I'm really just the village head

"How did you come?"

Miao Shilin, who was immersed in the documents, heard a knock on the door and raised his head to see that it was Liu Chunlai, and couldn't help but wonder.

Yang Yi didn't call to say that Liu Chun was coming to Shancheng.

"Some things have to be done here. Yesterday there was a delivery ship, so I came by the way. Director Miao, congratulations!" Liu Chunlai was not polite. Before Miao Shilin called him in, he went in by himself.

Just like in your own home, pour yourself water.

"You're welcome. This time I only plan to take away the radio tape recorder and the equipment?" Miao Shilin asked Liu Chunlai.

Liu Chunlai shook his head, "There is no place for resettlement. Director Miao, our shareholders are still in the detention center."

He was talking about Zhang Jianmin.

Miao Shilin knew that Liu Chunlai had a good relationship with Zhang Jianmin, otherwise he wouldn't be able to help.

But in this matter, it is limited to just a few words to help.

"He is a shareholder of your radio tape recorder factory?" Miao Shilin really didn't know this.

There is a radio factory in Shancheng, which is on the verge of bankruptcy. The entire factory, plus 100 technicians, took 15% of the shares from the color power plant called LeTV. The radio was discounted, but Liu Chunlai and the others came out.

"Zhang Jianmin, Feng Songtao, and Zheng Yong jointly invested one million yuan, and built sales channels in exchange for 36% of the shares in the tape recorder factory. Now the money is not in place..."

Liu Chunlai naturally couldn't tell the truth.

The money has always been in his hands.

Both Zhang Jianmin and Zheng Yong were arrested, and Feng Songtao had no trouble because he helped Liu Zhijun set up an office in Hankou.

Miao Shilin was also a little shocked. Three people contributed one million.

Did you make money like that?

An unexpected look appeared on his face, "Are they shareholders of the tape recorder factory?"

"Yes, our brigade doesn't have enough money. Wait a few months, it must be. But now time is money. The sooner you invest, the sooner you can start to market products..." Liu Chunlai nodded affirmatively .

Miao Shilin's face was embarrassed.

"We are the Bureau of Light Industry. If you invest in Shancheng, this matter is easy to solve, but whether it is a hand tape recorder factory or a color power plant, they are all in Peng County..."

He is also truthful.

If you invest in a mountain city, everything is easy, at least their words are useful.

The problem is that the radio tape recorder factory will stay in Peng County.

People who invest in Peng County have nothing to do with Shancheng, don’t they?

The other is the company named LeTV Color TV by Liu Chunlai. Although the Shancheng Light Industry Bureau has a share, the color TV factory hasn't even left it.

Even within the Bureau of Light Industry, it is believed that Miao Shilin was deceived about the LeTV color TV shares.

A radio factory with hundreds of technicians is worth so much money?

More importantly, the color TV factory does not have a single word.

Nothing.

"I understand. But if foreign businessmen are involved, this matter can be easily resolved, right?" Liu Chunlai smiled.

The smile on Miao Shilin's face suddenly stiffened.

Fortunately, he just wanted to blurt out and asked Liu Chunlai to move the factory to Shancheng, all the problems would be solved, and even the supporting facilities did not need to be considered too much.

As a result, Liu Chunlai gave him such a sentence.

It means, let Hong Kong businessmen come forward?

This is nothing to do with his Light Industry Bureau.

"After all, it belongs to the joint venture company." Liu Chunlai grinned.

But this smile made Miao Shilin panicked.

Naturally, let Liu Chunlai leave the factory in the mountain city without saying anything.

"By the way, there is a Red Star Machinery Factory, are you familiar with it?" Miao Shilin changed the subject.

Liu Chunlai was a little surprised.

Can a small street-run factory like Hongxing Machinery Factory be in the eyes of the Director of the Light Industry Bureau?

"What's wrong with our supporting factory?" Liu Chunlai asked.

Indeed, Hongxing Machinery Factory is their supporting factory.

Specializing in the production of various metal buttons for jeans.

But now Tianfu Machinery Factory can produce part of it, and not all the metal buttons are given to Hongxing Machinery Factory.

"Before, he used your supporting business to obtain a loan from the bank and bought more than ten punching machines from other factories that were about to go bankrupt. Now he can't repay the loan..." Miao Shilin said seemingly relaxed.

When speaking, he kept looking at Liu Chunlai's expression.

Liu Chunlai suddenly understood, "Because the business is not enough?"

Miao Shilin just looked at him without speaking.

"I did sign a contract with them before, but I have a machinery factory in my hand, and they also have stamping production capabilities..." Liu Chunlai didn't think he had done too much in this matter.

The original contract only stipulated that the other party could not provide the same type of metal buttons to other manufacturers.

Guo Fengyun himself expanded production capacity without discussing it with anyone. If something went wrong, he couldn't transfer this responsibility to Liu Chunlai, right?

Miao Shilin also couldn't say anything.

From Liu Chunlai's words, at least I understand that Guo Fengyun did not lie.

Liu Zhiqiang's attitude towards Guo Fengyun is not as good as Liu Chunlai.

