Officialdom: From village head to provincial party secretary

When the package was opened, a burst of fragrance wafted into my nose.

A closer look reveals that it is a large bag of food.

Moreover, she had never seen this kind of food before.

There are even countless amounts of chili powder.

But soon, she was attracted by a letter.

Tang Qinglian opened the letter out of habit.

There are a few simple sentences written on it.

"Little glutton, I've mailed you some local specialties. How about trying my cooking? Remember, give some to others after you finish eating, and let them comment on my cooking skills."

Zhao Liming's pen name.

After reading this letter.

Tang Qinglian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Are you in the capital?

Do you want to eat anything?

He arrived well.

They actually sent some special products by mail.

However, this also proves that he cares about himself very much.

Tang Qinglian thought about it and decided to open a pack and start eating.

This thing is so spicy when it enters your mouth.

But the taste is simply... simply delicious.

"This guy, when I was in the south, there were such delicious food, but he didn't cook it for me. It's simply... it's too much."

Tang Qinglian was really angry.

When I was in the South, I didn’t feed myself.

I came to the north.

It was actually mailed to me.

If this isn’t excessive, then what is?

"Sister Wang, Sister Ye, Sister Fang, a friend sent some food to you, you can have some too."

"Thank you!"

"Qinglian, what is this? So spicy and delicious..."

"Qinglian, is this thing for sale?"

“Qinglian…”

Tang Qinglian just gave some to her colleagues out of habit.

As a result, the entire Propaganda Department was in an uproar.

"..."

Tang Qinglian was stunned.

Could it be that Zhao Liming wants me to help him promote this kind of thing?

Tang Qinglian felt like she had been cheated.

Imagine something so delicious.

What would it be like if we opened a factory and sold our products all over the country?

"What a lunatic."

Tang Qinglian laughed.

She seemed to see Zhao Liming's success.

So, she picked up the remaining spicy strips and started giving them as gifts.

Soon, the entire capital city was in an uproar over the spicy strips incident.

……

"Leader, Ma County has ordered 50,000 packages of spicy noodles from our county..."

"Leader, leader, Yong County is determined to order 100,000 packages of spicy strips from our county, and they have also brought the order money."

"lead……"

When spicy strips began to spread across the country.

The county government of Tu County was in complete chaos.

One clerk after another, one person from each department, began to pass on the message.

That's right.

Tuxian is very generous. It is free, and it is given away for free.

Counties saw the opportunity.

Almost at the same time, I ran to Tu County, hoping to order spicy strips.

It's even the kind that requires a lot of effort.

They all knew that once this thing was put out for sale.

It will definitely become popular.

"How many packages do you have now, adding up all the orders?"

Zhao Liming glanced at Ye Xinran beside him and asked.

"All the orders have exceeded one million packs, and we are not accepting orders for the time being. Also, the spicy strips have not yet been priced, so all the counties are waiting for news from the leaders."

Ye Xinran smiled bitterly.

One million bags?

How much is this?

These are orders from several neighboring counties.

But once it spreads to other cities or provinces.

That would shock the whole country.

"kindness!"

Zhao Liming nodded.

"How about this! You arrange it and say that the factory price is 3.5%, and the dealers in the major counties set the price at 5 cents."

Zhao Liming immediately wrote a few words on the document and began to give instructions.

"Three and a half? So cheap?"

Ye Xinran was shocked.

You know, something this delicious costs at least one cent a bag?

But the leader said, only three and a half.

"It's not cheap anymore. A pound of rice is only 1 cent, but a bag of spicy noodles is 5 cents. How many people can afford it?"

Zhao Liming rolled his eyes.

He built a spicy noodle factory.

I really want to create a luxury product.

wrong.

He wants to promote it nationwide.

Let people all over the country taste this delicious food.

"Whoa whoa……"

Ye Xinran also thought it made sense.

After all, five cents is a lot of money for ordinary people.

"Go quickly."

Zhao Liming immediately gave the order.

"it is good!"

Ye Xinran turned and ran.

Watching Ye Xinran leave, Zhao Liming smiled bitterly.

He knew very well that this wave of advertising was sufficient and effective.

However, he was still looking forward to what was happening in the capital.

Once the market in the capital opens.

Then it will be a real hit.

"lead……"

At this time, another person walked into Zhao Liming's office.

This person is the director of the spicy strips factory and the original master craftsman who made spicy strips, Lao Zhang.

"What's the matter, Lao Zhang?"

Zhao Liming looked over curiously and asked with a smile.

"Boss, the factory has received orders for more than one million bags. According to the production schedule, the production will be scheduled for three months later. Moreover, this is the case without receiving orders. If someone takes leave or is on sick leave, the production capacity will definitely be further delayed, so..."

Zhang Fugui felt like crying but had no tears.

The factory he manages can achieve such benefits.

He should be happier than anyone else.

But the problem is, the production capacity can’t keep up?

What does one million packs mean?

In the past, he wouldn't even dare to think about it.

But now?

He actually had a headache about this matter.

Because at this rate, production capacity simply cannot keep up.

“How many people are there in the factory now?”

Zhao Liming thought for a moment and asked.

"Including the newly recruited people from other counties, there are only about 200 people at most. Moreover, many people need to be trained from scratch, so the efficiency is very slow. Otherwise, how about we continue to recruit more people?"

It’s not that Zhang Fugui is arrogant.

But, he really didn't have enough manpower.

Given the current popularity of spicy strips, it is not excessive to produce 100,000 packs a day.

Zhao Liming nodded and thought it made sense.

"You go to the Labor Bureau in person and have them recruit people in the countryside. If they can't recruit people in the countryside, they can go to other counties. The old rules still apply. There is a three-month probation period, and the salary is 19 yuan a month. If you pass the probation, you can become a regular employee."

Zhao Liming approved the note immediately.

"Thank you, leader. Thank you, leader."

After Zhang Fugui took the note, he ran away happily.

"Can't keep up with the production capacity?"

Zhao Liming smiled bitterly.

Three and a half dollars is not cheap in this day and age!

This amount can buy three or four taels of rice.

This is the amount of money an ordinary person spends on food for a day.

What now?

This is the price for a bag of spicy strips.

And people are rushing to buy it.

However, Zhao Liming also knew it.

There are really too few snacks in this era.

Now the birth of spicy strips has occupied almost everyone's taste.

After all, this kind of thing has never appeared before.

"Old Zhang is right. We need to speed up production. Right now, it is still limited to the city. If it affects areas outside the city or the provincial capital, it will be too late to speed up production..."

Zhao Liming knew it very well.

I must make a thorough plan for the spicy snack factory.

On a best day, we can produce hundreds of thousands or even millions of packs of spicy strips.