The diesel plant is going to be contracted, which is good news for Wan Feng.

If he could contract the diesel engine factory now, he would only need to modify the molds and adjust the equipment on the production line that produces 195 oil extraction machines, and he would be able to immediately produce 1125 engines, and there would be no pressure at all to produce 1125 engines.

It is definitely more time-saving, labor-saving and cost-effective than making the mold and setting up the production line first.

Moreover, the workers are all skilled and can start production after a little adaptation, which saves a lot of time compared to the on-site training here.

This should be considered carefully.

"Sister Min, did your father tell me who previously contracted the diesel engine factory?"

"I heard from my dad that it's still the same factory manager."

Zhai Xingguo?

"Is that the guy named Zhai no longer offering support?"

"No, the first time he signed the contract, it was only for three years. Now it's expired, and diesel engines are making so much money right now, so why wouldn't he take it on?"

Although the diesel engine factory no longer supplies diesel engines to the Wahou Machinery Factory, the diesel engine factory is still doing well because the scale of marine diesel engines has increased exponentially in recent years.

You old thief! A few years ago, you tore up my contract in front of me and forced me to build the engine myself.

The old guy was so arrogant back then. He tore up my contract without any hesitation and looked down on me. This time, even if I don’t want to take the contract, I will try to stir up trouble. If I can take the contract, that would be even better. Even if I can’t, I will have to increase your costs and make your life difficult.

It's so disgusting that it's going to make you sick to death.

When you can't hold on any longer, I'll buy you out.

Anyway, in a few years, countless companies will be enriched by individuals, and others will be able to embezzle state-owned assets. Wan Feng feels that he is no different.

If I don't do it myself, I can save money for others. At least if I buy these companies, I can develop them. If they fall into the hands of others, they may disappear without a trace.

"Do you know when the diesel engine contract will be completed?"

"Number 10. My dad said if you're interested you should register before the 6th."

Today is August 3rd, and there are still three days left.

I must go to the county town immediately and ask Jiang Hongguo in detail.

It was now half past eight in the morning, and he decided to set off for the county town now.

"I'm going to the county town and may not be back at noon." Wan Feng greeted Luan Feng.

"Going on a motorcycle?"

Wan Feng shook his head: "I'm going to the road to stop the traffic."

After saying that, he walked out of the office and onto the avenue outside.

There were often trucks and buses coming out of Wahou on the avenue. It only took Wan Feng a few minutes to catch an empty truck returning from delivering goods to Wahou, and he rode it all the way to the county town.

The only change that has occurred in Hongya County in recent years is the addition of a new road, which runs from the east to the west from the Zhendong Market to the Hongguang Brigade five miles away.

However, there are very few buildings on both sides of the road, and it is far from being prosperous.

If we build some buildings on both sides of the new road now, it will be worth a lot of money in the future. Even if we buy some land and it appreciates in value in the future, it will be a considerable income.

Once Xia Qiulong and his team have enough funds, we can consider letting them invest on both sides of the new road and let them buy more land.

Anyway, Wan Feng himself has no plans to enter the real estate industry, at least not for the time being.

Jiang Hongguo's small wheelchair factory has maintained the scale of a family workshop after so many years.

This cannot be blamed on him. This market is actually very small. The proportion of disabled people is small to begin with, and the number of disabled people who need wheelchairs is even smaller.

His small workshop is lucky if it can sell three or four hundred units a year, and earn ten to twenty thousand yuan a year.

Therefore, even after several years of operation, it is still a family workshop.

When Wan Feng arrived at his house, Jiang Hongguo was polishing one or two new cars. He also had two hired workers, who were also disabled, one missing a leg and the other missing an eye.

When Wan Feng, the man who was missing a cigarette, came in, he was holding an iron pipe and hanging it with a one-eyed line.

This scene is very interesting. A normal person would close one eye when hanging on a string, but he didn't even need to close his eye.

Seeing Wan Feng coming, Jiang Hongguo put down the work in his hands with a smile on his face and handed a cigarette to Wan Feng.

Wan Feng shook his head and declined the cigarette.

"Brother Jiang!" Wan Feng always felt very awkward when facing Jiang Hongguo. On one side, he called Jiang Hongguo brother, but on the other side, he called Jiang Min sister. What the hell was going on!

"Your daughter told me about the diesel engine factory. I want to know more about it."

Jiang Hongguo took the cigarette that Wan Feng didn't take and lit it himself.

"Actually, there's not much to say. When the diesel engine factory was contracted in 1982, Zhai Xingguo probably didn't know whether he would make a profit or a loss, so he only contracted for three years. It expired in October of this year, and now the second round of contracts has begun, which may last at least five years."

"So Zhai Xingguo still wants to take on the contract?"

"Of course, he must have made money from the first contract, so he's determined to win this time."

"Then how did you think of me?"

"A few days ago, Min'er came back and told me that you were tinkering with the engine. Then I remembered that the diesel engine factory produces engines. If you take over the contract, it would save you a lot of trouble."

Perhaps Luan Feng accidentally told Jiang Min about Wan Feng's plan to build a diesel engine, and Jiang Min probably told it as a story when he got home, but he didn't expect that Old Jiang actually took it to heart.

“Is this contract open to the public or is it prioritized internally?”

This is a very important matter. If it is made public to the outside world, Wanfeng can sign up to bid for the package, but it will not be fun if it is prioritized internally.

You have to contact the people in the diesel engine factory first. If there is no one to contract the diesel engine, you can subcontract it to an outsider.

This is almost impossible.

"Oh, I forgot about this. It's internal priority."

Wan Feng was deeply disappointed when he heard this. There was no hope at all.

"That's pointless. I only signed up to go see the show, so I might as well just sit at home and put this aside. Brother Jiang! Let me ask you something. Do you have any thoughts on going to Jiangwei?"

"Go to Jiangwei? Brother, what can I do there?"

"My new factory is in need of a production manager. After much thought, I think you're a good fit. Come help me manage it..."

Wan Feng's words stopped abruptly here, and an idea suddenly popped into his head.

“You asked me to manage the…”

Wan Feng raised his hand to signal Jiang Hongguo not to speak, then frowned and fell into deep thought.

I'm not a worker at the diesel engine factory, but Jiang Hongguo is! Although he retired due to illness, he's still a veteran of the diesel engine factory and is qualified to bid for the contract!

Then let Jiang Hongguo bid for it. Even if he fails, he can still disgust Zhai Xingguo.

At least the argument will make Zhai Xingguo feel uncomfortable.

You dared to make things difficult for me before, don't think I won't bear a grudge. This time I will make him make things difficult for me again. Last time you made things difficult for me, the shoes you wore were two sizes too small. This time I will make Zhai Xingguo wear a pair of shoes that are five sizes too small, so that he can become an old lady with bound feet.

Wrong, it’s the old man with bound feet.