It only admits that there is cooperation between the two sides. As for the degree of cooperation, I didn't say too much.

"Director Miao, a subordinate of the Light Industry Bureau, is there a spring factory?" Liu Chunlai did not want to waste energy on this matter.

Guo Fengyun hasn't found herself for so long, nor did it mention it in Liu Zhiqiang's telegram.

Perhaps, the other party made money from the business of producing metal buttons for the denim clothes for Liu Chunlai, and it was inflated?

"The spring factory? That belongs to the Bureau of Industry, and it is used in heavy industry. Of course, many factories under the Bureau of Light Industry are not used less, and many factories also have spring production capacity..." Miao Shilin stopped after speaking. , "What do you mean? Are you planning to start a spring factory? I'm not afraid of eating too much and not being able to digest."

Since Liu Chunlai asked, he definitely wanted this business.

As the leader of the Light Industry Bureau, Miao Shilin would naturally not agree to send this business out again.

Continuing, many factories under the Shancheng Light Industry Bureau will be moved to Peng County by Liu Chunlai.

Is that okay?

Wouldn't he, the director of the Light Industry Bureau, become the commander of light management?

Miao Shilin's answer was similar to Liu Chunlai's guess.

However, Liu Chunlai's thoughts in his mind were far different.

Liu Chunlai bid farewell to Miao Shilin, making Miao Shilin even more puzzled.

This kid is too abnormal.

Liu Chunlai didn't care whether Miao Shilin was abnormal or not. He rode the motorcycle left by Liu Zhiqiang and took Liu Qianshan back to the office.

Along the way, he was regretful.

The back seat of the motorcycle should bring a girl.

Except that time when he went to see Liu Qiuju at Qingshan Commune, and took the fourth and He Lishuang with him, he never took his sister on a motorcycle.

Naturally, I can't experience the joy of matching knights with beautiful women.

"What's the matter? They are all sad." Liu Chunlai returned to the office, almost ready to eat.

Before that, he went to Qionglin Market and some clothing stores around to see the market share of their clothing.

Most clothing stores hang clothes in various styles produced by Chunyu and its two subordinate factories.

Autumn clothes are already on the market.

Although there are a lot of people in front of the shops and stalls, there is no such rush of people.

The scene of the previous berserk is never seen again.

For this, Liu Chunlai didn't feel strange.

But when he came back, seeing the loneliness on Zheng Xueyong and others' faces, Liu Chunlai's good mood was also affected.

"I found several factories that can produce springs this morning. They either directly refused, or they disliked that we needed to order too little. I didn't ask in detail, let alone research and develop and produce according to our needs." Zheng Xueyong was bitter. Said.

In his opinion, it is better to let Tianfu Machinery Plant expand its production capacity.

Match them directly.

The springs used in mattresses are different from those used in mechanical equipment.

Different types of mattresses naturally use different springs.

The elasticity, hardness, etc. all need to be redesigned by the manufacturer and need to be improved according to the improvement of the mattress.

None of the mattresses are on the market, what is the market situation, although how big is the guarantee?

"This is also normal. Those who have not closed down have their business; those that have failed, even the money for the organization and production are taken out, let alone research in accordance with our requirements." Liu Chunlai sighed.

Mattress, this is the biggest opportunity in the future home market.

Almost every family will be equipped.

The market potential is great, but now, this thing is a high-end commodity.

Imported from abroad is not common.

"This is normal, the factory can't survive..." Zheng Xueyong couldn't understand.

In these factories in Shancheng, he couldn't see the enthusiasm of various small factories in Pengxian to take on all businesses in order to survive.

Tianfu Machinery Factory, a former gun repair factory, even has gun production capacity.

But in order to survive, there is a special plow workshop!

That doesn't have any technical content.

It even produces sickles, hoes and even kitchen knives for farming...

The factory in the mountain city, but...

"This is very normal. The light industry in Shancheng ranks first in the country. With some military factories, companies that can survive, they all have their own fixed business, and we don’t have any reputation. Small factories." Liu Chunlai knows all kinds of factories these years.

Many factories are under collective ownership.

Even if the country's military expenditures are drastically reduced and military orders are drastically reduced, these factories do not only produce military products. Even if there are not many orders, there is no problem with food and clothing.

After decades of serving the iron rice bowl, it is not so easy to change his mind.

"It's like that in factories in big cities. People have more money and more business." Liu Zhiqiang understood clearly.

Zheng Xueyong did not say a word.

He doesn't understand these factories.

"There are mainly no factories that only produce springs." Chen Dashan, the purchasing section chief who also came out of Tianfu Machinery Factory, sighed.

There is no professional spring factory.

This immediately reminded Liu Chunlai.

Most factories, perhaps because of the international situation at the time, or the psychology of the people of the country, want to produce everything by themselves, and no one cares about the problem of specialization and division of labor.

After all, once World War III breaks out, it is a nuclear war.

Some regions cannot communicate with other regions, specializing in division of labor and cooperation. Once the supply is cut off, how can we produce?