"Brother Jiang, are you interested in contracting the diesel engine factory?"

Wan Feng's question confused Jiang Hongguo for a long time: "You mean I'm going to contract the diesel engine factory?"

"Although you have recovered from illness, you are a veteran employee of the diesel engine factory, so you are qualified to contract. And as a disabled person, you are even more qualified to contract the diesel engine factory."

Jiang Hongguo scratched his head: "I guess I'm tough enough to take on the contract."

"Is he an open contractor? If it is an open and fair competition, you will definitely be able to win the contract. Now you can find a way to find out some contract conditions through your connections, and we will do some analysis."

"Brother, what would I do if I were contracted?"

"Look at your question, of course the diesel engine factory makes diesel engines. If you ask it to process flour, it is not the same material. Don't worry! If you are contracted, there will be plenty of work for you to do. In addition to the orders from the diesel engine factory itself,

Once the market over there is opened, there may be tens of thousands of diesel engines needed a year, which is enough to keep you busy. There will also be 480 and 485 series engines to be produced in the future. I can say this in ten years.

We guarantee that there will be sufficient supply within the period, and in ten years there may be large-scale diesel engines starting with 6 and 8 on the market, which will be a hundred times better than your current small wheelchair factory."

This is much better than the 3200 wheelchairs he currently produces a year.

Jiang Hongguo was tempted: "Then I'll go to Diesel Engine to inquire about it right away."

While Jiang Hongguo went to Diesel Engine to inquire about news, Wan Feng came to Zhou Bingde's house to visit his godmother Bai Liyun.

He wanted to inquire about something through Bai Liyun.

Hua'er happened to be at home too, looking as listless as if she had irregular menstruation.

"Sister Hua'er, I haven't seen you in Wahou for a long time. What are you doing now?"

This year Wan Feng really didn't see Sister Hua'er in Wahou, but their factory's sales point is still there.

"Just sit at home."

"Why don't you go to work? Resign?"

"Suspension of work without pay."

"Sit back and sit at home without pay and eat nothing?"

"What if I don't just sit back and have nothing to do? You still want me to go back and earn dozens of yuan a month. Do you think this is still possible?" Hua'er said angrily.

"Xiao Wan, tell me, this damn girl has been living behind your back for more than a year. She has become wild. She doesn't look down on her salary of dozens of yuan a month. What kind of sock factory do you want to start? You are a girl's family.

Just find a husband to marry in two years and that's it, why do you want to start a business?"

Wan Feng understands. Sister Hua'er has been in the Wahou market for nearly two years. She is used to seeing the merchants in the market earning thousands or tens of thousands a year. Looking back at the wages of five or six hundred yuan a year in the factory, she naturally looks down upon them.

Eye-catching.

It's like a besieged city. People inside want to get out, and people outside want to get in.

Although the current income of self-employed people is incomparable to that of factory workers, there are still many self-employed people who still hope to work in state-owned factories.

In 1985, there were many people who had this idea. Of course, by the end of the 1980s, there were far fewer people who had this idea. In the 1990s, they almost disappeared.

"Sister Hua'er, since you want to open a sock factory, do you have any plans and measures? For example, if you want to install a sock machine, are you going to install a cotton sock machine or a thin sock machine?"

"Of course it's a thin sock machine. I want to specialize in making women's socks."

“Can I buy equipment?”

Xiaobeihe, Liaoyang, is the earliest place to produce socks in the north. Every household in Xiaobeihe Village makes socks.

In his previous life, Wan Feng did business for several years between 1996 and 2000. He once went to Xiaobeihe to pick up goods, but he didn't know what Xiaobeihe was like in 1985.

"You can buy it, but a set of machines costs tens of thousands."

"Sister Hua'er, let me give you an idea. Your advantage is that you can use your factory to entrust some spinning and setting sleeve work to the sock factory. In this way, you will save a lot of equipment and procedures. Just do it.

Just one type of socks is enough, women’s pantyhose and tube socks. Once these two are done, and you have the capital, you can do something else.”

"Pantyhose and tube socks?" Hua'er scratched her head, as if she had never seen them before.

"Pantyhose are socks like pants, mainly worn by women in summer, but they are relatively expensive and may not be accepted by people in the early stage. You can first make over-the-knee socks, which are worn by women up to the thighs when they wear skirts in summer.

Those kind of socks, as for the tube socks, there is no heel, a pair of tube socks."

Tube socks first appeared on the market in 1994, and became popular around 1996.

Wan Feng sold this kind of socks at that time. At that time, the delivery price at Xiliu Market was 55 to 60 cents a pair, and they sold for one yuan at the market. He had sold about 500 pairs a day at most.

"Can socks without heels be sold?" As a worker in a sock factory, Hua'er had never heard of socks without heels.

"Your main product now is over-the-knee socks, the kind of flesh-colored over-the-knee socks. The quality must be good. You can produce a small amount of pantyhose and tube socks in the middle. It depends on the sales. If the sales are good, you can shift the focus. After all, the cost of tube socks is

It’s low and the output is large. Money to buy equipment is not a problem. I can lend it to you. Go ahead and do it. If you don’t do it well, why don’t you pay for it?”

Bai Liyun couldn't laugh or cry. If she didn't do well, why should she do it? If she did, why would she do it?

"Son, aren't you trying to seduce your sister?"

"Godmother, if you don't be arrogant and take risks when you are young, will you still have a chance in the future? Don't listen to me, sister. You go contact the equipment. Once the equipment is contacted, come to me. Just set the factory address to Jiangwei. The product

Come out and take it directly to the market for wholesale, just in case it starts to work."

"Then I'll go make arrangements now." The flowers flew out like butterflies.

Bai Liyun rolled her eyes at Wan Feng: "Why does your sister just listen to you?"

"Haha, I'm a capable person. Of course she will listen to me. If I were useless, she wouldn't even pay attention to me."

"As long as you can, what do you want to do?"

"I would like to ask, who is in charge of industry in the county now?"

"My surname is Liang. I seem to have stayed in your commune before."

Is Liang Hongying her father or uncle? What is her name? Wan Feng really doesn’t know the name of Secretary Liang in the past.

It turns out that he is in charge, so this matter will be much easier to handle.

"Why do you ask?"

"I heard that the county diesel engine factory is going to be contracted."

"You want to take on it?"

Wan Feng shook his head: "I'm not qualified, but someone else is, and I want him to take over."

"Then do you need your godmother to give you some activities?"

"No, I have someone of my own."

When Secretary Liang was in Warrior Commune, Zhang Hai had a very close relationship with him, so it would be easier for Zhang Hai to step in.

We are not going through the back door. As long as Secretary Liang can preside over it fairly and fairly, Wan Feng doesn't think Jiang Hongguo can't contract the diesel engine factory.
Chapter completed!