My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 62 Then I'll send you a soldier

It’s really awesome.

It not only solves the worry of cheap cameras not having cheap color film.

We also organized a photography exhibition for the 35th anniversary of National Day to expand our influence and increase sales.

This is all supported by a formal tripartite agreement.

Everyone passed it around and looked at it excitedly.

The factory didn't spend a penny, so it's obvious that there will be big sales this year.

Weidong was asked to give the remaining thirty or forty rolls of white-wrapped film that he had brought back to the Xishan factory and reporter Yu for testing.

Camera and film manufacturers were asked to adapt to each other and come up with the optimal solution at the lowest cost: "We want to bring cameras to every corner of the people and record every detail of reform and opening up. Therefore, no matter how exquisite the techniques and apertures are, they can't compare to the electricians taking photos of their work from atop a mountaintop tower, nor can they compare to the fishermen in the deep sea with their full warehouses, nor can they compare to the lively atmosphere of the streets..."

This literary style in later short videos had a different feeling in the 1980s.

We don’t want petty-bourgeois affectation, but the sense of ownership of the working class and peasant class.

Although the momentum has collapsed in recent years, the mainstream proposition remains the same.

Yu Songhai couldn't be more pleased, and quietly added, "There's also the sight of farmers harvesting amidst the wheat fields, and the heroic spirit of soldiers returning from target practice. Well, the People's Camera, jointly developed by Xishan Factory and Weidong, will surely see a bumper harvest in both market revenue and spiritual civilization this year!"

This concerted effort did not fail to excite the factory leaders who had lived in the mountains for a long time.

Seeing that Xishan Factory had successfully converted from military to civilian use, those other factories were eager to merge with it immediately.

Anyway, they are not yet leaders of their own countries, and their administrative levels are determined by the Fifth Ministry of Machine Building, but they can relieve themselves of the huge burden and pressure and continue to eat from the big pot.

Delicious.

Only the factory that makes SLR cameras didn’t come.

Weidong stayed until the very end to chat with the director of the Xishan factory. "The sales have begun. Now let's talk about the core issue, the relationship between us."

Old Cheng immediately became a little serious, definitely nervous: "Let comrade, you speak."

He took a deep puff of his cigarette.

Just now the whole conference room was like smoked bacon. Weidong was asked to bring back a few cartons of Northern cigarettes, originally intended to be given to each of the Xishan factory leaders, but they ended up smoking openly and the whole meeting room was filled with smoke.

Wei Dong wanted to open the window, but a tall figure standing by the wall quickly stood up and did it for him.

He didn't notice it, thinking it was a waiter, so he lowered his voice: "From my point of view, I helped Xishan Factory open up the sales situation, and I don't want to be a wedding dress. If someone else takes over the sales, I will just leave..."

The factory manager was about to express his opinion, but he raised his hand to stop him. "Let me finish first. From your perspective, you probably don't want me to control sales and use it to force you to lower prices. After all, if you set up your stall now and I suddenly say that sales are slow, wouldn't that be a real problem for you?"

His original intention was that we should speak frankly and not leave anyone out.

But he still has no negotiation skills, and the factory manager may just think he is threatening.

I couldn't help but speak up. "Don't let this mess happen! On behalf of Xishan Factory, I'm making this very clear: we can hire you immediately as the head of the sales department, with full responsibility for sales. We'll do our job well. This is our responsibility to the 1,700 Xishan Factory employees, their over 3,000 family members, and the many more factories that will follow."

Their generation of factory leaders still regard the entire factory as a big family. Their biggest responsibility is to ensure that everyone can live a happy family reunion. Making money is not their goal, because that is the country's money.

Weidong was reassured and said, "I sell it for 29 yuan per unit outside. Needless to say, there are a lot of sales costs in between. Now I think about it, the delivery price is still yuan per unit. The extra surplus can be used to expand production."

He was still afraid, and his conscience was tormented. This dollar would only make him earn a little more or less, but it would obviously mean something different to the factory.

The factory manager certainly hadn't expected him to raise prices on his own initiative. He was so surprised he beamed with joy. "Thank you, thank you... Actually, according to the higher-ups' instructions for restructuring, we could try having someone with production and sales experience take over. If you were to become the factory manager, I believe you could make the entire factory workforce more... well, a little younger."

In fact, after traveling around the north, Weidong heard that many state-owned factories in various places were going bankrupt. Those that could hold on were often similar to cigarette factories, which were in line with people's livelihood needs and could still have sales, but when private factories came up to compete, they would probably collapse in large numbers.

In fact, a large number of colleagues of this old factory manager who is in his fifties are unemployed.

Rang Weidong immediately shook his head. "No, no, no. I just want to see the world while I'm still young. I don't even want to be a sales manager... If this gets involved and I'm accused of embezzling state-owned assets, I'll be in big trouble. I know some things are pretty dangerous."

In his heart, he had always wanted to buy and sell airplanes, so how could he be involved in a camera factory that was destined to have no future?

But no matter whether it was a test or he was sincere, such a young man was really surprising.

The director of a third-line factory in this closed society is almost like a local emperor.

How many people are rushing to fight for it.

So young, yet able to see clearly that behind this power lies huge responsibilities and risks?

