I'm really just the village head

"For this factory, we must first consider the interests of the village, and in the end, a small village-run factory with only 11 sewing machines may become the upper-level supervisor of the Jiangnan factory."

Liu Chunlai tested their attitude.

These factories, if they want to use themselves, maybe they won't be able to cooperate later.

Most people say that people these days are simple and easy to fool.

No one Liu Chunlai met was easy to fool.

Even Zhang Changgui, because of too much coincidence, Liu Baye originally borrowed ten yuan to Zhang Changgui’s father...

Liu Chunlai didn't believe this coincidence.

According to his cognition and thoughts, everyone has a purpose in doing things. Zhang Changgui is probably also betting all his chips on him, perhaps only to learn experience and accumulate original funds before agreeing to come back with him.

In the early 1980s, when the reform and opening up began, Liu Chunlai didn't think he had such a great personality.

But it does not prevent him from using Zhang Changgui at the start.

Qualified managers, when they start, first consider how to make the company develop better and use talents reasonably and legally to make the company grow rapidly, instead of thinking about what will be brought by talents with great ambitions in the future harm.

Of course, it doesn’t work if you don’t consider these, you must take preventive measures.

This is the experience Liu Chunlai has gained after working hard in society for more than 20 years and interacting with many business elites.

Therefore, Zhang Changgui used it for others; Li Hongbing also used it.

"That's not important, as long as the factory can survive. It is better to grow. The factory belongs to the country, not ours."

"Once we contract, it will belong to our village." Liu Chunlai's face became serious.

"Your village is also national. Okay, I should go back and stare at it. You talk." Sun Xiaoyu didn't say any more, smoking a cigarette, and turned back to the workshop.

This woman.

"I used to be a soldier and a party member, but I didn't shoot on the battlefield like your dad. Our county is too poor..."

Wang Xinmin's words let Liu Chunlai understand why he said these words.

Veterans!

And it is a veteran who came down from the Korean battlefield.

Liu Chunlai was surprised at how many veterans there are in this poor small county.

It seems that every cadre he knows has military service experience.

"Let's go, go to my office and chat. In the evening there will be overtime meals in the cafeteria. The management fee of a dime per pair of trousers deducted in the factory is also included..." Wang Xinmin said with a smile, and brought Liu Chun to and fro He walked to the office.

Liu Chunlai became curious about Wang Xinmin. Since the other party's condition is this, it is better to learn more about the situation in the garment factory.

Timber mill.

After dark, the processing area covered only by the roof was finally reconnected and the lights came on.

When Liu Fuwang and Zhang Changgui came over, Shen Zhengyi was taking a few people to repair the equipment, their hands were full of oil, and many people were stained with oil because of the sweat on their foreheads.

No one saw the leader of the factory.

Only Shen Zhengyi led a few people to work.

While they were resting, Liu Fuwang stuffed a cigarette into the mouth of several smokers.

Fortunately, most of the equipment is good. After changing the oil in the gearbox and putting butter on the transmission parts, the equipment starts to operate.

Old-fashioned motors do not know whether it is too long or because of the immature technology in the previous production and the noise is very loud.

"Rumble~"

The rotation of the motor, with the wide saw blade, runs quickly.

The sawing machine worker uses the claw nails on the slide rail to fix the wood material outside the range of the saw blade, and then pushes towards the fast-rotating saw blade.

"Om~"

Sawdust was flying, and the wood was sawed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Sure enough, the machine needs to be changed to saw. If it is manual, it will take more than half an hour for just such a board, and it is too tired."

Zhang Changgui sighed.

Most of the time he spent making a set of furniture before was spent on wood processing.

Liu Fuwang also nodded.

He is the captain of the brigade, and he has naturally seen the efficiency of the carpenter's sawing.

The dog said, Liu Chunlai has not been for nothing in high school for the past seven years.

"Look at them, and I'll see if I can get them a midnight snack. The dog said, these officials in the timber factory are not here alone." Liu Fuwang cursed the leaders of the factory.

Shen Zhengyi, who was next to him, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "The leading cadres in the factory are just leaders. If they don’t work, they are paid a lot of money. They come to the factory to hang around when nothing happens. When something happens, people don’t see it. To..."

"Aren't you also a leader." Liu Fuwang looked at Shen Zhengyi.

He believes that technicians are also leaders.

Shen Zhengyi could only smile wryly.

Does any leader work until after 11 o'clock in person, without even eating dinner?

Liu Fuwang rode a bicycle around the county town, but there was no store open.

The state-owned supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores are beyond hope.

The private grocery store has long since closed.

In a county without nightlife, the night is very quiet.

In desperation, I remembered that the doorman of the lumber factory had built a stove outside the doorman, and both board and lodging were in the factory.

"There are a few catties of dried noodles." The old man looked at the great unity in Liu Fuwang's hands, and his muddy eyes lit up.

"Nothing else? The noodles are only 2 jiao 2 a catty..."

"There are eggs too! I still have a few bottles of Jinxi Kaoliang wine..." the old man said hurriedly.

"One kang has an egg (fried egg), and then everyone puts a bowl of noodles and puts more oil... to ensure that everyone is full, and one person will give you 4 cents." Captain Liu directly used the money to hit the person.

Let him do it?

As a 13-year-old, I went out to find the Red Army team to join in the revolution, eat the army and wear the army. After returning, I began to be the captain of the Liu squadron. In addition to cooking porridge, boiled noodles can be cooked into a paste.

It doesn't matter if he eats it himself.

But these are the people who are related to their four teams getting rid of poverty.

The old man cheered up, the folds on his face squeezed together.

But soon, the smile solidified, "That's fine, but I only have two porcelain bowls..."

Could this be Captain Liu?

"First, boil the egg, then boil the water, cook one by one, cook one bowl and eat one, so that people can stop the machine."

So the old man started to get busy.

To wash the pot and boil water, Captain Liu helped to burn the fire.

From the guard room, the old man carefully reported a big, dark clay pot with lard in it.

"Put more oil, and put more oil. The lard is only 6 cents and less than a catty. There are 9 people in total. If you count you, 10, and up to 5 catties of noodles. That's only 1 yuan and 5 eggs. How much money is this one? If you count everything, you can make at least one dollar..."

Liu Fuwang watched the old man use a spatula to shovel only a little oil in the oil tank, and he was immediately dissatisfied.

The old man is too picky.

A bowl of noodles is only two cents.

He gave the four corners a bowl, just because the old man was older than him, plus it was midnight.