The first things the branch secretary said were, firstly, how excited he was after reading the plan, and secondly, the promising development prospects in it. If it were really implemented, the brigade would definitely be able to get rid of poverty, and it might even drive the entire county and become a well-known name in the city!

In the excitement, he could not keep calm and could not wait to raise the biggest problem: "To build a factory, funding is the biggest problem. And in the early stage, we have to buy snack machine tools, which is not a small expense.

In addition, the wages of workers, the establishment and operation of the factory are all huge expenses in the early stages.”

The further he spoke, the quieter the secretary became.

It's like China landing on the moon, so difficult!

Qiao Yu: "It turns out that the factory is nationalized. Of course, we should apply to the superiors first. If you want to be convincing, you can copy a copy of the plan I made and submit it.

There is no need to worry about others imitating it, after all, I am the one who is in charge of the machine tool. The cold-made sweet potato cake is now in the hands of Junwazi. The subsequent launch of other snacks will also depend on Junwazi's continuous experiments and improvements.

We control the absolute core here, and the plan can be used as a tool to approve the amount..."

I almost said "tool".

In this era, if she used words that were too cold-blooded towards the evil capitalists, she would be criticized. So she paused and called the plan she had written with great effort "additional content."

Village chief: "The funds we applied for are definitely not enough."

Qiao Yu said, "Half a year ago, the sweet potato cakes sold by the brigade brought about vicious competition. Village chief and party secretary, did you all see it?"

The two looked at each other and nodded.

Qiao Yu added, "Profits are attractive. If there is no interest and initial investment, even if the factory is built, thieves will sneak in and sell the formula again."

Even though her words were harsh, no one refuted them.

This is a fact.

After all, he was stabbed in the back by a few bad apples in the team last time.

Qiao Yu: "So, they have to invest in the factory upfront, treat the factory as their own home, and have a sense of collective belonging, so that they will protect the interests of the factory."

The secretary frowned, "So what you mean?"

"If there is not enough money, we can ask the members to donate."

"How is this possible..."

Qiao Yu asked the village chief: "How much does it cost to buy a job in the city?"

"Ordinary positions pay 500 to 600 yuan, and those working in offices pay around 1,000 yuan."

"That's right. They definitely wouldn't want to donate money to build a factory for nothing. But if they donate money and get a permanent job, what would they think?"

Village chief: "But if a family only donates a dozen yuan, how can they get a permanent job?"

Qiao Yu smiled like a profiteer, "Uncle Village Chief, you see, the initiative is now ours. Donating ten or so yuan is a public welfare and voluntary act. It does not provide a job quota. If you want a job quota, you have to set a minimum donation amount... Well, let's set it at about three hundred yuan."

After all, it's just a temporary job, an initial investment. Compared with a formal job in the city, a 50% discount is very suitable.

Everyone: “…”

"Is this not a good idea?"

Qiao Yu smiled and said, "How could that be? Once the factory is built, shouldn't the production team's work points increase? This is something that benefits the team as a whole! Is it too much to ask for such a small request?"

The soldier boy shook his head, "Not too much."

Zhou Zeguo: ...This kid will really support me.

Village head, Party secretary: ...What's wrong with Anzi's wife? She behaves like an evil capitalist.

Qiao Yu continued, "Let's wait for the approval amount to come down first. Once it's confirmed, we can then publicize it to the team. This will be more convincing."

Village chief: "If the members don't cooperate, the money won't be collected..."

Qiao Yu: "Uncle village chief, building a factory is a big deal. Don't doubt your ability to mobilize and actively cooperate with the members. If you really can't get enough, you can also bring in members of the nearby brigades that you are on good terms with."

"..."

Qiao Yu thought for a moment and then said, "Oh, by the way, how are the educated youth in your brigade? Do they look prosperous?"

"..."

"Most of them are high school graduates, right? They are not members of the brigade. If you can't persuade them, I can personally take action and make sure they are taken down!" Qiao Yu had already made up his mind and was evaluating the account. "Even if they enter the factory, they will definitely not do hard work. They will use the fact that they are intellectuals and high school graduates as an excuse. This is better. If they want easier work, the bargaining chips they have are not enough. They have to pay more!"

The soldier pulled Qiao Yu's sleeve and whispered, "Mom."

Qiao Yu collected her thoughts and saw that the other three people were looking at her with indescribable expressions.

Qiao Yu didn't care what others thought of her. After all, being an evil capitalist was something she had done in her previous life. This time, she was helping the brigade build a factory without taking a penny. So, she continued, "If the money is not enough, I can lend you the rest. You can just pay it back every year when the factory is built."

After hearing what Qiao Yu said, several people breathed a sigh of relief.

Really, rich and generous.

Qiao Yu talked about the sales problem: "Make a cold-made version, it is convenient to transport and sell well in other places. If the village head uncle and the party secretary can't find a suitable person to sell it, you can ship it to the city, where Junwazi and I have connections..."

Finally, let’s talk about Zhou Jun, the technical consultant.

The military child said: "I have two jobs, which are approved by the higher-ups. So I don't have many holidays on weekdays, but I have two long holidays every year. One is to go home for the Chinese New Year, and the other is to come here to debug new recipes or improve old recipes..."

Funding is the main problem. Qiao Yu has absolute confidence. With her as a backer, everything else will be easy.

My dear, there is more to come after this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

The plan was finalized in one night.

At daybreak, Qiao Yu left with his uncle and the military boy.

The village chief went back to his room to sleep, while the branch secretary made a cup of strong tea and began to copy out the plan.

When the village chief woke up, the secretary had finished copying. The village chief began to write the application.

On the third day, the application was submitted.

It was approved quickly, but the amount approved was not much, and it is still a long way off.

The village chief had higher prestige in the brigade than the party secretary, so this time, after everyone got off work in the evening, it was the village chief who blew the loudspeaker and gathered at the sun-drying field to publicize the matter.

The village chief was just talking when someone interrupted him: "Uncle village chief! Don't be ridiculous! You're still building a factory! Where's the money coming from? Where's the machinery coming from? Where's the land coming from!!"

The village chief's face darkened.

The person who said this is the traitor who originally sold the sweet potato pancakes!

The branch secretary grabbed the loudspeaker and said, "Don't worry! You have no part in building the factory this time! People like you who only care about yourself and not the collective, who are selfish, should not have been born in our brigade! You are like a rat shit in a pot of porridge! You are a nasty thing!"

Even though the members thought what the village chief said was nonsense, they were now unanimous in opposing those who refuted the village chief's words!

If it weren't for this person, they would have earned more and shared more money at the end of the year!

When the man saw that everyone around him was staring at him covetously, he immediately shrank into a quail and sat back in his seat.

Although the village chief was dissatisfied with his son's impulsiveness, he agreed with what he said.

"Yes, this time when we build the factory, no matter if you donate money or not, you will not be allowed to enter the factory. You are destroying the collective interests again!"