When will I have a long tassel?

"Woo——"

The air whistle blew longly, and the express train from Beijing to Linhe slowly left the platform and sped towards the south. Tang Zifeng and Zhou Heng were sitting at the window on the corridor side of the sleeper carriage, looking at the scenery passing by and chatting in low voices about their future work.

The bureau party group gave Zhou Heng and Tang Zifeng a week to prepare. Zhou Heng is the old director of the Mechanical and Electrical Department. He was suddenly transferred to work, and there were many things that needed to be handed over. He also had to seize the time to familiarize himself with the situation of Linyi Machine, so he was busy with these things these days.

Tang Zifeng was much more relaxed in comparison. He had only been working here for two years and had basically nothing to hand over. He was mainly busy with his own personal work.

In the past few days, he comprehensively sorted out his ideas about making money, wrote a company business plan with dozens of pages, handed it to Wang Zijie, and explained it to him word for word, asking Wang Zijie to follow it. Make the planning arrangements and don't delay the two people's joint plan to make a fortune.

He also repeatedly warned that if there were any changes in the business here, Wang Zijie must call Linhe to inform him as soon as possible. Never write a letter just to save a few long-distance phone bills. He said that both of them are now rich people with a net worth of more than 100,000 yuan, enough to make long-distance calls freely.

He bought a thick stack of 200 phone cards and handed them to Wang Zijie, telling him that with this gadget, long-distance calls were only 30 cents a minute, and there was no pressure to chat for two hours.

After arranging the company's affairs properly, he also took out more than ten minutes in the remaining time to think about his and Zhou Heng's strategies after they arrived. After all, he was also a good and responsible young man.

Now I have an opportunity. Zhou Heng is the factory director, and he is just the assistant to the factory director. In fact, saying that the assistant to the factory director was putting money on his face was just a position given by the bureau to appease him. His true identity is actually Zhou Heng's secretary.

Zhou Heng is already in his 50s. His abilities are unknown, but his energy is limited and he needs a young man to help him run errands and do odd jobs. As for asking Tang Zifeng to advise Zhou Heng, the bureau leaders really didn't have such extravagant expectations. How can a young man with no experience in business management manage such a decades-old state-owned enterprise?

However, Zhou Heng had very high expectations for Tang Zifeng.

What the bureau leaders saw in Tang Zifeng was just childishness and a bit out of tune, but Zhou Heng felt from his contact with Tang Zifeng that this young man was aggressive, unconventional, and more innovative than most people nowadays. Vision.

Zhou Heng knew that he would be facing a very complicated situation, and his situation could be expressed in four words: "It's hard to get back". To pull Linyiji out of the quagmire, it takes extraordinary people and extraordinary things.

And Tang Zifeng is exactly such an extraordinary person.

According to common sense, when the Second Bureau appointed Zhou Heng to take up his post at Linyiji, he needed to be accompanied by someone from the superior organizational department. Zhou Heng refused this arrangement, saying that he was very familiar with Linyiji, and he took the job with a letter of introduction, and he was not afraid that Linyiji's cadres would not admit his mistake.

Besides, Lin Yiji’s entire original team has been taken down, and the organizational department mobilized to send him to take office. Who should he show this to?

Just like that, when the time came for the appointment, Zhou Heng only took Tang Zifeng on the train and headed to Linhe.

"Xiao Tang, I've been thinking about it these past few days. What you said makes sense. The original leadership team of Linyiji is disorganized, the employees are idle, and the products lack competitiveness. These are all big problems. So, what do you think about us? Once you have an opportunity, where should you start to break the situation?" Zhou Heng asked Tang Zifeng.

"Business!" Tang Zifeng replied without hesitation, "Everything is free. As long as everyone is busy, all problems can be solved. In the past few years, there were not so many monsters in Linyiji. In recent years, The business situation is not good, and workers stay at home for half the year, so all kinds of evil things happen."

"Business?" Zhou Heng muttered the word softly in his mouth, nodded and said, "What you said makes sense. If the factory's business is full, many things will not be a problem. However, I am afraid that the previous leader also knew this. A little bit, right? Now machine tool companies across the country are cutting back on production, and everyone’s business is not saturated. What can we do to boost our business?”

Tang Zifeng said: "The basket is full of vegetables. If we just stick to the original few products, we will definitely not have enough to eat. At this time, we can't be picky about food, as long as we can make money, We all do it. Even if we can’t eat a full meal, we can at least be half full, right?”

"You mean, we can develop other businesses?" Zhou Heng understood what Tang Zifeng meant, "Do you have any specific ideas?"

Tang Zifeng spread his hands and said: "I know nothing about industry, how can I have any specific ideas. Director,... ah no, factory director, aren't you an old machine tool expert? You have experience in this area."

Zhou Heng was really deep in thought, still mumbling incoherently: "Gantry milling and boring machine... press machine... grinder, what can be grinded..."

"Lao Zhou, I told you not to bother, wait until we get to the factory." Tang Zifeng interrupted Zhou Heng's reverie.

He has always called Zhou Heng quite confusingly. Sometimes he calls him director, sometimes he calls him leader. When Zhou Heng is in a good mood, he will call him "Old Zhou" or even "Mr. Zhou". Now that the two people were sent to Linyiji together, they would probably have to interact with each other in the future. Tang Zifeng's name for Zhou Heng became more casual.

