"Director Zhang, I heard that it is difficult for workers to collect electricity bills!" Fang Dajun actually said such an unrelated sentence.

Not only did Zhang Feng feel confused, but even Xiao Zhonghu and others next to him were confused. Didn’t they just know about electricity bills? Why did they come up with the matter at this time?

"It's like this. If you want to say that lighting doesn't use much electricity, but most of the workers are family members and children. Thousands of households use it day and night, which is too burdened by the factory. I have been restricted from electricity use a few years ago, and only turned on for two hours during the day." Although this matter is not very glorious, it is common sense. Zhang Feng did not hide it and made it clear directly.

Fang Dajun smiled and said, "Director Zhang, I forgot to introduce my identity. I am the deputy director of Beidou Cement Factory. Our factory not only produces cement, but also produces honeycomb coal."

"Deputy Factory Director? Honeycomb Coal?" Zhang Feng said in surprise. At the beginning, this young man was just a purchaser from a certain factory. Most of the time, he got so poor because of his family's adults. Unexpectedly, the situation was so different than expected. He also heard of the cement factory on Beidou. Although it was just a small factory run by a collective, it would be not easy to be competent as the deputy factory director at this age.

As for the senior leaders of the steel plant, they are all appointed by the Municipal Industrial Bureau. The largest position that employees in the factory can be promoted is only middle-level. However, not to mention the squad leader, even a small platoon leader, it is difficult for workers to be promoted because this is a state-owned enterprise, with a carrot and a pit, and someone moves the position, so there are vacancies that make many people compete for.

Fang Dajun had already prepared an excuse and briefly explained the honeycomb coal. This is the key point. Finally, he said in a summary: "I want to use a thousand honeycomb coal stoves and exchange them for 300 tons of slag. This is the cost price. A stove outside can be sold for five yuan. Director Zhang, what do you think? In the future, any workers who buy honeycomb coal will not exceed two tons per year for each household. They can settle on credit until the end of the year. If you buy it now, you can buy it until the end of next year."

Zhang Feng did not reply immediately, and he measured his mind quickly. The other party clearly wanted to sell honeycomb coal, but it was not a loss for the factory. The slag was equivalent to scrap and could not be sold at all. If it was transported out for sale, the transportation cost would be higher, and it would be useless to buy an unnecessary factory.

If the furnace is given as a benefit for workers, can it alleviate the adverse effects of wage arrears? Honeycomb coal is indeed a bit expensive for 40 yuan per ton, but it can be delivered to your door, or it can have a credit period of up to one year. After so long, the wages have been paid long ago.

"Director Xiao Fang. Your proposal is good. You can exchange slag for you. But our steel factory will not help you sell honeycomb coal. Whether the workers are willing to buy it depends on your own ability." Zhang Feng measured that he used useless slag to exchange furnaces for welfare distribution, and it was only 300 tons. He still had this right. He did not intend to involve other aspects. Even if he charged the benefits, he would not dare to help sell honeycomb coal, because it was related to the fire consumption of thousands of workers. It would be fine if there was no problem, but he would be implicated once there was a problem.

This is what Fang Dajun wants. His current capital cannot help the other party. He can see this clearly. The exchanges between the two parties depend entirely on interests. In the early stage, it should be said that they are mutual benefit, and this is the kingly way.

"Director Zhang has helped a lot, so we naturally find ways to sell honeycomb coal. Come on, let's toast Director Zhang together." Fang Dajun raised his wine glass and said. The ones who often call the most in the wine field are actually not allowed to drink, nor will they let themselves drink too much. Those who fall down are often those who are persuaded to drink.

After eating this wine for nearly an hour, it was gone. The guests and hosts all enjoyed each other. It was impossible to find a place to wash their feet or something, and the meal ended.

After Zhang Feng left with a burp, Xiao Zhonghu, who had greedy for two more glasses of good wine, admired him: "Boss, why did you think of using a stove to exchange for slag? The cost of a stove is only one yuan, and if you exchange it for slag, the factory will make 80 cents."

Fang Dajun smiled and said, "First of all, I need to correct it. Our sales department bought the stove for one dollar, and then helped the cement factory to purchase slag. The 80 cents in the middle were earned by the sales department, but it was my personal credit. But you were also present, and each of them gave a bonus of twenty yuan. Be smart in the future. As long as you have a good idea, even if you can't do it yourself, I will calculate half of the share of it. For example, this time, if anyone of you thinks of using a stove to exchange slag, you will get at least 400 yuan."

Now Xiao Zhonghu and his men beat their chests and stamped their feet, regretting that their intestines were blue. Why didn’t they expect this idea? But Xu Guangming was not a salesperson. At this time, he ate a ton of food and drinks a bottle of Wuliangye for more than six yuan, ate big fish and meat, and finally got twenty yuan in vain. This made him so excited that he couldn’t find Bei, and he could see the power of this little factory manager.

Look at how others are doing well, they have a good time to eat and drink, and they have made a lot of money in vain when things are done. But he can't calculate how much they have made.

Fang Dajun smiled again and said, "I made some money this time, and I happened to make up for some pork money."

As soon as these words were said, the jealousy of the few people immediately dissipated and they couldn't help but feel awe. Fang Dajun spent more than a thousand to buy pork. This is not a lie. This was a stake in the cement factory.

Fang Dajun was also very excited at this time. Unexpectedly, he made 800 yuan by pieced together the news he heard on the spot. He even earned 800 yuan. After a reward of 100 yuan, he still had 700 yuan. As expected, he could make a fortune by doing his sales well. However, such opportunities are hard to come by, and I don’t know when it will be next time.

