Rebirth of the Wild Age

Xikang Province has a special teahouse culture, and every city, county, township, town, and village has teahouses. Even a poor village has at least one teahouse, and a slightly richer village even has several teahouses open at the same time.

The amount of tea used in these teahouses alone is enough to support several tea factories.

But there are also many folk tea-frying workshops, and the tea produced by small workshops is cheaper than regular tea factories.

This put Rongping City Tea Factory in an embarrassing situation. Its products could not be sold to other places, and its business was robbed by local tea frying workshops. It was completely confused about its own position.

Song Weiyang showed a embarrassed expression: "Uncle Fan, I'm afraid this is not easy to do. Our canning factory is still in the initial stage of development. If we rashly take over the tea factory, I'm afraid it will drag us down."

Fan Zhengyang said: "Yangyang, you and your father are both capable people. As long as you merge the tea factory, you will definitely be able to make a profit. Don't worry, I will be responsible for the placement of the tea factory workers, and I will definitely not hold back the entrepreneurs."

"Let me think about it again." Song Weiyang said.

"It's time to think about it," Fan Zhengyang said with a smile, "Go, take me to see the situation of the cannery."

Song Weiyang said, "Secretary Fan please!"

Fan Zhengyang had his hands behind his back, holding an iron teacup in his hand, and his Chinese tunic was also wrinkled. He looked more like a village cadre than a city secretary.

The secretary ran back and forth, accompanied by a city newspaper reporter.

This kind of reporter is responsible for writing government news, and it will definitely be the headlines tomorrow: Secretary Fan of the Municipal Party Committee xxx went to Xifeng Food and Beverage Company to investigate and listen carefully... Learn more... Secretary Fan pointed out... Secretary Fan emphasized... Our city's light industry once again Stepped up to a new level.

Song Weiyang and Fan Zhengyang walked in the front, followed by Yang Dexi, the director of the office, and the secretary. The reporter was also accompanied by someone who made a special trip, and secretly stuffed a 50 yuan red envelope, which is not shabby, and 50 yuan is already very generous.

Song Weiyang pointed to the new factory building and said: "The two newly introduced high-tech assembly lines have been debugged and put into production for a month. We have recruited 50 new regular workers, and more than 400 temporary workers are working overtime for production. , and plan to make 100 temporary workers full-time after the Spring Festival.”

"Okay, it's done very well, and it has increased the number of jobs for the common people," Fan Zhengyang said. "I would like to make a suggestion. In terms of recruitment, the laid-off workers of state-owned enterprises should be the main ones."

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "It should."

Fan Zhengyang said: "The reemployment of laid-off workers has always been the top priority of the government's work. If the cannery can help reduce the government's burden, I will consider reducing taxes according to the employment ratio of laid-off workers."

"Then I would be very grateful to Secretary Fan." Song Weiyang still smiled.

The laid-off workers are naturally worthy of sympathy, but the bosses of private enterprises don't like to use them very much, preferring to recruit local farmers to work. Although the peasants are low-educated, they are simple, industrious, and full of vitality; while many laid-off workers are procrastinating, complaining about this and that, and even look down on private enterprises from the bottom of their hearts.

The newly recruited 50 full-time workers were all laid-off workers, but after working for a month, there were many problems. Yang Xin planned to dismiss at least 15 of them.

After wandering around the factory with Fan Zhengyang for more than half an hour, Song Weiyang sent him out of the gate again, and went back to quietly go to his mother and said, "Mom, you are in charge of negotiating with the government. The tea factory must be taken down, but there must be no remaining problems."

"Do you really want to buy a tea factory?" Guo Xiaolan reminded, "That factory has long been insolvent, and has not paid wages for a year."

Song Weiyang said: "If the debt is less than 10 million, we will carry it, and let the city government settle it if it is more. Also, the tea factory is not the key point. The most important thing is to win the 'Qingshan Tea Farm'. If you can wrap up the whole Daqingshan better."

Daqing Mountain is the highest mountain in Rongping City, with beautiful scenery and pleasant climate, but the traffic is a bit inconvenient.

Guo Xiaolan said: "You think too much, there are mines in Daqingshan, and the mines under the central enterprise, the city government is not qualified to give you."

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "I don't want mines, but tea farms and some forests."

"We can find a way to use the tea plantation to pay off the debt of the tea factory. The city government will definitely be willing," Guo Xiaolan asked, "but what do you want so much tea for? You can't sell it."

