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Section 935 New opportunities for old factories

Just when Long Wufeng was about to call for instructions, the phone on the table rang again.

Long Wufeng answered the phone and the person on the other end said a lot of things hurriedly. Long Wufeng just said lightly: "I understand."

Know what.

Long Wufeng made a gesture towards Bao Datong, and then made a three. Bao Datong understood it instantly and quickly wrote down the new number on the paper.

12.7 millimeters of peanuts, and an additional 30 million peanuts.

At this time, the Xia Kingdom was in Liaodong.

The locals never thought that this place would change drastically in a few years.

Before Bai Hao was reborn, countless factories closed down here for ten consecutive years and tens of millions of people were unemployed.

In fact, Bai Hao didn't know either.

At this time, the place was already showing signs of decadence.

In the early morning, many people came to work carrying lunch boxes. An old worker walked to the factory gate and looked up at the factory. Today, there were several chimneys that were no longer smoking.

This means that several more furnaces have been shut down.

These factories are very difficult.

They are responsible for the wages of too many retirees, and many of the equipment are older than the age of the retired employees.

Workers are very simple. Wages and benefits can only go up but not down.

These old factories are almost out of breath under the pressure of this huge expenditure.

Not just this steel plant, it can be said that all the factories, large and small, in their area are in the same situation, with less and less work.

It's time to go to work, and there are still many people squatting outside the wall to bask in the sun.

Because, there is no life.

If there is no life in the factory, there will be no life in the workshop, and naturally there will be no life in the team.

A middle-aged man stood in the center of this area, looking up at the sky.

As the newly transferred head of this city, he felt a lot of pressure.

Zheng Dongshan.

A child born and raised in the mountains of Liaodong, he went out to study in the mountains and then worked.

Yesterday, he just saw the report. Last year alone, factories of all sizes in this city lost more than 200 billion yuan, not counting previous losses.

The hole was so big that he felt helpless inside.

At this time, someone walked up to him.

The two looked at each other, and the man shook his head helplessly.

Zheng Dongshan asked: "Old Tian, ​​not at all?"

Lao Tian, ​​Tian Wanjin.

Tian Wanjin replied: "Those bastards from the Ninth Factory are not doing human affairs. They are stretched to death and starved to death. We at Shenzhou University are guaranteed to have meat in the cafeteria every day, and it is supplied by the Ninth Factory. I went to Fenghuang Mountain City.

The steel mills in Fenghuang Mountain City work overtime day and night, and even the smallest one’s job will be scheduled for half a year.”

"I went to the higher-ups and asked for some orders to be given to us, but even the iron bars for building houses were not given to us."

Zheng Dongshan shook his head: "If it were me, I wouldn't tell the difference. The steel mills in Fenghuang Mountain City are rich. They install new equipment and improve their technology while producing. The quality of their products is good and the price is low."

Tian Wanjin had nothing to say.

Their equipment is old and their technology is backward, so they really don't have an advantage.

They both sighed at the same time.

Suddenly, a car sped by.

The man rushed out of the car, fell to the ground before he could stand, but rolled and climbed in front of Zheng Dongshan.

Zheng Dongshan hurried to help: "What happened?"

Seeing this situation, anyone would think that something big must have happened.

"Electricity, telephone. No. 9...the telephone number of Factory No. 9."

Is the call from Factory 9 worth being so nervous?

Zheng Dongshan didn't have time to think too much, and he didn't care about the guy who fell. He rushed to the car and waited for Tian Wanjin to trot over and get in the car, then hurriedly ordered him to go back to the office.

In the office, the phone has not been hung up yet.

It turned out to be the red one.

Zheng Dongshan took a deep breath, walked a few steps quickly and picked up the phone.

"I am Zheng Dongshan."

"I am Datong, the special group of the Ninth Factory. I have the corresponding authorization. In about an hour, a representative will go to your place. Please fully cooperate with the corresponding work. If you have any difficulties, please withdraw immediately and we will make another choice.

.”

He didn't say anything, just a few simple words.

Factory Nine Special Group.

Who has heard of it?

No.

Zheng Dongshan asked Tian Wanjin: "Have you ever heard of the Ninth Factory Special Team?"

"No, but it should be true." After Tian Wanjin finished speaking, he pointed to the color of the phone.

That's right, how could a scammer call me with a phone of this color?

Since someone will come, just wait.

It really only took an hour. A uniformed man came in. When he came in, the people following him blocked the people outside the door and then guarded the door.

Without a word of rubbish, I just gave him an envelope.

What shocked Zheng Dongshan was that the last signature on the envelope turned out to be the Ninth Factory Special Team. The request in the envelope was to provide 700 million pieces of high-quality 5.56 mm peanuts and 7.62 mm peanuts within half a year.

200 million grains of rice, 12.7 mm peanuts, 50 million grains.

Then, within the next six months, this amount will be doubled.

Zheng Dongshan held a simple piece of paper in his hand: "This, this..." He couldn't believe that Factory Nine actually wanted to entrust the processing of this thing. Is this true?

The visitor said coldly: "Can it be completed? If not, we will consider alternatives."

"Yes, I definitely can." Tian Wanjin rushed to answer.

Zheng Dongshan also quickly said: "Yes, it must be possible."

"Signature, receipt."

He quickly signed and wrote a receipt. The visitor reached out and called over three people: "They are here as permanent representatives. Please follow the rules and leave." After saying that, the visitor left directly.

Can I ask why Factory 9 ordered this?

Absolutely not.

Because the person who came here looked like he had been wearing a uniform for half his life.

This person went out and got into the car. There was someone waiting in the car.

Lu Shouye.

Lu Shouye asked: "Can it be done?"

The person who entered just now was named Pan Xiaoyi and nodded: "It must be done. No matter how worthless these things are, they still have an output value of several hundred million. For them, they are a life-saving straw."

After saying that, Pan Xiaoyi asked: "Can I ask, Factory 9 is crazy, this thing needs to be added so much."

Lu Shouye gave Pan Xiaoyi a cigarette: "Sha Damu's family alone wants six billion peanuts of various sizes. Can you believe it? I can't fucking believe it."

Pan Xiaoyi's hands couldn't help shaking.

Lu Shouye added: "This is just for now, they will probably add more."

"Additional, they..." Pan Xiaoyi said that he couldn't understand it at all.

Lu Shouye chewed on his cigarette and put his hands above his head to hold a fire stick: "Did you see it? In this position, press it all the way to the bottom, and then change it to a box of peanuts. I have a delivery person here who has seen it with his own eyes.

, there were probably more than 2,000 people from both sides involved, and the fighting was said to last all day and night, but in reality the fighting lasted until noon, guess what?"

"What's wrong?"


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