He just used money without going through Jinchi. This was also his back-up. Although Jinchi counted the data of the two factories, it did not include the funds from the sales department, so that he could operate flexibly outside. For example, this time, no one could find any problems. This is to make a lot of money by relying on his own ability and use his identity and position and rules reasonably. He will stick to this method, uh!

Moreover, with the good people he has earned before, there is no need to worry about slandering people. As for jealousy, it doesn’t matter if you get used to it. It’s a mediocre person not to be jealous of others!

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When we turned back to the shop, we found that the workers were still working. It was almost done. It was already 1:30 p.m. Fang Dajun hurriedly called out: "We've finished the work, let's get the food done first."

The workers applauded. Although it was just a bowl of big meat noodles at noon, everyone was satisfied because they just invited them to drink last night. Tonight, the factory manager said that they could still drink with them, but they cooked them by themselves in the evening. They had prepared a lot. Among the craftsmen who came with them, there was a good cooking skill and was arranged to buy tableware and ingredients. This was a bad thing. They could actually get a salary by buying vegetables and cooking. Life should not be too good.

In the afternoon, Fang Dajun didn't bother to stroll, but drove out again with a tractor, started quickly on the street of the Steel Factory, and inspected it at each edge. Finally, he returned to the entrance, next to the place where the steel was piled up. He rented a site there, about a thousand square meters.

"It's this place, Uncle Qi, arrange for workers to start construction immediately and build a warehouse here. In the future, you will be responsible for the steel factory, and the warehouse in the new farm will be handed over to Qin Er for treatment first." Fang Dajun explained.

When Fang Dongjian heard this, he was of course happy. He responded with great lip service. Then he arranged it without Fang Dajun's orders and asked the workers to go here to see if there is any stone to mine. If it is inconvenient, buy it directly and build a base first. The tools have been pulled over.

As for the unloading tractors, they went to the steel plant to load slag and steel bars, and took the goods back to Beidou directly, but there was also a tractor here to help. The tractors who had finished pulling the goods then pulled the furnace here, rent and fuel consumption. At that time, there will be two factories and sales departments watching to coordinate. There are records of goods being pulled every day. This data is quite huge and can only be recorded roughly.

All personnel were moved, and Xiao Zhonghu also led three sales staff to continue to build shops. Because honeycomb coal and stoves were already available, they could promote them immediately. The main force of consumption was to look at housewives, so they could do it at any time without watching the weekend.

Fang Dajun did not get free in the afternoon, and because the tractor began to frequently travel between the two places, he could also know the information of the Beidou Cement Plant and could also control the command remotely. Although the journey back and forth was only four hours and only two hours on one side, he couldn't help when he went back now because he didn't understand cement production at all. All he knew was the process. He just ran around in Jingxian, and there was no way to guide him. Finally, he optimized the production process, but he needed to wait until the process was mature.

Therefore, it is better to stay in the steel mill to make money. The market here is bigger than he imagined. It is impossible to find some business opportunities that you ignore.

In the afternoon, he asked Zhang Zhipeng to follow him in a tractor. He took Xu Guangming out for a large purchase, which was also a bedding and daily necessities. This is basically a one-time purchase that can be used for many years, but the price is not low. It hurts to buy more than a dozen units, but it also has to be spent, because you have to sleep at night and workers have to live here for a long time. Since there is a shop, let's live in it, mainly saving. After the warehouse is built, there are houses for accommodation.

In the evening, more than a dozen people shouting handmade craftsmen ran to take a free bath. The superiority of socialism was directly reflected, it was so cool!

It’s just a little bad. Even if there is a female bathhouse next to you, these women wear tight clothes when they come out of the bathhouse, only the long wet hair exposed, which has just taken a shower. Alas!

After dinner, it’s time to relax. It’s rare to have the opportunity to do activities at night. People in the countryside sleep very early, and there is no street light at night in the townships. They also rest early in the households. At most, some shops on the street are closed late, and a few friends are just chatting.

The steel factory is completely incomparable. Look at others, even the street lights are used, it is like a bit exaggerated during the day, but people can hang out.

He thought he was very interested, but he didn't expect that these workers were even more interested. They all changed into relatively decent clothes, even put money in their pockets, and looked like they had to go out for high consumption. The villagers were reluctant to spend money, but the market day was different. For these craftsmen, this scene was equivalent to going to the market.

"Huzi, you are familiar with this piece. Take us around!" Fang Dajun ordered. He was just on a whim. Unfortunately, he didn't have the opportunity to eat some barbecue or drink some night beer! In this era, even if he is rich, he is hard to find a life of a petty bourgeoisie.

We walked around until nearly ten o'clock in the night, and everyone's interest gradually faded and they all went back to bed.

But Fang Dajun, who was lying on the bed, couldn't sleep. He slept alone in the same bed. At this time, he was just recalling the things he had traveled through time. In the memories from beginning to end, in just over two months, he actually experienced so many things. He thought he had done well in some things, but he felt that some things were not done well.

For example, I forgot to sell vermicelli today and smiled bitterly. He is also a human being. He always makes mistakes and doesn’t know when he fell asleep in the end.

When I woke up the next day, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning, and all the workers went out to start work, and he became the lazy person again.

After I finished packing up, I immediately called Xiao Zhonghu to the vegetable market, investigated the prices and other situations here, and taught Xiao Zhonghu some market research and analysis techniques! (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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