National Beer

Chapter 352 Own Factory

In later generations, there were many beer packaging styles. Because the times are advancing and consumer demand is increasing, the packaging is constantly updated, but the corrugated boxes have been able to continue to be used and have not been replaced.

"Director Qin, what carton do you mean?" Since Qin Dong said the word carton factory, Yan Guozhong looked at him without blinking.

"Corrugated cardboard box." Qin Dong smiled and the group returned to Yan Guozhong's house. Yan Guozhong's wife and daughter-in-law brought the last fish up, and the fish head faced Qin Dong.

In the banquet custom of the Qinwan people, there is no fish without a banquet. The final main dish must be fish. Of course, the fish head must be aimed at the most distinguished guests. After the guests move the first chopsticks, everyone can start eating fish.

"In the past, our country's economy was sluggish and goods were insufficient, and the people did not have too high requirements for product packaging. Now that the reform and opening up economy is reviving, and the supply of goods increases, packaging has begun to receive attention."

Qin Dong stood up while talking, and gave Yan Guozhong and another old man his fish eyes to show his respect, "Beer industry used to focus on the development of wooden box packaging. The carton packaging is all manual work with a single machine and simple processing of cartons. The carton is just a supplement to the wooden box packaging."

"In the future, our beer will no longer be tied with nylon ropes, and will be packed in cartons." Qin Dong smiled and picked up the nylon rope on the ground. This beer packaging style will soon go into history.

"Then what's wrong with the shingle paper you are talking about?" Qin Dong promised to build a carton factory in the village, and Yan Guozhong went to a heart disease. He is very interested in the shingle paper now.

"Beer cartons generally use corrugated paper boxes. This kind of cartons have several advantages. One is that they can protect beer. The edge pressure, burst strength, puncture strength, bonding strength, and empty compression strength of corrugated boxes are all standardized. The other is non-slip, which will not cause the beer box to tilt, fall, or collide, causing the beer bottle to burst, and it is also abrasion-resistant, and the corrugated box printing color will not transfer after more than 100 frictions back and forth..."

Qin Dong specializes in beer. To put it more closely, he specializes in fermentation. He knows some beer packaging, but he is not proficient.

"Waleng carton production mainly includes three parts, the paper used for carton production, the paperboard production equipment, printing and slotting equipment..."

"So, Secretary Yan," Qin Dong put down the wine glass, but refused the cigarettes that Yan Guozhong handed over. "I saw that our two rows of forty rooms can be divided into three workshops, raw material workshop, semi-finished product workshop, and finished product workshop. For the workshop and the machine, I ordered a few second-hand equipment in Germany. The City Carton Factory recommended to me a master from Nanjing Paper Factory, who is responsible for training you..."

Oh, Yan Guozhong's face brightened up, with the venue and equipment, the villagers in his village could go to work soon.

He suddenly looked at Qin Dong suspiciously again. His machine had already been ordered, but the factory and workers were missing. Was he waiting for me to find him long ago?

But he was suspicious. Under the influence of alcohol and joy, his suspiciousness ran out of the sky.

As he was about to raise his glass to toast again, Qin Dong stopped him, "Next, there are two more questions, you have to deal with Secretary Yan."

"You said, I have nothing to say." The pimple on Yan Guozhong's face jumped a few times.

"One is three-phase electricity. Without three-phase electricity, it won't work."

"I went to the power supply station for this. They don't provide three-phase power. Our villagers go to the district power supply bureau." Yan Guozhong patted his chest to make sure.

"Well, it really doesn't work, you can buy another generator," Qin Dong smiled.Although Yan Guozhong didn't know the price of the generator, it was definitely not affordable in the village. Qin Dong said so lightly that he unconsciously looked at Qin Dong more highly.

"Also, the business license of the printing house..."

"We do." Yan Guozhong has been a secretary for so many years, he still has some connections.

"Good," Qin Dong raised his glass, "everything is ready, I only owe Dongfeng."

Qin Dong can actually get the three-phase electricity and apply for the business license. He doesn't want to let the village eat everything ready-made. They also have to work hard, and most importantly, it’s from this factory. Name attribution.

"Director Qin, our carton factory is mainly used for your second factory? Are our villagers working in the second factory?" someone asked with a smile.

"It doesn't belong to our second factory. In the future, this factory can accept the cartons from the second factory, and it can also face the society," Qin Dong said with a smile. "In name, it's called Yanjiadu Carton Factory."

Although Yan Guozhong drank a few cups, he felt like Mingjing. The young factory director paid for the plan. Although the factory is called Yanjiadu Carton Factory, it is not Yanjiadu's.

Of course, it wasn't from the second factory. He raised his muddy eyes and looked at Qin Dong. Oh, he understood that this carton factory was owned by others, but under the name of the Yanjiadu collective.

"One more thing, this school is also the future factory area, and this is also part of the factory, Secretary Yan..." Qin Dong smiled and looked at Yan Guozhong, "In this way, the village will take up 5% of the shares in the future..."

Yan Guozhong did not know how much of the 5% of the shares, but he already wanted to understand that Qin Dong was really afraid that this carton factory had been planned for a long time. Perhaps, he had longed for the school in the village and waited for him to find it. What about him!

"Yes." Yan Guozhong promised happily. He really saw the wrist and scheming of this little factory manager.

...

Back home, it was late at night.

In the thick night, Qin Dongshen walked towards the house with a light foot.

"The sky is panic, the earth is panic. There is a Ye Cryman in my family. The gentleman who passes by the road reads three times, and sleeps until dawn..."

In the depths of the alley, I don't know who was muttering in it, Qin Dong smiled and walked towards his house.

"Brother," Qin Nan leaped forward to greet him, but he could not help covering his nose when he smelled the alcohol on his brother, "Brother, you are drinking again."

"No way." Watching Du Xiaoju take over her army green satchel, Qin Dong took the honey water she mixed again, "Happy today."

"Happy, what are you happy about?" Du Xiaoju smiled. Willow is also there, looking at their brother and sister tenderly.

"In the future, our family will have its own factory." Qin Dong said loudly.

Own factory?

Liu Zhi and Du Xiaoju looked at each other. They knew what Qin Dong was capable of. They sold patents, opened restaurants, contracted, and made a lot of money. They were surprised that they suddenly had their own factory.

"Dadong," Liu Zhi asked cautiously, "Do you belong to the capitalist or the exploiting class?"

"Sister, what age is it, how come your mind is still in the 60s and 70s!"

Qin Dong smiled, but he also admitted that Liu Zhi was telling the truth. At this time, the time of turmoil is not too far away. People still have a deep memory of the era more than ten years ago. This year, the double pressure from politics and economy will make The private enterprise was very sad, so he didn't want to go it alone early, so he thought of a compromise and opened the carton factory in Yanjiadu.

"I'm just afraid..." The Qin family's encounter with Liu Zhi was deeply impressed. She looked at Du Xiaoju tenderly, and Du Xiaoju looked at Qin Dong like her.