On the afternoon of the first day, Fang Dajun arrived at the Xinchang Warehouse, while Fang Minggen and others stayed in the county to prepare for sales channels. Now the production is basically on the right track, but the sales are still feeling the stones across the river. There is no systematic channel, nor is there any employee who stands alone. Even Fang Dajun himself is not a sales elite, but his sales skills are very comprehensive.

"There is still a long way to go!" Fang Dajun sighed.

Xinchang Town is right in front of you, and you can see the lively scene ahead from afar. From Xinchang to the county town, you can't say it's flat, but at least the road is flat, but there are still mountains on both sides of the road, but the gentle area in the middle is relatively wide.

According to the original historical trajectory, in fact, in a few years, Xinchang Town will be moved out and a new market town will be built on the river. It is also a famous fruit base, with rare watermelon planting varieties in Sichuan, and an ordinary public high school will be established here.

But these Fang Dajun didn't know about it. Perhaps he had eaten watermelon and other fruits produced here before traveling through time, but it was impossible for him to know that it was this place. Although his arrival would not change the direction of history, it would likely affect the original development trajectory of some small areas.

"Master, just kick!" Another male tailor shouted. He was in his forties and his name was Dai Fuping. The tailor's craft is a family tradition.

"Step a brake" is a local dialect, which means that someone is about to get off the car, and under normal circumstances, the car will stop immediately.

Soon, the five people got out of the car and were all lightly packed. The tractor had already pulled away the luggage first. Fang Dajun was in a hurry to buy a truck. It was because the trucks nowadays basically had two-row seats, and except for the driver, they could sit down five people. If they squeezed, seven or eight people could squeeze them down. And the row behind them could be used as a temporary bed, which was very suitable for running outside. This was much more comfortable than a tractor and a bus.

During the War of Resistance Against Japan, the war only affected Zhenxi, and Renyi went to Beidou in peace and did not leave any pain in the war. However, perhaps because of this, he was too economically backward.

The new farm is currently even more ragged than Beidou, but the terrain is better innate. Although I don’t want to admit it, Fang Dajun still believes that it would be more convenient to build a factory in the new farm. However, Beidou is his root. If he earns enough money in the future, he doesn’t mind paying money to directly build a cave under the mountains. In this way, it takes less than half an hour to get from the new farm to Beidou. Twenty minutes are enough to drive a fast train, but now it takes more than an hour, and it is still a winding mountain road.

"It's the factory manager who is back!" I don't know if it was a shout, but the construction site immediately caused a sensation, and many people stopped their work and surrounded them.

There is no way. The bus passed by is already conspicuous and stopped by the side of the road, which will definitely attract attention. Perhaps these people have been looking forward to him coming back.

"Uncle Qi, let everyone disperse first. Let me hold a meeting after I understand the situation!" Fang Dajun shouted quickly.

When Fang Dongjian heard this, he immediately called on the team leaders to start evacuating the crowd. He arranged several team leaders according to Fang Dajun's style before. The craftsmen had experience in building cement plants before, so they came according to the previous team leaders.

The workers started work again with excitement, but some people were forced to see Fang Dajun, such as their future father-in-law Li Zhengyang, as well as cadres from Xinchang area, and some important workers under them.

"Dad, why are you here too!" Li Yulan shouted happily.

Fang Dajun had already seen people, so he couldn't act too much in public. He wanted to give Li Yulan a name first. This is still working time. Such things are only suitable for talking about them separately.

"I came here the day before yesterday!" Li Zhengyang came over and saw that his daughter's face was rosy, her skin became whiter, and she became more and more like a city person.

Fang Dajun also met him and shouted, "Uncle Li, thank you for your hard work."

After the greetings, he asked Li Yulan to talk to his father first, and then took over the statistics here, such as how many workers, materials, etc., which was equivalent to what Jin Chi did before. He would stay in the clothing factory for a while later, so Li Yulan would of course stay by her side.

Then he hurried to say hello to Luo Gang and others who were waiting aside. Luo Gang was the secretary of Dahong Commune. The land used by the warehouse and clothing factory belonged to this commune, and the contract for the land of the clothing factory had not been signed yet, and he was waiting for him.

"Secretary Luo, we're meeting again!" Fang Dajun went up to shake hands cordially. He now has the confidence. As the stall opens, his age is no longer a flaw, but it shows more capital. Let me ask, who can make such a big noise at his age? I dare not say it far away. Just talking about this area, even if it goes back to the ancient times, I'm afraid I can't find it. There is no way. There is no one in this area in ancient times. Nowadays, the people basically moved in the late Qing Dynasty, or even after liberation.

