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"Have you figured it out?" Standing in the lounge of the workshop, Mr. Li, the director of the Xibao Meat Union Factory, urged the quality inspector of the Xijie Factory. Please search () on the net to see the most complete! The fastest newest novel

The director of Lao Li is the director of the Xibao Meat Union Factory, and the director of the canning branch where Yang Rui’s uncle Duan Hua is located is two concepts. Lao Li is an upright prefecture-level cadre. Locally, it is equivalent to the level of Nanhu City District Committee Records. It falls in Xibao Town and is the Taishanghuang of the Taishanghuang.

Therefore, Lao Li is very old and doesn't even care about things anymore. His prestige at the WestJet Meat Factory remains undiminished. The workers at the WestJet factory, no matter how new ideas and new thinking are, they meet Comrade Li. , Still low eyebrows pleasing to the eye, frightened.

At this time, the quality inspector at WestJet felt like years of life. I don’t know how many times they answered Lao Li’s question in a low voice: “It’s about to be calculated, because it’s more trivial, and their calculations are a bit slow... , I will remind you again."

"Go and come back quickly." Old Li drove the quality inspector away like a fly, and shouted, "Call someone in charge."

Ning Min ran over and whispered, "Director Li."

"What the **** is the situation? A few hundred grams are added and subtracted from each other, and Gao Xiaosheng can count things, why can't you count them?" Old Li's voice was like a tree branch hanging on the ground, very hard.

Ning Min said in an embarrassing manner: "We are worried about making a mistake. In addition, the raw materials and the intermediate process must be calculated from the beginning. This is more complicated."

"Tell me what the output is first?" Lao Li is extremely concerned about this issue. The reason why he didn't care about the WestJet factory before is that the WestJet factory is essentially the common asset of Zelecom, Sinomedic Foreign Trade and Hong Kong Huarui. The factory not only accounts for a small proportion, but also is the nature of labor export. Now it's different. The three companies have negotiated, and the coenzyme Q10 produced is handed over to the TCM foreign trade sales, and the money is directly divided by the share, and Lao Li becomes nervous.

This is my own money.

Moreover, this time, the Xibao Roulian Factory also took a lot. Hong Kong Huarui Company took 50%, and the Xibao Roulian Factory and the Chinese Medicine Foreign Trade Division equally divided the remaining 25%.

The 25% share, in terms of the profit of Coenzyme Q10, is quite a lot, and it is a share in U.S. dollars.

Of course, Hong Kong Huarui Company also needs to take a part of its own 50% to be responsible for opening up the relationship. Old Li Yuelue guessed that in the foreign trade of Chinese medicine, someone should have taken the money, but whoever took it, he would not care. Now, Lao Li didn't dare to take it, but the U.S. dollar entered the accounts of the Xibao Meat Union Factory. It was justified for him to set up a little more treasury.

Lao Li knows that the daily output of WestJet's factory is at least two kilograms or more-this is the most conservative estimate. According to the international price of coenzyme Q10, a gram of 20 US dollars, two kilograms is 40,000 US dollars.

In fact, due to the large crystals of Coenzyme Q10 produced in WestJet's factory, its price was as high as $30 at one time. It was not until the price war with Japanese manufacturers that it fell back to $20.

Lao Li believes that even if they sell Coenzyme Q10 through an intermediary, the price should be more than US$40,000, and the profit should be more than US$30,000. If the Xibao Meat Factory takes 25%, it can get US$7,500.

$7,500 a day, $75,000 for 10 days, and $220,000 a month!

The Xibao Meat Factory desperately kills pigs and sells them to Eastern Europe. The foreign exchange earned in a year is one or two million dollars!

Moreover, this is the prerequisite for Lao Li's view that the management of Zeleca is lacking.

You know, when the Hong Kong manager Guan Shen was here, WestJet's factory often maintained a daily output of four to five kilograms of coenzyme Q10, which was more than double what Lao Li estimated.

In other words, the Xibao Meat Union Factory will be able to allocate 500,000 U.S. dollars for one month of hard work.

Lao Li was already in a turmoil and didn't know how to spend so much money.

Of course, the premise of everything is that the WestJet plant can operate normally, and it is better to be more productive.

Ning Min did not have the same enthusiasm. He just felt the pressure, and habitually looked at the list in his hand, and said: "Yesterday's output was 2,532 grams, of which 1,230 grams was the special class. ..."

"Two and a half kilograms, only five kilograms?" Lao Li's sense of expectation was too high, the gap was a bit big, and his tone became harder: "You have checked this amount for a long time?"

Two and a half kilograms is almost the bottom line he expected, there is really nothing to say.

Ning Min felt this huge disappointment, and Ai Ai said: "2532 grams is actually a lot, because today we have to modify the process, and the work has been stopped for several hours. In addition, in order not to waste raw materials, we did not run at full capacity."

"Oh? Can production capacity be improved?" Lao Li suddenly felt the key.

Ning Min nodded and said "yes".

"How much can I improve?"

"This...I can't tell."

"In this way, it can be improved. You can give me a rough figure. Can it increase by a few hundred grams or a few kilograms?"

How dare Ning Min answer such a question, but shook his head and said that he couldn't make a judgment.

"Unhappy!" Lao Li stopped asking, turning around, and said to his technical department humanity: "You guys, go find out what's going on and see what's going on now."

Ning Min used to work in the technical department of the Xibao Meat Union Factory, but he was a newcomer, and was naturally taken away by a few old comrades in the technical department, and he fell in a corner to ask him no more.

In the workshop, the morale of the workers gradually increased.

Machine rotation, equipment operation, stable production, and increased output are the most important elements of factory life.

As for Yang Rui, he still looks like a chef, and he comes to sprinkle some ingredients every time he produces.

Without precise calculations, the average worker can't tell how much output has increased, but by observing it with the naked eye, the increase in output can actually be found.

At the end of the second day, the quality inspector put all the crystals together and weighed them on a scale.

This time, a large number of people including the Xibao Meat Union Factory were all watching from behind.

"3625 grams." The quality inspector read the final number.

The workers cheered, and Lao Li asked, "How much load is this? Is it full load?"

Ning Minqiang suppressed his excitement and shook his head and said, "No, it's half-loaded now!"

"Half load is 3625 grams, isn't it 7 kilograms for full load?" Old Li's mathematics played a huge role~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ning Min took a deep breath and nodded, and said, "It's possible."

"How much efficiency has Yang Rui's catalyst improved?" Lao Li asked quietly.

"I can't say a specific number yet." Ning Min glanced at Yang Rui, who was still cheering, and thought for a while: "There must be 10%, maybe 15%!"

"Just a packet of white powder?"

"Yes."

"What's inside, do you know?"

"I don't know, he said it was the technology of Hong Kong Huarui Company." Ning Min replied softly.

"It's quite mysterious." Old Li turned around and said, "This technology is worth millions."

As soon as this statement came out, a group of people fell into inexplicable thinking.

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