Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Wei Chunguang has been very distressed these days, as if there is always a dark cloud rolling over his head.

In fact, his distress is far more than recent days, it has been distressed for a long time.

Since last year the tractor factory did not get the national product finalization plan to switch production, their factory also lost the source of products, because it is a collective enterprise and they have no plan for state allocation, so these dark clouds gathered above his head.

Their tire factory can't survive.

What they faced was either finding their own way out or disbanding and merging into other factories. After all, a factory cannot survive without a production plan.

So far, he has thought of many ways, such as switching production to produce 900 series tires for Huanghai Bus Factory.

However, the Huanghai Bus Factory already has a supporting Dongdan Tire Factory, and it is not easy for them to get in.

well! Difficult!

It seems that all roads are blocked, and their current way out is either disbanded or merged into Dongdan Tire Factory.

They and Dongdan Tire Factory are not in the same system. They are authentic state-owned, large state-owned enterprises, while their own is a large group, which is why they are not willing to accept them.

Even if people accept it, the people on their side will have to act according to their faces when they get there.

Even if they had a way to survive, they didn't want to see other people's faces.

"Factory, will the afternoon meeting still be held?" The head of the factory's publicity organization asked from outside the door.

Wei Chunguang waved his hand feebly: "Let's do it one more time, whoever catches up can come up with a good idea."

Now we can only rely on mobilizing the masses. To put it bluntly, it is collective wisdom and efforts. To put it bluntly, it is a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

But these workers did not come up with any good solution to the factory's predicament.

The time left for them is running out. If they can't come up with any contingency measures by October, they can only be dissolved or merged.

The Nth mass meeting of Dongdan Tractor Parts Factory was held in a gloomy atmosphere.

"Comrades, our factory can be regarded as an old factory with a history. Now everyone knows our plight, so I won't make too many narrations. It's the same sentence. Everyone expresses their opinions and pools their efforts, hoping to help our factory. Find a way to move forward and recast the glory, and whoever has a good idea will stand up and speak up."

Although Wei Chunguang's speech was sonorous and forceful, there were very few reactions. No one stood up at all. Almost all the people lowered their heads, and even the women who chattered below in meetings on weekdays were silent.

Seeing this scene, Wei Chunguang's face became even more ugly, it was really a pool of stagnant water, and there was nothing to disturb it.

He sighed heavily in his heart.

Judging from this momentum, I am afraid that the building is about to collapse, and there is no room for recovery.

Just when he was about to speak a few more words of encouragement, Secretary Tan quietly went up to the rostrum and came behind Wei Chunguang, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Wei Chunguang frowned: "At times like this, people from the tractor factory come to join in the fun and tell him we are in a meeting, see you!"

Secretary Tan hurried down.

It was Na Hong and Wan Feng who were rejected by Wei Chunguang.

At this time, they were standing outside the office building of Dongdan Tractor Parts Factory.

"Uncle, why don't you contact us with your sales department? I still count on your sales channels to be a problem!"

"Why are you so anxious, you don't even have products, how can I contact you?"

"Isn't there now? We have all the documents, and the next step is the product. Now we can contact."

"Hehe, you have to have ready-made products! Now you only have certificates but no products. We have introduced people and waited at your place?"

"We have already started small-scale production, and now we only need tires. Once we have tires, we can go back and press them, and there will be a tractor that can run."

"It's easy to handle. I'll say hello to the people in the sales department when I go back in the afternoon. Wouldn't it be over if you get to know them in the evening?"

Not a bad idea.

Everyone eats and drinks together, and the relationship will go up.

"Okay, Uncle, I'm not familiar with Dongdan here. You can get in touch with me. The restaurant in Dongdan is of a higher grade. I will meet them at night."

Na Hong patted his chest: "Wrap it on me."

As soon as the bull pen was blown, a man with eyes came out of the building in a hurry.

"Our factory manager is in a meeting, I'm afraid we won't be able to see you today, please go back!"

As soon as Na Hong heard this, he became anxious: "Secretary Tan, we have an important matter with your factory manager, which may be related to the survival of your factory, trouble..."

"Then master, the factory is only holding a factory-wide employee meeting, and the factory manager is going to make an important speech. It's really not good. Why don't you come back another day?"

When Na Hong wanted to say something, Wan Feng stopped Na Hong.

"let me."

Wan Feng took out a roll of rolled drawings from his backpack: "Secretary Tan, please hand this to the factory manager. If he still rejects us after reading it, then it will be nothing."

"But the factory manager..."

Wan Fengshun took out two boxes of Jiang Fan wrapped in tinfoil from his pocket and stuffed them into Secretary Tan's pocket: "I'm sorry, Secretary Tan."

Secretary Tan put on a embarrassed look: "Okay, I'll go there again."

After speaking, he took the blueprint handed over by Wan Feng and ran into the building again.

While waiting just now, Wan Feng had already learned about the situation of the original tractor supporting factory from Na Hong.

The tractor factory no longer produces tractors, so they can only transform to produce other tires. If there is no planned order, it is doomed to be difficult.

He's here to give them a helping hand. If the factory manager still refuses them, he deserves to die.

Wei Chunguang was agitated dryly again. It was nothing more than that the factory manager had encountered an unprecedented predicament. He hoped that everyone would come up with the spirit of fighting against the enemy and offer suggestions to help the factory, that is, to help himself through the difficulties.

But react to chat.

Wei Chunguang himself felt discouraged, and for a moment he even thought about disbanding, and went home to be unemployed.

Secretary Tan ran in again and delivered a roll of rabbit to Wei Chunguang's desk.

"Director, this is from the tractor factory, please have a look."

Wei Chunguang, who was in a bad mood, glanced at the roll of blueprints, did not open it, but responded lightly: "Got it."

Secretary Tan retreated to the back row and collected two packs of cigarettes by himself. If the factory manager didn't look at the rolls, he would remind him later.

The factory director's publicity officer is speaking earnestly, speaking weakly and listlessly.

Looking at the lifeless conference room, Wei Chunguang shook his head helplessly. While touching the water glass, he accidentally touched the roll that Secretary Tan had sent more than ten minutes ago.

Holding the idea that idleness is idleness, Wei Chunguang took the roll of things, untied the cloth tape tied on it, and opened the roll of blueprints...

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