Zhou Heng was awakened by Tang Zifeng's words, smiled, and said: "That's right, I don't understand the situation in the factory yet, and it's futile to think about it now. When he got to the factory, he met with the original factory leaders and middle-level cadres If we discuss it, we might come up with an idea.”

"That's right, why are you worrying about it now? By the way, Lao Zhou, do you want to eat something? I brought bread, mustard, and ham sausage, how about some together?" Tang Zifeng said.

Zhou Heng waved his hand and said, "No, my wife has also prepared food for me. I don't want to eat now, so I'll go to bed and rest for a while, and then eat later."

"Well, you should rest first. You have been working hard these past few days." Tang Zifeng said.

Zhou Heng's bunk was in the middle bunk. He took off his shoes, climbed into his bunk, took off his coat, lay down, and covered himself with his coat. It looked like he was really planning to sleep for a while.

He was indeed tired these past few days. In addition to handing over and getting familiar with his future work, he also had to arrange things at home and say goodbye to some old friends and colleagues. He had not slept peacefully for a long time. After a sleep.

Tang Zifeng took out a small bag from the luggage rack, took out some food from it, placed it on the small table, and prepared to eat.

At this time, a 40-year-old man who was sleeping on the lower bunk of Zhou Heng leaned his head over and said with a smile: "Young man, I have a roast chicken here. I bought it when I passed Shangdu Station just now. I can't do it alone." If you can’t finish it, why don’t we share it together?”

Tang Zifeng was stunned, thinking that this man was familiar to him, and he came up to chat with him out of thin air. He turned his head and glanced at the bunk opposite the man, and he understood.

Lying on the bunk opposite was a young woman. The powder on her face was half a foot thick, and her eyes were cold and stern. The man lying opposite her probably felt a lot of pressure, so he came to chat with Tang Zifeng.

Taking the train in this day and age, striking up conversations with strangers is a must-have skill. Before the nationwide railway speed increase, any journey could last more than ten or twenty hours, and there were no mobile phones or the like to provide entertainment. Chatting and playing cards with neighbors became the only way to pass the time.

Just now Tang Zifeng and Zhou Heng were talking about something, and the man probably couldn't interrupt. Now that he saw Zhou Heng going to bed and Tang Zifeng sitting next to him eating alone, the man came over.

Tang Zifeng does not object to chatting up with men. He smiled and pointed to the seat opposite him, and said to the man: "Brother, sit over here. I have some ham here, let's eat together."

The man saw that he had been taking the train all year round. When Tang Zifeng said this, he immediately left his bunk and sat over. He took the plastic bag containing the roasted chicken, broke it hard, and broke the roasted chicken into two parts, then handed it to Tang Zifeng and said, "Come, come, come, it's fate that we meet, so you're welcome."

Tang Zifeng took half a piece of roast chicken out of the plastic bag, put it in his lunch box, and handed two pieces of ham to the man. The man took it and put it in front of him. The two of them gave in a little, and then they started to eat, chatting leisurely while eating.

"Brother, where are you going?" the man asked. He just called Tang Zifeng "young man", but when he heard Tang Zifeng call him brother instead, he quickly changed the title to brother, which seemed more affectionate.

"Linhe, what about you?"

"I'm also here in Linhe. Are you coming back from a business trip to the capital?" the man asked. It makes sense for him to ask this. Tang Zifeng is originally from Dongye Province and speaks with a Dongye accent, so men would mistakenly think that he works in Linhe.

Tang Zifeng shook his head: "I used to study in the capital, but now I'm assigned to work in Linhe."

"Really?" the man asked, "Which unit in Linhe are you assigned to work in?"

"Lin Yiji, you know?"

"Linyiji?" There was a look of surprise on the man's face, "How come you were assigned to work at Linyiji?"

"Why, no?" Tang Zifeng laughed.

The man shook his head and said, "That's too bad! People are attracted to Lin Yiji now, and those who are capable are being transferred to other places. Why are you still going to Lin Yiji?"

Tang Zifeng asked: "Why, you know Linyiji very well?"

The man said: "Absolutely! Because I am from Linyiji. Let me tell you, have you stayed in the capital for too long and don't know what Linyiji is about. In the past, Linyiji was everywhere in Linhe City , No, even in the entire Dongye Province, it is one of the best units. It is too difficult for college graduates to get into it. But now it is no longer possible. Didn't you hear what people said? Linyiji is now a foreign-funded enterprise. "

"A foreign-funded enterprise?" Tang Zifeng asked in surprise, "Isn't Linyiji a state-owned enterprise? How could it be a foreign-funded enterprise?"

The man was quite proud of his success. He said: "Linyi Machinery has been losing money in the past few years and has lost tens of millions to the bank. We can't pay our wages. The factory director went to the bank for a loan, but the bank refused to lend. Us. The workers in our factory were only paid three times last year. Please tell me whether this is a foreign-funded enterprise."

"I'm dizzy!"

Tang Zifeng laughed. It turned out to be such a foreign-funded enterprise. Who said that Chinese people lack a sense of humor?