National Beer

Wine is the product of agricultural civilization.

The earliest liquor, whether it is Eastern white wine, rice wine or Western beer, is related to food.

Easterners use rice and yellow rice to make wine, while Westerners use barley.

Although Chen Shifa is already the director of the hot brewery in Rongya District, he still believes that he is still a farmer in his bones.

He opened the door and walked into the conference room. The senior party official Zhou Fenghe was already present. He was the top leader of the factory. Every time he had a meeting, he came earlier than these deputies. It was the habit of arriving at the factory half an hour earlier every day. It was too thunderous for sixty-five days.

However, there has already been talk about it. After the National Day, the new "Regulations on the Work of Factory Directors in Industrial Enterprises Owned by the People" will be implemented, and the factory director will become the top leader of the factory.

This is the factor of the times, and it is also the general trend. Now, hundreds of eyes in the factory are staring at it. Whether Chen Shifa is in the top position or Zhou Feng, the secretary and the factory director are shouldering the responsibility, is still unknown.

"Let’s study Sunday collective labor today." When the leaders of the factories sat down, Zhou Fenghe opened the house clearly and concisely. The subsidy is nine cents..."

Last year, dozens of acres of hops were planted in a large area in the factory, but the production could not be stopped, so a lot of manpower was needed to pick them, and nine cents was almost the price of a bottle of beer.

Chen Shifa helped his brown glasses, his thin face was expressionless.

In this team, Zhou Fenghe is a principled person, but he respects Chen Shifa, who built the team together. He symbolically solicited Chen Shifa's opinions. Chen Shifa waved his hand and still did not speak.

"Okay, there are no comments. Then we will leave tomorrow. All the tractors and cars in the factory will be dispatched. Director Wu, you will lead the team." He looked at Wu Geng.

Yangcun and Rongya are not the same district. They can’t come back the same day they go. Just like farmers harvesting the wheat in the wheat season, it’s common to light up the lights at night when it’s the wheat harvest.

The collective is the shadow of an era.

The state-run brewery in Rongya District is also a large collective, and this kind of collective labor was often seen at the beginning of reform and opening up.

Wu Geng smiled and agreed. He smiled and looked at everyone, "Secretary Zhou, let me make a request. Everyone picks hops together. Can you allocate some beer? Just celebrate the festival in the factory and give everyone some benefits."

Zhou Fenghe frowned. Now beer is in high demand throughout the country. Each ton produced can provide the country with an industrial profit tax of more than 300 yuan. These hundreds of workers and their families have not consumed a small amount of beer in these two days. .

When everyone was silent, Chen Shifa said hoarsely, "I think we can do a little bit, don't we still have 10% self-sale rights."

Under the planned economy, beer was uniformly allocated by the Municipal Planning Commission and underwritten by the Municipal Sugar Industry Tobacco and Alcohol Company. Originally, the factory had only 4% self-sales rights. Chen Shifa managed to move the Deputy District Mayor Liang Yongsheng on this basis. It has increased by six percent.

Zhou Fenghe knew right away that he couldn't be a villain, but he couldn't let Chen Shifa be a good person. He immediately said, "Then have a good festival, but you can't be extravagant and wasteful."

"Who can waste beer?" Wu Geng opened his mouth with a smile, "Waste is also wasted in his stomach."

Speaking of the thousands of workers and their families in the factory fighting lights and drinking beer at night, several factory directors are also excited. What is this not a holiday?

"Well, taking advantage of this meeting, I have another thing to say," Zhou Fenghe tapped lightly on the table, "I heard that Qin Dong from the bottle washing workshop asked Luzhou factory for 10,000 yuan. Patent fees, is there such a thing? Have you heard of it?"

Several deputy factory directors also heard about this, and also heard that the Luzhou factory remitted the money to Qin Dong, but now that Zhou Fenghe raised it, he must have his own idea.

