Rebirth in 1998 is also a kind of life

Spring Festival is approaching.

The old friend of Yang Zhu and Li Jun finally finished the procedure and appeared in his original seat.

But out of some kind of tacit understanding, Yang Zhu never visited him, nor did he pass any word through Li Jun.

However, as he became the leader of the special team and held several mobilization meetings, it can be seen that the old friend's dedication to this project is really high.

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Liao Province, Suizhong, Huangdi Town.

At the gate of this town with a rather unpretentious name, Wang Zhiquan looked around anxiously at the gate of the factory.

Ever since he went to the county to hold a special meeting the day before yesterday, he knew that the Workers' Home would conduct unified procurement of some oil extraction companies in Liao Province that met its requirements, and... there was no cap.

When he heard the news for the first time, he thought it was some kind of liar. After all, the words "up to the top" are far from being as simple as they seem literally.

But the person who said this was their county magistrate, and after an introduction, I found out that although the Home of Workers is not well-known in the Northeast, it is a well-known enterprise throughout the country—well, although it is only a private enterprise.

And most importantly, according to the words revealed by the county magistrate, this matter was begged by the province with shame, and a certain provincial capital mayor was responsible for it; although he didn't quite understand why a large project in the province would A mayor is in charge, but with these two gold-lettered signboards as guarantees, this matter cannot be faked.

However, the county magistrate also made it very clear that although the list of oil extraction companies in the entire Liao Province has been reported, they have requirements, and oil extraction plants that do not meet their conditions will not cooperate, so not every family can Eat this meal.

As for what the requirements were, the county magistrate didn't say anything, and judging from his speech and behavior, the parent officer of his family probably didn't know; he only said that there would be special staff from the Workers' Home to inspect.

And according to the news in the county, this small oil mill of mine would become the first inspection target of the other party. Apart from being honored, Wang Zhiquan, the director of the factory, also felt that Ya Lishan was big—no one knew about the other party's inspection. What is the standard, who is coming, what taboos or preferences are there; under the black eyes, all the previous social experience can't be used for reference, and to some extent, it can be regarded as resigned to fate.

But I looked at my watch, and it was almost 11:30 in the morning, and the other party was nowhere to be seen, and there was no other notice from the county... Is the other party releasing pigeons, or just making noise?

Just when Wang Zhiquan was feeling uneasy, a dusty white Cherokee appeared in his line of sight, and soon stopped at the gate of the oil factory.

"Here we come!" Wang Zhiquan jumped in his heart, took a deep breath, then smiled and walked towards the car.

In the car, Lu Feifei put down the things in her hands very tiredly, opened the door, and complained: "Brother, didn't we come to inspect the cooperative enterprise, why are we all wandering in the fields early this morning?"

Zhuo Junyue quickly comforted him: "Wouldn't it be better to visit those soybean growers to find out whether this company meets our requirements?"

Lu Feifei curled her lips: "But this is too much trouble. I was called up at six o'clock in the morning, and then I have been tossing non-stop until now. I didn't sleep well, and I didn't even eat breakfast. I'm almost hypoglycemic. !"

Yang Zhu smiled embarrassingly: "I didn't plan well today, and I didn't expect that it's 6 o'clock in the morning here, and those breakfast shops haven't even started the fire, so we'll postpone it by 40 minutes tomorrow, so we have to wait until we have breakfast before leaving .”

Lu Feifei had a bitter face: "Are you going to wake up so early tomorrow!?"

Like Lu Feifei, Li Jun's expression on the co-pilot was even more bitter. Yang Zhu had told him before that oil products were the focus of this time, and no mistakes were allowed, so he made it very clear that these few days Tian led himself through the process, made proofs, and must strictly follow his steps in the future.

