Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Wan Feng pulled out a few more sewing machines from the case, and they were indeed all sewing machines of the same brand.

Some of these sewing machines can still rotate while others cannot. The specific cause of the disease remains to be checked.

"How do you see it?"

"It's okay, does this have to be decided by the factory manager?"

"Of course the factory manager has to decide. Do you think I can decide?"

Of course you can't decide, you probably can only stick your butt out!

Wan Feng fantasized about Jia Chunyan pouting in his heart.

Oops, there was a little physical reaction.

Wan Feng hurriedly diverted his attention. It would be ugly if he set up a tent. Although the clothes on his body in winter will not show the mountains and dew easily, whoever asked him to put up the tent with a longer 'bamboo pole' would still reveal clues .

Wan Feng hurriedly left the warehouse first, and the next step was to talk to Director Liu.

Back in the office, Zhou Bingde was still talking nonsense with Liu Lanyu.

"Godfather, use your car to fetch me some goods?"

"Ah! Do we still have to use our car?" Zhou Bingde blew his beard and stared.

"If I give you the money, it's as if I hired your car to pull the goods. Look at you, you look like a small shop hanging loops."

"Now?"

"Um,

When your car arrives, Aunt Liu and I will probably finish talking. "

"Well, I'll go back and send you a car now, in half an hour."

Zhou Bingde and Liu Lanyu greeted each other and went to shunt Wan Feng's car.

Only Wan Feng and Liu Lanyu were left in the room.

"Aunt Liu, are you going to process all or part of this batch of sewing machines?"

Through Zhou Bingde's relationship, Wan Feng felt that calling Factory Director Liu Aunt Liu would make him appear closer.

Originally, Liu Lanyu didn't take Wan Feng seriously at all. How capable can a young man of thirteen or fourteen be? But after chatting with Zhou Bingde just now, Liu Lanyu put away his contempt for this young man.

It turned out that this young man was very remarkable, and his family already had a clothing store with several sewing machines.

No wonder he wants these old sewing machines.

"Of course it's all dealt with. Do I still have a few left?"

"I don't know how much you want to dispose of these machines?"

"Didn't Zhou Bingde tell you? Fifty-one."

Wan Feng shook his head: "I have seen all these machines of yours. If I take the thirteen machines back and assemble them, I can at most make two usable machines. The rest are scrap iron prices, which means I spend six hundred You can get up to three sewing machines for more money, and you will pay more than 300 yuan if you don’t leave the nest, so your price is too high, can you lower it?”

"No! We are a state-owned unit, we have no habit of bargaining, and these machines are still on the register, and we make mistakes in handling them, so you can't buy them cheaply. If you buy them, you can buy them or not."

It's not good to deal with these state-run units, whether you like it or not, don't pull it down!

Wan Feng decisively gave up the idea of ​​bargaining on the machine.

"Aunt Liu, I saw some shabby artificial cotton in your warehouse. I don't know if there is any intention to deal with these artificial cotton?"

"Artificial cotton? You want this too?"

"I think that thing is quite interesting. I plan to get some back and make some cotton-padded jackets or something, and see if it works."

Wan Feng didn't lie this time, he was indeed going to get it back to make a padded jacket.

Anyway, the quilt factory has already made padded jackets and failed, so he is not afraid that the other party will know.

"We made padded jackets for that thing, no way!"

Just because you can't do it doesn't mean we can't do it either.

"I want to buy some and go back to try. Anyway, you don't want to let it rot, and it's rotten. Why don't you give us some, so that you can recover part of the funds, right?"

The matter of rayon was a pain in Liu Lanyu's heart. When rayon came out, she thought it was a promising material, so she strongly advocated its introduction.

But they didn't have a planned target, so she asked someone to buy a batch through the back door, and the materials that she didn't want to make were not well received by the market, and the materials were backlogged there.

Some people who opposed her in the factory took the opportunity to fan the flames, and even now the matter has been settled.

Some people still go to China Textile Bureau to sue her for abusing her power and causing unnecessary losses to the factory.

Of course she would be willing to get rid of this burden, not only to block the mouths of those who opposed her, but also to withdraw the funds.

"Then how much do you want?"

"I don't know what price you paid for these rayon cottons. I have to look at the price before making a decision."

"It seems to be... I'll ask."

Liu Lanyu went out quickly and came back quickly: "When I bought this product, it was one yuan and sixty-one meters."

This price is more expensive than 90% of the retail price of fabrics on the market!

Wan Feng calculated the cost of making a ski jacket in his mind. A half-padded jacket needs more than five meters of fabric for the inner and outer parts, and the artificial cotton lining inside also needs more than three meters, plus the cost.

The cost of a ski jacket is nearly 9 yuan. This cost seems high, but it is not unacceptable. It costs 20 to 30 yuan to buy a military coat. As for the woolen coat, it is more than 100 yuan.

It shouldn't be a big problem to make a ski jacket and sell it for fifteen or sixteen yuan in the city.

"Then how many meters of rayon do you have here?"

"It's about 6,000 meters away."

More than 10,000 yuan, for a factory, this amount is either too much or too little.

"Aunt Liu, can this thing be cheap?"

According to Wan Feng's prediction, rayon will definitely not be cheap. Liu Lanyu personally decided to introduce this stuff, and it is rotten in the warehouse.

"No, this can't be cheap." Liu Lanyu's tone was firm without any hint of maneuvering.

"Aunt Liu, this is boring. It's okay if the sewing machine can't be cheap, and the rayon can't be cheap? You guys are dealing with it! To put it bluntly, it's just throwing away the goods. You still sell them in front of new ones, which is not in line with business. law."

Liu Lanyu also knows this truth. Although the sewing machine is 50 yuan, it is indeed a processing price, but the rayon is not processed at all.

"Aunt Liu, I don't think anyone else will want your artificial cotton except for us. The winter in southern Liaoning is very short, and it takes less than two months to really wear a cotton jacket. There is no such shop in this village. gone."

Southern Liaoning is no different than Longjiang, Wanfeng's hometown. The winter in Longjiang lasts from November to March of the next year, and people have more than four months of cat winter.

In southern Liaoning, it is the coldest period from the twelfth lunar month to February 2. After this period, there is no need for cotton clothes at all.

Liu Lanyu was also clear in her heart. If she couldn't get this hot potato out this time, she might not have another chance. Even if she had it, it would be tomorrow's winter. At that time, whether she could continue to be the factory manager would be a problem.

If you don't put it on the sewing machine again, those sewing machines are waste products anyway.

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