Song Weiyang said, "Make tea drinks."

"Tea can also be used as a drink? I've never seen it on the market." Guo Xiaolan said in surprise.

"If we make it, won't it be available on the market?" Song Weiyang said with a smile.

Guo Xiaolan reminded: "It's best not to mess around. A lot of money has been spent on the new factory building and new equipment, and the marketing and publicity expenses have exceeded 5 million. Although our canned food is selling well, we have always been operating in debt, and now we still owe The bank is close to 10 million! What kind of tea drink are you making? It’s good if you can sell it, but if you can’t sell it, our capital chain will be broken directly!”

Song Weiyang said: "It's okay, even if we make tea beverages, we will start to distribute a large number of goods in summer, and the cannery's funds will be returned by then."

Guo Xiaolan couldn't dissuade her, she could only say: "Be careful in everything."

"I understand." Song Weiyang said.

Guo Xiaolan didn't know whether to be happy or worried. This kid was too much like his father. He liked to rush forward in everything he did. He didn't know what it meant to be steady and steady.

...

The end of the year is approaching, but the cannery is even busier.

Due to seasonal restrictions on fruit, the production of canned yellow peaches and canned apples has long been suspended, and now all the production is canned sweet oranges.

Song Weiyang came to the home of the principal of the School of Light and Chemical Engineering with a set of "Supreme Fortune Pack" gift cans.

When reporting his identity, Principal Peng was very enthusiastic: "Oh, Xiao Song, factory director, rare customers, please come in!"

"I'm the one who interrupted. I wish Principal Peng a happy Chinese New Year in advance!" Song Weiyang did not dare to neglect. From an administrative level, this Principal Peng and Fan Zhengyang belong to the same level of leadership.

Principal Peng didn't have any official airs on him, and made tea himself: "Director Xiao Song, your family's canned food is very good. I went to Beijing for a meeting a few days ago, and the train stations in Beijing sell them."

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "It's a fluke."

After chatting with each other, Song Weiyang finally explained his purpose: "Principal Peng, we, Xifeng Food and Beverage Company, hope to have a long-term scientific research cooperation with the School of Light and Chemical Engineering."

"This is a good thing," Principal Peng asked, "How do you plan to cooperate?"

Song Weiyang said: "Xifeng provided money, and the Institute of Light and Chemical Industry provided scientists to jointly establish the 'Food Engineering Experiment Center'. In 1994, Xifeng Company was willing to invest 1 million yuan in research. In 1995, it was directly doubled. Invest 5 million. As long as Xifeng Food and Beverage can continue to expand, the annual investment will also increase!"

Principal Peng finally developed a strong interest, sat up straight and said, "Director Xiao Song has a vision, which is farther-sighted than most private entrepreneurs today!"

Rongping City is indeed backward, remote, closed-minded, and conservative in policy, but it also has very obvious advantages.

For example, this light chemical engineering college has a very high level of scientific research in the field of chemical fermentation, Song Weiyang would be too stupid to ignore it.

Of course, President Peng is also happy. The School of Light and Chemical Industry was established to serve the third-tier enterprises that relocated to the mainland. However, in recent years, batches of these third-tier enterprises have suffered losses, and 60% to 70% of them have closed down. Schools are useless, and their status in the education system is declining day by day.

It's almost impossible to uncover the pot!

Song Weiyang continued: "Xifeng Food and Beverage Company will issue tasks to the 'Experimental Center' every year and provide a certain amount of funds separately. As long as the 'Experimental Center' can complete the tasks, there will be financial rewards. But there is one requirement!"

"Please tell me." Principal Peng smiled.

Song Weiyang said: "Xifeng Food and Beverage Co., Ltd. jointly enjoys the patent rights for all the research results of this 'Food Engineering Experimental Center', and has the right to purchase, use and sell in priority! Even state-owned agencies cannot violate our rights. .”

Principal Peng said: "That's what it should be."

Principal Peng saw not only money, but also practical opportunities for teachers and students, as well as the academic, social and political influence it produced.

Of course, these are all things to talk about. The annual investment of 1 million yuan is not too much, but it can only be regarded as tasteless.

"Boom boom boom!"

The two were chatting happily when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Lin Zhuoyun entered the room with the principal's wife, holding a gift in her hand, seeing Song Weiyang, she said, "Why are you here?"

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "It's been so long since the winter vacation, and you haven't come home yet."

"It's not your fault!" Lin Zhuoyun said angrily.