But...Li Jun didn't expect that Yang Zhu's "proofing" would be so complicated. Before he got into his company, he had to go to the grain and oil store in the farmer's market to do some word-of-mouth research and go to the field. , go to the soybean growers and ask a bunch of questions;

If there are only a dozen or twenty cooperative companies, then these jobs are nothing; after all, even with the company information provided by local governments, any business cooperation needs to be well-reported.

but……

Regardless of the soybean planting area in Liao Province this year (1999) was only 23.5 kilometers, which was less than the peak period (1956) of 77.3 square kilometers 13, and the output was only 39.3 tons, which was completely at the bottom among the three northeastern provinces; Relying on Dalian Port, the number of oil extraction companies here is the largest in the Northeast!

Thinking that nearly a thousand oil extraction companies in Liao Province have to go through such a complicated process, and the time left for him is only 2 months; Li Jun just wants to bang his head against the wall at this moment!

Hey……

It seems that we can only pull all the formal and invisible idlers from Zhutou International Trade Co., Ltd., and then try our best not to have a holiday during the Chinese New Year to complete this task!

However, Yang Zhu is really just trying to catch up with the progress of the project, not for another purpose?

Li Jun thought of this unreasonable task, and habitually began to think about it...

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In a not-so-large workshop, Wang Zhiquan introduced the equipment one by one to Yang Zhu and others, especially Li Jun, with a little trepidation—mainly, this guy looked too much like the leader;

"Mr. Li, this way please, this is the oil press workshop;"

"This is the 3TSJ20×10 bucket elevator we just replaced the year before last. It can..."

"This is FQL120 high-efficiency combined cleaning sieve, which can effectively reduce the sediment content of virgin oil..."

"This is the dephosphorization and deacidification pot..."

"This is the vacuum trap..."

"This is the bleaching pot..."

"This is the hydrocyclone..."

"..."

"This is the refining workshop..."

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"This is the filling line..."

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"Uh, since we basically do bulk wholesale here, we didn't buy labeling machines and inkjet printers, but if necessary, we can buy them right away."

After explaining for nearly two hours in a row, Wang Zhiquan's mouth was dry and his stomach rebelled.

Looking at Li Jun who was still silent, Wang Zhiquan couldn't help complaining in his heart, aren't these people hungry?Obviously it's 01:30 now.

And... I took them to visit every corner of the oil factory, and talked non-stop for a long time, you should give me an interaction, just humming once or twice from the nose from time to time. Cross talk?

Fortunately, Yang Zhu spoke at this time: "I think everyone is hungry, why don't we have a thick skin and take a bite of Director Wang's lunch?"

Hearing what Yang Zhu said, Lu Feifei's eyes, who had already been unsteady for a long time, started to glisten. If there were no outsiders, she would be able to jump up immediately, and she would spit three thousand words.

On the other hand, Wang Zhiquan glanced at Yang Zhu who was "presumptuously interjecting" in surprise, but he was slightly relieved... Judging from this posture, the process should be the same as that of the previous company, and all results depend on the dinner table. I'm not happy.

Thinking of this, he ordered the staff next to him to make arrangements in the kitchen, took out his cell phone, and sent a text message.

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Two 10 minutes later.

Yang Zhu looked at the table full of fish feasts, especially the big pot of giant fish heads with black lines all over his forehead. He quietly glanced at Wang Zhiquan, who had a rather reserved expression, and thought, Could it be that you thought all the southern People like to eat fish? ——Okay, Yang Zhu has acquiesced to the view that Qilu people are also southerners in the eyes of the Northeast fellow;

After rejecting Wang Zhiquan's toast, and after taking two casual bites, Yang Zhu suddenly asked, "How many soybean growers in Huangdi Town have signed purchase agreements with Director Wang?"

Wang Zhiquan, who was eating a plate of vinegared fish fillets, was taken aback for a moment, first glanced at Li Jun, saw his smiling face, and then thought about it: "Mr. Yang, generally speaking, there are very few oil factories. We will directly sign a purchase agreement with the growers, and the growers will sell the soybeans to us at the market price after they are planted."