Sure enough, Zhou Fenghe continued, “The national light industry system is one family. It’s nothing to help us, but when it comes to patent fees, Qin Dong’s research results are researched in the factory, and are also washed in the factory. Qin Dong has been rewarded by the factory based on the research of the bottle machine, so this patent fee has to be handed over to the factory..."

Ten thousand yuan is really not a small sum. These deputy directors only earn a thousand yuan a year. This ten thousand yuan is equivalent to their ten-year salary. I am afraid it will be difficult to come out!

Wu Geng played with the teacup lid on his hand and smiled, "Secretary Zhou, there was no such technique in the factory before. It was a drawing drawn by Qin Dong. Isn't the chief engineer of Luzhou not able to recruit?..."

Zhou Fenghe knocked on the table and interrupted Wu Geng's words, "Patents are collective patents, and technology is also collective technology. This is the crystallization of collective wisdom. It does not belong to whoever studies the technology. We must understand that people are the factory. The technology is also in the factory,... the patent fee, even a penny, is also in the factory. It is collective. This is the principle, Mr. Wu, you can talk to him and let him pay the patent fee to the factory. Come."

There was a wry smile on Wu Geng's face, but several factory directors were silent, and now a young worker became rich overnight, and no one felt happy.

"Old Chen?" At the end of the meeting, Zhou Fenghe still politely solicited Chen Shifa's opinion. In the usual meetings, Chen Shifa would wave his hand or scribble a few words, and everyone was used to it.

"Then I'll just say a few words." When everyone heard the hoarse voice, everyone looked at Chen Shifa in surprise, Zhou Fenghe was also a little surprised, but he calmed down immediately, picked up the pen and opened the closed notebook.

"Although the nationwide light industry system is one, they are all independently accounted for, or their bottle washer would be given to us for nothing."

——The green smoke is everywhere, the fire is splashing everywhere.Chen Shifa lit a match.

Everyone heard it. He meant something. Zhou Fenghe put down his pen and looked at this familiar old man.

"In the first two months, I watched the National Science and Technology Awards Conference broadcast on TV. More than 30 individuals were awarded. This shows that the state recognizes individuals and the patent law contains personal content..."

Well, all the leaders are sitting here, and the leaders' minds are turning very fast. Everyone understands that at this juncture of reform, Chen Shifa, who has always been low-key, wants to make his own voice.

The voices of Zhou Fenghe and Chen Shifa are still continuing, but everyone can see clearly that the competition seems to have started ahead of schedule for the position of the factory director, and the focus of the two parties now is this patent.

But did Chen Shifa make a fuss about this patent?

"Well, I said, Qin Dong's patent does not come out of thin air. He uses the factory's machinery. He is a worker in the factory, and the factory has rewarded him, so the patent fee must be submitted to the factory. "Zhou Feng kept his face in harmony. He closed his notebook and unscrewed the pen cap. Such an action usually meant that the meeting was over immediately.

"Well, let me emphasize it again. This is a principle and cannot be changed. Ten thousand yuan must be handed over to the factory." He said this, but Chen Shifa smoked and stopped talking, "Mr. Wu, you Come in charge." Zhou Fenghe emphasized again.

Everyone looked at Wu Geng, the machine was built by him with Qin Dong, and it seemed reasonable to kick the ball to him now.

But Wu Geng seemed to be caught between Zhou Fenghe and Chen Shifa. If he was taken back, he was moving closer to Zhou Fenghe. If he couldn't take it back, he seemed to favor Chen Shifa.

"Fuck it."

When the meeting was over, Wu Geng was at the end, looking at Zhou Fenghe and Chen Shifa in front of him, he scolded Yu Niang harshly.

"Old Wu, this is not easy to handle. Ten thousand yuan has become a ten thousand yuan household," Qin Beer's deputy director at Rongya Brewery patted Wu Geng on the shoulder, his position was very detached and he did not participate The trivial matter in the factory, "No one can take out the money in his pocket again, right?"