leisurely country

Chapter 142 You Are The Factory Manager
"who?"

Just as Ding Yuan was concentrating on researching the equipment, a voice came from behind him.

Turning around, I saw an old man in his 60s and [-]s standing in the yard, staring at him with an unfriendly expression.

Uh?
What type of situation is this?
Ding Yuan was completely dumbfounded, could it be that there are still people in the factory?
This shouldn't be, doesn't it mean that they all broke up?
"Old Lin?" At this moment, the old village chief suddenly called out.

The old man in the yard was stunned for a moment, he hadn't heard anyone call him that in many years, he was a little suspicious immediately: "You are?"

Ding Yuan came to the old village head and protected him behind him.

After all, the village head is too old to be frightened. If something happens, he must take the lead.

Only then did he notice that the old man in the yard had a lame leg, and it seemed that his eyesight was not very good, and one eye was filled with white matter.

"I'm the village head, Lao Lin!" The village head was very excited, as if seeing a long-lost relative.

The crippled old man called Lao Lin shook his body, then widened his eyes, as if he wanted to see clearly who was in front of him.

"It's really you, Lao Lin!" The old village chief had already run over and grabbed the crippled old man, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

The crippled old man trembled all over. He wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

"I thought you were long gone!" the old village head said without any explanation, and hugged him.

Lao Lin was also very excited, the two hugged each other tightly, tears filled their eyes.

It took a long time before they separated, both of them had obvious happiness on their faces.

Looking at this scene, Ding Yuan didn't know what to say, and felt a little emotional in his heart.

It looked like a reunion of old friends, and he was also happy for the old village chief.

"Let me introduce you," the old village head remembered that Ding Yuan was still there, and it was not normal to cry in front of young people, "this is Lao Lin."

Then he added: "This is the most powerful technician in the factory back then!"

That look was extremely proud, as if he was prouder than himself.

"Grandpa Lin, hello." Ding Yuan greeted respectfully.

Lao Lin just glanced at him and nodded.

But fortunately, there is an active atmosphere with the old village head.

Ding Yuan soon understood what had happened. It turned out that this old Lin was living in the village without knowing where he came from. At that time, the village was setting up a factory, so he showed a few hands and shocked the audience. , and later became the main technician in the factory.

Later, after the factory disbanded, no one in the village saw him again, as if he disappeared overnight. The old village chief always thought that he was no longer alive.

"You are maintaining the machines in the factory, right?"

The old village chief looked at him with a smile, as if I knew it was you.

Seeing the two of them reminiscing about the old days, Ding Yuan didn't want to disturb them either.

He just started wandering around, looking around, pondering an idea in his mind.

Now that I have enough conditions, I have this factory building and machinery, plus the [-] catties of fruit in my hand, I can completely make canned fruit.

So he thought about taking down this factory building and turning it into a canned fruit processing factory. Wouldn't he be waiting to count the money?

After all, there is the source of life, and if you want to make it into a can, it is still easy to grasp. How can the taste be comparable to ordinary canned food?
Thinking of this, he went back to find the old village chief, thinking that it was time for them to catch up.

"Yuanzi, if you have any ideas, you can talk to your Grandpa Lin."

The old village head said with a smile.

Lao Lin glanced at him, but did not object.

"I want to contract out this factory and turn it into a canning factory."

Ding Yuan expressed his thoughts.

The old village chief was dumbfounded when he heard that, a canning factory?This place is just a can factory.

"Where did you get the fruit?" This was his most perplexing question.

Ding Yuan explained: "I bought the hawthorns and persimmons from the next few villages."

"What?"

The old village chief's eyes widened when he heard this, this kid really surprised him.

"Don't you know that those things can't be sold?"

Make him angry, isn't Ding Yuan looking for death? He bought it even though he knew it couldn't be sold.

Ding Yuan chuckled: "Isn't this reserved for canned food?"

Of course, it is impossible to say that I can’t sell it, so I keep it for canned food. I was planning to make canned food from the beginning.

"It's not unreasonable." Before the old village head could speak, Lao Lin spoke.

Now the eyes of the remaining two people are focused on him. As the technical backbone of the year, of course they can make up their minds, and it is still a big idea!

"This kid has a good idea, but you can give it a try."

Lao Lin nodded his head, affirming Ding Yuan.

This made Ding Yuan very happy, and turned to look at the old village chief.

"That's fine." The old village chief was also a little happy, and both of them nodded, indicating that there would be no problem.

Anyway, I don't know anything, so I won't get involved in these things.

"I still need Grandpa Lin to come to the factory to preside over the overall situation." Ding Yuan chuckled and turned to look at Lao Lin.

Just as Lao Lin wanted to refuse, the old village head had already agreed on his behalf: "It's nothing!"

He rolled his eyes, the village chief, after all these years, he still hasn't changed a bit.

At this time, Ding Yuan was thinking about funding and technical issues.

With Lao Lin in charge of the technology, and then find a few people from the village to process cans and bottles. As for the final production of cans, it is relatively simple.

As for funds, there is no need to pay for machinery and equipment. The key question is how much money can take this factory down.

Before he could even ask, the old village head offered, "This factory will be handed over to you from today on."

Ding Yuan was stunned for a moment, what does this mean, does it cost money?
"Yes, you don't have to pay a penny!"

The old village head nodded heavily.

"Not only do you not need to pay, but the village will fully support you, and all kinds of subsidies will give priority to you!"

Ding Yuan is so happy, he doesn't know what to say.

Old village chief, old village chief, you are even closer than my own grandfather.

"From now on, you are the director of this factory!"

The old village head waved his hand and announced directly.

Wait, Ding Yuan was stunned. He originally wanted Lao Lin to be the director of the factory.

As if he knew what he was thinking, Lao Lin waved his hand: "You can be your factory director with peace of mind, I'm only in charge of technology."

"Then I will reluctantly accept it." Ding Yuan scratched his head and smiled.

When the old village chief saw him like that, he immediately laughed angrily and said, "Stinky boy, you're still acting good when you get a bargain."

How dare Ding Yuan refute, anyway, you are closer than my own grandfather, you have the final say.

"Then go back and sign the contract and transfer this factory to your name!"

The old village head waved his hand.

(End of this chapter)