"However, since our factory is a township enterprise, after so many years, although everyone has not signed any contracts, they usually sell soybeans directly to us."

Yang Zhu nodded, and then jumped to ask the second question: "After the oil is pressed, how do you deal with your soybean meal?"

Wang Zhiquan was a little proud: "There is a feed factory next to our county. Our soybean meal is directly used as raw material, and the price given there is also more cost-effective."

Yang Zhu smiled and said nothing: "Once we cooperate, we will ask you to change the partner of soybean meal sales. Is there any difficulty?"

Wang Zhiquan hesitated for a moment. Soybean meal sales are one of the important ways for oil factories to reduce production costs, and their selling price is usually not much worse than soybeans; In a prosperous year, it is not uncommon to squeeze a ton and lose a ton...

But thinking of the county magistrate's instructions during the meeting, Wang Zhiquan gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely: "Success!"

Yang Zhu laughed: "Don't worry, this one won't cheat you. I can't guarantee how high the price of soybean meal will be. There is absolutely no problem in stabilizing the price and quantity."

The soybean processing industry chain is very long, but for Yang Zhu, turning soybean meal into feed, and then affecting the cost of poultry and livestock meat in the Northeast from upstream, is an extremely important part of his own future ecological chain of independent products; therefore, he relied on Li Jun In the cooperation plan submitted to the province, there is the content of controlling a large feed factory.

Hearing what Yang Zhu said, although Wang Zhiquan was still a little dubious, he still breathed a sigh of relief. For oil factories, the sale of soybean meal is not for profit. As long as the shipment can be stable and the price is not too low, he will This is acceptable.

He also asked about the composition of the employees, the payment settlement process with the growers, the soybean rating and the acquisition process, etc. After finding that there was basically no difference with the information he had inquired from the growers in the morning, Yang Zhu took a bite Fish:

"Within one month, if Director Wang can sign next year's purchase agreement with more than 300 soybean growers in Huangdi Town, and the soybean planting area exceeds 1.5 mu, then we can sign a contract of intent today—because your factory is not large enough , unable to provide large-scale OEM production business, so we can only sign an unlimited supply contract for raw oil."

Wang Zhiquan was overjoyed at first, but then a little worried: "But... my factory's daily soybean processing capacity is only 50 tons. Based on the normal output of 200 kilograms per mu, if it is 1.5 mu, then at least it is nearly 3000 tons;"

"I don't have a large soybean dry storage warehouse here, and the storage capacity is only 500 tons; that is to say, from the beginning of the cropping season, if the 2500 tons that exceed the storage capacity cannot be squeezed out within a month, then there will be big troubles of!"

This is true. The per capita arable land area of ​​the villages and towns in Liao Province is far less than that in North China and the Central Plains. The planting area of ​​1.5 mu is only 10 square kilometers. As a local snake, it is not a big problem for Wang Zhiquan to handle such a small matter;

However, unlike soybeans planted in summer and harvested in winter in North China, soybeans in Northeast China are all spring soybeans. The harvest season is generally from late September to early October. Although there is not much rain in autumn in Northeast China, there is still some. If There is no special dry warehouse, and if it is rained or damp and moldy, then he will really want to cry without tears-you know, the current soybeans cost two to three thousand one tons, and the old nose is expensive!

Seeing Wang Zhiquan's complaints, Yang Zhu smiled: "It's okay, it is estimated that the documents in the province will be released in two or three days. County banking institutions apply for low-interest loans to expand production, and the amount... ranges from 20 to 200 million;”

"You take the contract we signed to get a loan. Presumably there is no difficulty in approving it. As for whether you will use the money to buy production equipment to increase daily production capacity or to build a dry storage warehouse, it all depends on Director Wang. choices and trade-offs.”

Wang Zhiquan couldn't help being dumbfounded when he heard Yang Zhu's almost straightforward hint;

Until the moment he signed and sealed the intent contract, his mind was still a little dizzy.

My dear, the Workers' Home has such a big appetite?