Weidong subconsciously built beautiful high-temperature disinfection towers in food factories and made good-looking cold storages.

These things are prepared for the leaders' inspection.

Of course he had a purpose in Shangzhou, but in Jiangzhou it was just a habit.

Aren't we going to set up a disinfection cubicle?

What Weidong asked was for someone to make a wooden frame to separate half of the workshop.

But the frames are filled with large pieces of glass.

Later, the modified sterilization conveyor belt was covered with a stainless steel box to transmit the produced sanitary napkins at high temperature, and then it extended into this fully enclosed "glass room" through the closed mouth.

The tradition of fabricating performance charts to make them look good was already very popular in the 1960s and 1970s.

There are many people in industry and commerce who just pretend to do things.

But letting Weidong do this now is the real technical school.

The city leaders, who were brought by a fleet of Shanghai-brand cars, were a little disapproving when they approached this inconspicuous old two-story building on the campus, and they might have frowned. What could be the big deal?

As a result, when I walked into the workshop, I saw three almost similar machines lined up, producing films with a loud noise.

Workers in white coats were using brand new large dustpans to scoop up large quantities of sanitary napkins and dump them onto the conveyor belt next to them.

Then it is disinfected and sent to the "glass house" next door.

This is quite shocking.

Because the walls were all covered with pink "wall cloth", Weidong was so skilled at pasting the cloth when he got home because he had practiced here before.

The glass house looks particularly clean, without that sickly pale look.

Then all the "packers" put on white coats, isolation goggles, and rubber gloves, and the workshops seemed to have been carefully disinfected.

Inside, people sit around a large ping-pong table where the balls are manually packed as they are spit out from a conveyor belt.

In fact, except for the white coat, all other clothes were temporarily borrowed from the Materials Science and Chemical Testing Department of Jiangnan University.

But it works great.

The reason why Weidong insisted on wearing a white coat to inspect the high-temperature disinfection tower is so that it would make him look particularly expert to outsiders.

Now everything looks like an isolated disinfection workshop. The leaders understand that this demonstrates high hygiene standards.

The building looks gray on the outside, but it is so "serious" inside. It is really good and deserves the praise from the female cadres who specially introduced this place.

Rang Weidong originally wanted to arrange for the leaders to change into white coats, but he felt that it would be too contrived in such a small venue.

Ask Mao'er to hold the camera and take pictures and record.

There are actually not many factory environments that can be so sophisticated these days.

It seems that factories should be dirty and messy, and they don’t have the flavor of the later high-tech industry.

So very satisfied.

In fact, they brought a camera crew and gave instructions on the scene: "Excellent! But can we keep up with production now? I just saw several cars lined up outside. Now that we've proven there's no problem with the product, we must increase production as quickly as possible to serve the people!"

Weidong was used to hearing official rhetoric, and thought it was the same here. He just said yes, yes, yes in a very good manner, thanked the leader for his concern, and then sent him off in a timid manner and left immediately!
Everyone quickly took off their gloves and goggles, as they were not used to these things and it slowed them down.

I guess those born after 2000 have never experienced this. In the 1970s and 1980s, many urban families had to rely on pasting paper boxes to supplement their household income.

In fact, the country has no other choice but to mobilize street factories and the like to solve grassroots problems.

Now it is equivalent to training a large number of skilled workers for the sanitary napkin factory.

Everyone is still used to this approach.

But the only thing is that we have to come to the factory to work.

You can't take it back and paste it like you would a medicine box or a matchbox.

Weidong was allowed to leave with the child, leaving Shen Cuiyue to immediately face the cadres at all levels who surrounded her!

The city leaders have spoken, so we have to make arrangements immediately.

Not far away, just across the main road, there is a pharmaceutical factory that used to produce ampules and injections, but stopped production last year.

After a casual discussion, a few people here decided to vacate the factory building for the sanitary napkin factory.

At this time, Shen Cuiyue's difference was highlighted again. She must not trust the government from the bottom of her heart. Is she going to take over my family's business?

Wait a minute, what about this building? I don’t ask for the ownership of the property, but at least I have to use it for a certain number of years. Do I have any official written proof? I won’t dare move in if you don’t give it to me.

The people here are all district cadres, and they are in a state of mind of getting rid of burdens.

It is definitely impossible to transfer the real estate. At this moment, we dare not touch the land principle issue at all, but it is absolutely possible to transfer the use rights to the sanitary napkin factory.

If it is left empty and abandoned, it is still abandoned.

But Shen Cuiyue's job is to be a liar. Even if she doesn't lie, she is very professional at observing people's words and expressions.

Now that you find yourself in a position of power, why not press on and press on?

Let me quietly reveal a little information: "We're planning to launch this national product and actually advertise it on the market. Using it for a few years won't be enough. We need to be given... at least twenty years of usage rights."

In her mind, twenty years felt like a long time.

Unexpectedly, after hearing about the advertisement on Zhuan'ertai, the other party was thinking about how to keep the factory in our area as long as possible: "Fifty years! You must ensure that all aspects of the factory environment are well maintained."

Shen Cuiyue wanted to contact and report but couldn't use her cell phone. She gritted her teeth and signed the relocation agreement with the toughness that only a gangster could muster.

It seems that they are still begging the factory to move there.

So both parties forgot a very important link in the future: the rental of the venue!
Apart from guaranteeing that the factory would expand production, employment, and profits and taxes, the agreement did not mention at all that the vacant factory site would need to be rented out.

After all, before the 1980s, all factories were state-owned.

The land and buildings of state-owned factories are owned by the state, so there is no question of charging rent.

Therefore, none of the district leaders and industrial bureau leaders who signed the agreement with Shen Cuiyue had this awareness.

I just want to sign this agreement smoothly and quickly, and not let the things ordered by my superiors get stuck with me.

Although the real estate ownership of the factory land and buildings has not yet been fully acquired by Dongsheng Company, the fifty-year right of use is already enormous.

This means that if the factory area in the core circle, which is 800 meters away from the main road at the center of the district, is to be demolished, a huge amount of money will be required to purchase the right to use it.

It can be said that this agreement has already made Weidong a billionaire!

Of course, Shen Lao San didn’t realize it at the moment, so Wei Dong didn’t know either.

He finally took the two brothers away, because he was about to light the stone and leave, and Mao'er's look of trying hard not to be curious and depressed immediately made him smile and join in.

The three of them drove a red van to the train station and asked Weidong to find the blank letter of introduction in the glove box. Only then did he suddenly realize that the letter of introduction was of no use to him.

Now that the military uniform is gone, even with the letter of introduction, I can only follow the huge crowd of migrant workers to queue up to buy tickets.

Even though the windows were divided into different directions, Rongdu was still crowded with people.

When I looked back and was about to park the little red car in the parking lot at the edge of the square, Mao'er was already discussing with Shitou that there were a lot of brothers in the square. They saw several patrons at a glance.

Let Weidong think about it and decide to drive to Chengdu by himself.

With the mentality of running more today so that I can get to Chengdu earlier tomorrow to seek help from Lao Yu, I rushed out of the city before five o'clock.

Who would have thought that this 1.2-liter four-wheel drive minivan would run even more powerfully than a double-row seat!

It was June and summer and it didn't get dark until eight o'clock, so Weidong had already parked his car in the county town 160 kilometers away.

The average speed on national and provincial highways is over 50 kilometers per hour, which is very fast.

Rang Weidong was already very experienced. He took his two younger brothers to find local delicacies, eat and drink, and then park the car on the roadside as close to the county government as possible to sleep.

Anyway, he was sleeping with his clothes on and certainly didn't realize that he had become a billionaire.

(End of this chapter)