"Director Fang, welcome to our Dahong Commune to open a factory!" Luo Gang held it up with both hands, looking very serious, as if Fang Dajun was the leader.

Then Luo Gang briefly introduced the other people, all cadres of Dahong Commune. These people have excuses to come here because they use the land of their own commune, and they also involve hiring small workers to help. For formal commune cadres only need to ensure that they can go to work in two months every year.

Of course, the captain below also calculates the work points, and it requires work.

Fang Dajun was not in a hurry to see the site. It was less than three days since the construction started and the foundation had not been completed. It was basically the stage of preparing materials, so there was no rush at this time.

He followed him and these cadres to the side without making any detours. He said directly: "Secretary Luo, how do you calculate the contract fee?"

Luo Gang did not ask back, "Director Fang, what is your factory used for? Do you want to recruit workers?"

But no one knew what he was going to do, and Luo Gang and others also looked at the quota of workers. If they missed this village, there would be no store.

Fang Dajun smiled and said, "I went to the city to work on clothing processing. This time I went to find a wealthy boss to cooperate with. The total investment will exceed 100,000 yuan. Of course, the workers will be recruited, but you also know that everyone is watching from Beidou."

Luo Gang and his group were nervous. Although they had hired some people to help fill the soil and lay the foundation, the factory would be completed sooner or later. If there was any work, only by becoming a worker can you get a fixed salary.

Fang Dajun has a very good reputation. He pays money on time and has food to eat, and has no record of arrears of wages. Instead, he pays it in advance. Take the cement factory for example. The salary is paid on the fifteenth of every month, but he pays it at the beginning of the month, and the salary is not lower than that of the workers outside. The steel factory next door often defaults on wages. It takes several months and only carries one working meal, but Fang Dajun takes two meals. If he works overtime, he even has three meals, and the food is good.

In comparison, such a job can't be found even with a lantern!

"Director Fang, can you see if you can place a quota for the Dahong Commune?" Luo Gang even said goodbye, because there was no way. The commune was in trouble. Thousands of ordinary people below were watching. If he didn't make a name for himself, his face would be small and his prestige would be great.

Fang Dajun pondered for a moment. If there was no quota of workers, it would be unreasonable. A strong dragon would not suppress local snakes. For example, in later generations, even if they obtained land from the government, these factories would find ways to invite nearby village captains and other people to the factory to work in order to handle local relations and win some preferential policies.

"Director Fang, I can hold a meeting on contract fees to reduce some fees." Luo Gang gritted his teeth and said. Although the contract fees are available every year, they are still inferior to the number of workers.

Fang Dajun smiled and said, "The contract fee is no less, so I will follow the previous agreement. However, it was two acres of good land before, and it was 100 yuan a year. I looked at it here and found that part of it is land. According to the current grain price, ten acres of land together, it is okay to have 400 yuan a year, right?"

"No, of course there is no problem!" Luo Gang said happily. This has exceeded his psychological price. Land is indeed not as valuable as farmland. Rice is the hard currency.

"That's the worker quota?" Luo Gang asked again.

Fang Dajun smiled again and said, "You also know that a lot of wood and stone are needed to build a factory."

"No, no problem, our Dahong Commune has not many other things, and there are wood and stones everywhere." Luo Gang immediately made a promise that the stones were given by God, and they didn't need to do anything. The stonemason just mined them by himself, and the wood was everywhere, and planted there could not be money. This is the country. If it is cut, it will be cut. Then the new seedlings will be planted and replenished. No one will take care of this matter. If it really takes care of it, all the communes will not be clean. Who does not use wood to repair houses? It's just that the construction of factories is more often used.

"Okay, let's do it. When I finish the matter, I will recruit workers in a few days. You go back and organize the people who know how to tailor. People who are good at needlework can do it. Then I will notify you to bring people here. Whether they can choose depends on their ability." Fang Dajun said with a sigh.

Luo Gang and his group were naturally overjoyed and asked again: "Director Fang, how many workers do you plan to recruit?"

"Three hundred, it will only be more, not less." Fang Dajun said boldly.

Luo Gang and others were shocked directly, because the total number of people who could receive wages in the new venue would not exceed one hundred people. Now there were only 300 workers, which was really shocking.

Fang Dajun did not delay much. He went out for so long and had a lot of things to deal with. He had to rush home tonight and handle the affairs of the cement factory tomorrow. Funds and lack of funds. This is the most important level. Only when he gets the funds, he can prepare without hesitation.

Then I went to the front warehouse first, which was repaired last month. If there is no order for the processed cement and honeycomb coal, if there is no order for the time being, I will directly bring it to the warehouse here, which will be convenient for turnover and transportation. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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