The figures who had been busy taking notes at the table next to them looked up.

The old factory director looked at Rang Weidong more intently, probably wondering how someone so young could have such a strong sense of crisis.

He took a deep puff of his cigarette and finally admitted, "Yes, we belong to the state and the Fifth Ministry of Machine Building. As a factory with special significance, we must be very cautious in the conversion and contracting process. It's right for you not to rashly participate. Weidong, I really should tell you that if the higher authorities replace me from being in charge of Xishan Factory at any time, the previous agreement may indeed be overturned. This is also the attitude we all want to continue well, which is why we are so sincere and hope that you will take on more responsibilities."

The old tax security guard was of course aware of the drawbacks of this type of state-owned factories, and he decided to reveal his final trump card: "That's it, the Aix brand is registered by me, and as long as I promise to be the exclusive seller, Xishan Factory will always use it free of charge. If the agreement is overturned and the product is sold to others, I have the right to take back the brand or charge a usage fee." The national trademark regulations were only promulgated last year. If the SLR camera factory over there had not invested in this matter, Xishan Factory would never have realized the significance of this brand.

In fact, I guess the old factory manager didn’t fully understand what the brand meant at this moment. He thought about it seriously and nodded in agreement.

The figure who had been sitting quietly in the corner helped them organize the agreement into a simple manuscript.

The next morning, the brand usage agreement and exclusive sales agreement were signed under the witness of Yu Songhai.

At that time, Weidong was a little confused. Is there a computer to type on? This agreement document looks like a printout.

When he signed the tripartite agreement at the film studio, he hadn't paid much attention to this detail.

But now my attention has been taken away by the joy.

Regardless of how binding the laws and regulations are on state-owned factories and higher authorities in China, at least from a legal perspective, Weidong finally has some intellectual property protection.

The way to sell cameras by the West Lake is no longer so secret.

Of course, although Weidong felt relieved, he still didn't tell anyone about it.

He spent the whole morning signing agreements and touring the production line. During lunch, he earnestly instructed the factory to develop a better and cheaper camera based on this camera to ensure that it would not be overtaken by cheap cameras produced by others.

Of course, it’s the style with flash.

The appearance and style can remain unchanged, and the style with a built-in flash using a pair of AA batteries can provide photography in dim light.

This is the biggest weakness of the current X camera. Once the light is bad, the pictures will be blurry.

The old factory manager and technicians nodded repeatedly. "Factory Seven specializes in making flashlights. The style you're talking about, the Great Wall brand from the Pingjing factory, was launched last year. It costs over 270 units. We'll figure out how to get the blueprints."

Let Weidong agree and he will arrange to buy one and send it over as soon as possible.

Everyone was having a great time and the atmosphere was great.

Just as they were about to leave for Guozhou, the old factory director let the tall girl behind him come forward. "Xiao Zhang is a typist in the factory and also a clerk in the factory office. Reporter Yu said you're going to the provincial capital, so let Xiao Zhang come along and assist with the work. We also have an office in the provincial capital to facilitate our work. This means we're handing over all our sales work to you."

It made Weidong, a straight man, finally take a serious look at the girl who was carrying a small leather bag on one hand.

He is tall and fair, and it is obvious that he is not from the eastern Sichuan region. He is rather gentle and calm, and his handsome smile carries the air of an upright soldier.

Yes, he was wearing a military uniform.

Even though military uniforms without collar badges are popular among the people nowadays, this soft military cap has badges on it!

Wei Dong didn't dare to look any further: "Okay, okay, let's go. See you later."

Goudan and his friends, who almost opened a barbecue stall in the factory, also saw the female soldier from afar. They didn't dare to grab a seat in the cab and simply climbed into the cargo compartment.

The 500 cameras that were purchased along the way had already been put away.

Unexpectedly, several agile figures jumped out from the crowd of people seeing them off and carried several boxes into the back compartment. Goudan and the others hurried to help take them in.

Like a dowry.

It was at this moment that Weidong realized that this woman was probably the daughter of some factory leader.

It was Yu Songhai who invited Zhang Lanzhi to join him in the cab.

Basically, he was chatting with people the whole time. Reporters are very good at asking questions.

As military representatives, these military factories have technical personnel sent by the army to check and inspect, and then provide feedback on the front-line usage.

Zhang Lanzhi's parents were sent here from Shanghai twenty or thirty years ago.

She joined the army at the age of sixteen or seventeen and did clerical work.

So I didn't even finish high school, and my temperament was maintained entirely by the inheritance of my family's scholarly background. In fact, apart from two trips to the provincial capital, I almost never left the mountains.

Sitting by the car door, she quickly shed her previous disguise of calmness and elegance, and was so excited that she was like a child who had never seen the world, even though she was in her early twenties.

Yu Songhai jokingly asked the typist to sit next to the driver and took a side-on photo of the two of them.

Wei Dong didn't even notice the delicate fragrance of the beauty.

All I could think about was, "This person must have been sent by the factory to find out about my sales situation. At least, I can't let her go to Jiangzhou until I'm completely sure I have control over the situation."

If she could answer the crank phone that kept ringing every day, she could basically avoid the sales work.

This is the idea of ​​a super straight man.

That’s right.

(End of this chapter)