"Uncle, calm down. It's not worth getting so angry over such a small thing."

"Let the higher-ups do whatever they want. If they restrict us from selling small-diameter timber, we'll just find other ways to make money."

Qianchuan Forest Farm, or rather Songjianghe Forestry Bureau, achieved remarkable results in the comprehensive utilization of abandoned timber last year.

It's not surprising that other forestry bureaus might be envious and resort to underhanded tactics.

"What other way can we think of? We're a forest farm, we make a living off timber, we don't know how to do anything else."

Zheng Xianyong and the others felt completely overwhelmed. If they could come up with an idea, they would have done so long ago. Why wait until now?

"Xiping, do you have any other ideas? If you have any, just say them and we'll discuss them together."

Zheng Xianyong turned to ask Sheng Xiping, and Zhao Limin and the others also looked at Sheng Xiping.

"Uncle, I really don't have any good ideas about this right now."

Besides, the processing plant isn't on the verge of collapse; it's just that the profit margin isn't as high as last year, but it can still support the hundred or so workers.

Sheng Xiping scratched his head; he hadn't expected someone to interfere so quickly.

He was careless. These days are not like the time when he was in the timber business in his previous life. Nowadays, there are too many restrictions, making it difficult to make full use of one's talents.

"It seems that the processing plant can only slow down and develop steadily at present."

I figured the policy wouldn't stay like this forever; it would eventually loosen. Even if it did stay this way, maybe we'd find other ways to make money in the future.

Sheng Xiping doesn't have any good ideas yet, mainly because he's been staying at the forest farm and hasn't had the chance to go out and explore the outside market.

His past life's experience may give him an edge over others, but if it lacks technical skill, it's easy for others to imitate and copy it.

"It's easier said than done. The key question is, where is the right approach?" Zheng Xianyong and the others shook their heads, looking very worried.

Sheng Xiping shrugged. He was helpless. The processing plant didn't belong to him alone. He couldn't be the one to handle everything.

"Forget it, forget it, I can't figure it out in a short time. Let's all go back to work."

Zheng Xianyong felt a headache coming on, so he waved his hand, signaling everyone to disperse.

Sheng Xiping left the headquarters and returned to the processing plant. As soon as he entered the gate, he could hear the roar of the factory's machines.

Sheng Xiping walked around the workshop twice, and the workers greeted him warmly when they saw him.

Since its establishment, the processing plant has always been very profitable, and the workers' wages and benefits are no worse than those of state-owned enterprises. Therefore, everyone respects and supports Sheng Xiping from the bottom of their hearts.

Seeing the bustling scene of workers in the factory, Sheng Xiping was quite happy.

Actually, the processing plant is doing alright now, far from being a cause for concern. Zheng Xianyong is just angry that someone is sabotaging him behind his back.

With the winter harvest over, the processing plant has a lot of wood piled up in its yard. We'll process it and ship it out gradually.

As for the policies from above, they're just so-so. How many of these forestry bureaus and forest farms really listen to them?

Sheng Xiping wandered around the workshop a few times, found nothing of note, and then returned to his office. He had barely sat down when the phone rang.

"Hello, this is Qianchuan Forestry Farm Timber Processing Plant," Sheng Xiping said, picking up the phone.

"Xiping, it's me." Zhou Mingyuan's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Did you see the document from above? Are you feeling uneasy about it?"

Zhou Mingyuan was worried that his son-in-law might have misunderstood something and felt upset, so he called to comfort him.

“Dad, your son-in-law isn’t that narrow-minded, is he?” Sheng Xiping laughed when he heard this.

"It's just a slight policy change; it won't have much of an impact."

Although the processing plant has only been open for less than a year, it laid a good foundation last year and is now operating smoothly. It should be able to supply the two retail outlets.

Let's deal with the future later, take it one step at a time. A living person can't let themselves be held back by needing to pee.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mingyuan felt relieved, as his son-in-law's tone was relaxed and calm, seemingly genuine.

"Yes, it's good that you think that way. Young people should learn to broaden their horizons."

Zhou Mingyuan was extremely satisfied with this son-in-law. There weren't many young people who could be so calm, composed, and insightful.

"By the way, isn't the province going to hold a trade fair? Pack your things and hand over your work."

"Come down the day after tomorrow and come with me to the provincial capital so I can broaden my horizons." That was Zhou Mingyuan's main purpose in making the call.

Of course, if Sheng Xiping had become annoyed and complained and become dejected because of a document from above, Zhou Mingyuan probably wouldn't have brought it up.

"Okay, thanks, Dad." Sheng Xiping perked up at these words.

He was just thinking that he didn't have many opportunities to go out and about, and now the opportunity has come to him.

The timber ordering fair is a great opportunity for exchange.

He's only getting this opportunity because of his father-in-law. If it weren't for his father-in-law's good intentions, he, the manager of a small processing plant, wouldn't have had the chance to attend any order fairs.

The father-in-law and son-in-law chatted for a few more minutes before hanging up the phone.

Then Sheng Xiping gathered the documents at hand, called Hou Yashuang and Sheng Xiyun to confirm that there were no orders in the near future, and then called over several team leaders in the factory to give them some instructions.

Let them stay home and keep an eye on the factory; everything else is negotiable. But we must always prioritize safety in production.

The timber processing plant is full of wood, and the workshop contains sawdust and dust, so fire prevention must be taken very seriously.

"Don't worry, factory manager. We'll take good care of the factory from home and make sure there won't be any problems."

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