Rebirth 1979: Marrying a poor girl at the beginning

Of course, she would not speak this matter rashly and would seek Zhang Weiyang's opinion.

"You're welcome!"

Song Zhilan looked very happy and said with a smile: "Zhengjun, you didn't come to Yanjing just to give wedding candy this time, did you?"

Lin Zhengjun smiled and said, "This time we came to Yanjing mainly to attend the opening ceremony of the movie of the same name, and also to help out..."

Upon learning that the filming went smoothly and that a lot of advertisements were "implanted", Song Zhilan said with a smile: "Zhengjun, this movie is about love. I believe that once it is released, it will definitely trigger a viewing craze. Correspondingly, the sales of spicy canned food will probably soar again. Your Hewan Brigade only has a few production lines... I'm worried that the production capacity can't keep up!"

Lin Zhengjun nodded and said, "Yes, I am worried about this too. I want to expand production capacity, build a second phase of the factory, and introduce three or five more production lines! You have to help introduce them!"

Song Zhilan smiled and said, "I'll help you keep an eye out and see which cannery has obsolete production lines."

"If there are no obsolete production lines and there are state-owned canneries that are having difficulty selling their products, they can be willing to accept our commissioned production," said Lin Zhengjun.

"Commissioned production?" It was the first time Song Zhilan heard this term.

Lin Zhengjun said: "We provide the raw materials and formulas, and assign technical supervisors. They produce according to our requirements, and we give them a certain processing fee!"

"This has the advantage of reducing our fixed asset investment and putting the funds to good use, such as purchasing raw materials!"

Song Zhilan exclaimed: "This is a bit like the popular 'three-in-one plus one-in-one' in the south, except that the foreign companies provide the raw materials, equipment and technology!"

"Does the policy allow it?" Zhang Weiyang asked worriedly.

"Haha, it complies with the policy. Now we are allowed to carry out unplanned production. The key is that we are allowed to retain profits and pay bonuses. Only a fool would not make money that comes right to his door!"

Song Zhilan sighed: "Reform and opening up are good. The planned economy was too rigid. It didn't matter whether it was good or bad. The workers didn't share the profits, but the government would cover the losses. Therefore, many workers were not very motivated and their efficiency was extremely low!"

Reform and opening up did not happen overnight. Although this reform has increased workers' enthusiasm for production, many drawbacks still exist.

As market competition intensifies, state-owned enterprises will begin to suffer losses in the next few years.

For example, the "Qingdao Daily Electrical Appliances Factory", which was developed from a handicraft cooperative, produces electric motors, electric hoists, civilian hair dryers, table fans, etc. It also developed a washing machine called "Bai He". However, due to its rough appearance and poor quality, it has not been able to be sold and suffered a loss of 147 million yuan.

In 1984, a young man named Zhang was appointed to take charge of the company. On his first day in office, he received 53 transfer requests. The workers came to work at 8 o'clock and left at 9 o'clock.

In order to regulate the factory, General Manager Zhang formulated 13 rules and regulations after taking office, one of which was "no urination or defecation in the workshop". Young readers may laugh out loud when reading this, but at that time, it was a very common phenomenon.

Half a year after Mr. Zhang issued the regulations, people no longer defecated in public, but urination still existed.

Other clauses are also funny, such as "no drinking during working hours", "no smoking in the workshop", "no looting, stealing and selling factory materials", etc.

In order to execute the last point, Mr. Zhang left the doors and windows of the workshop open one day. Unexpectedly, a man swaggered away a box of raw materials in broad daylight. He really treated the factory as his home!

Mr. Zhang immediately issued an order to fire this person, and only then did everyone in the factory believe that Mr. Zhang was serious!

And this Qingdao Daily Electrical Appliances Factory became the predecessor of Haier.

Lin Zhengjun said: "If we can't find a factory that has obsolete equipment or outsources processing, we can also directly purchase first-hand equipment to set up a production line!"

Of course Lin Zhengjun wanted to buy second-hand equipment to save money.

However, it is more important to seize market opportunities and production capacity must be expanded. Otherwise, missing out on the buying frenzy triggered by the release of "Under the Hawthorn Tree" will be more trouble than gain!

The dissemination ability of movies is so strong now!

For example, the number of viewers of "Lush Mountain Love" exceeded 1 million that year, so "Under the Hawthorn Tree" cannot be worse than "Lush Mountain Love"!

Even if the conversion rate is only one-tenth, without considering repeat purchases and just a one-time transaction, the sales volume of canned spicy fish will be tens of millions of bottles!

As long as the production capacity is fully utilized, the sales volume is conservatively estimated to be tens of millions, and the profit is probably four or five million!

Simply put, the dissemination effect of movies is far higher than that of literary magazines and radio, so Lin Zhengjun must make preparations in advance!

After discussing this matter, Lin Zhengjun asked Zhang Weiyang again, "By the way, Uncle Zhang, I want to go and pay Fei Yunzhe a visit. First, I want to wish him a happy new year, and second, I want to see the situation of breeding and biological feed culture medium!"

"Okay, you pick a time and I'll go with you!" Zhang Weiyang agreed readily.

"Then let's do it tomorrow afternoon! I'm going to visit my grandparents tomorrow morning!" Lin Zhengjun said with a smile.

Lin Zhengjun looked at his watch. It was past nine o'clock and he wanted to leave.

At this time, there was a loud sound of unlocking the door, and Zhang Ningde walked in, patted the snow off his body, and said with a smile: "Wow! Zhengjun Xiaofu is here?"

Lin Zhengjun smiled and said, "Sister Ningde, have you had dinner? Why are you working overtime so late? It's almost ten o'clock now, it's so tiring!"

"It's from the cafeteria!"

Zhang Ningde immediately wrinkled his nose and said angrily: "Lin Zhengjun, you are the culprit who caused me to work overtime!"

Everyone looked confused!

"What does your overtime have to do with Zhengjun? Zhengjun is not your leader." Zhang Weiyang said with a smile.

"Dad, don't mention it!"

Zhang Ningde said coquettishly, "The fourth issue of October this year was recently released. It contains Farewell My Concubine written by Zhengjun and Xiaofu. The circulation has doubled, and our Yenching Literature and Art has been completely suppressed!"

"Hey, this is going to be a big deal. Yanjing Literature and Art is under the supervision of the city's writers' association, while October is under the supervision of the city's publishing house. It's inevitable that everyone will compare them and laugh at us! What's the point of talking about a long history and many author resources? October has killed us with one blow!"

"Our honorary president Yang Mo, Zheng Jun Xiaofu, should know that even the female writer who wrote "Song of Youth" is so anxious that she feels ashamed. She said that we are not good at collecting manuscripts, and she almost called us useless. She demands that no matter what, the circulation of "Yanjing Literature and Art" in January next year must be increased to make a comeback!"

"So that's what's going on!" Zhang Weiyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Zhengjun alone raised the circulation of October. It's amazing!" Song Zhilan exclaimed.

"Oh! Zhengjun Xiaofu, you two have killed me!" Zhang Ningde said with a smile.

Tang Xiaofu smiled and said, "It's not my fault this time. This novel was written entirely by Zhengjun alone. I didn't interfere!"

"Farewell My Concubine? Is it so good to write a play about it?" Zhang Weiyang became interested.