"As expected, he still wants to leave on his own," the senior leader remarked.
“Actually, it wasn’t exactly a self-made journey.” Li Weiguo shook his head. Over the years, he had interacted quite a bit with Wang Shouren, and he could tell that the man was fundamentally patriotic. However, he seemed to have a mysterious confidence in the future, a confidence that even influenced him to some extent.
In fact, following the path he envisioned was perfectly fine.
He once talked to Zhao Wuliang, who called him a genius.
Now, Li Weiguo is starting to believe Zhao Wuliang's words.
Can someone who isn't a genius decipher those four tons of blueprints? Would someone who isn't a genius dare to take on this kind of project?
"I was just expressing my feelings, don't overthink it. The higher-ups have already decided on him; he's a good comrade. We should just support him and see how far he can go. By the way, about the US dollar thing, and that 50 million investment, see if they can settle it in US dollars. I'm leaving this to you. There's a bunch of people down there eagerly waiting for the money." The big boss patted Li Weiguo on the shoulder, put his hands behind his back, and swaggered out.
Li Weiguo: ...
I forgot about investing!
Wang Shouren went first, and no one managed to catch him.
That afternoon, he went to Shen Yuanliang's house and asked Shen Yuanliang to temporarily take over the factory.
In fact, many factory managers were promoted directly from chief engineer. It was more than enough for Shen Yuanliang to manage the motorcycle factory. Afterwards, Qin Jingru was sent to discuss investment with the Lou family.
That's right, it's Qin Jingru. This girl is no longer the village girl she used to be.
She might not be skilled enough herself, but she'll call for backup.
When Lou's father saw the team standing behind Qin Jingru, he felt his soul tremble. He realized for the first time just how formidable his daughter's competitor truly was. However, none of this mattered much to Wang Shouren anymore; he was currently on a train bound for Jiangxi.
The situation over there is more urgent than I imagined.
Metallurgical Bureau
In the spacious conference room, twenty or thirty participants from three generations sat around the conference table.
No one spoke; they just smoked one cigarette after another.
Someone couldn't hold back any longer and slammed their hand on the table. Everyone's eyes turned to him. He seemed to realize something and walked arrogantly to the floor fan, turning it on.
"Hey Luo, are you out of your mind?! You're turning on the fan in this weather!"
"Damn it! You, surnamed Li, are the one who's broken! If you don't turn on the fan, this conference room will be a foggy mess! What? The special envoy is coming over, are you going to offer him poison you've spewed out of your mouth?!"
"Alright, alright, shut up! The fan is on!" said a dignified middle-aged man in his fifties.
"Stop complaining, everyone. This isn't just anyone; it's Comrade Wang Shouren from back then. You all know his level. Who are you all giving me that look of disdain?! Do you really think the higher-ups sent some idiots down here to get some experience?"
Upon hearing what the leader said, the guy who had just gotten up and turned on the fan silently turned it off.
Back then, some of the things here were made under Wang Shouren's guidance. He breathed a sigh of relief: "I said, old leader, you only said half of what you meant. I thought someone was so arrogant as to want to mess around with this kind of thing. You should have said so earlier."
"Say it earlier? Say it earlier my ass!" The old leader couldn't help but swear: "I just started talking, one or two of them, and their faces were longer than the donkeys at the village entrance. Now why aren't they saying anything?"
"Hehe, boss, you didn't say who it was. Brother Shouren is here, why didn't you say so earlier?"
"Yes, boss. With Brother Shouren here, there's definitely no problem."
"No, you surnamed Li, have you no shame? You're over forty years old, and you're still calling people 'brother'."
"Those who have achieved something are teachers, so what!"
"Alright, alright, have you lost all your composure as cadres? We've got word from above that Comrade Wang Shouren will be in charge of this matter. He'll overturn the plan proposed by the other side and then put forward our own plan. But there's still a problem here. The plan set by the higher-ups is to be implemented in the Northeast, not here."
"That won't do!"
"Yes, how is our place any worse than that place to the east?"
Everyone stopped and looked at the comrade with a distinct Northeastern accent and an excited expression.
"Throw him out."
"No, no, what do you want? I'm your Ying! I'm not from that Northeast region!"
"Therefore, this objective is divided into two parts. The first part is to cooperate with Comrade Wang Shouren to see if there are any problems with the price quoted by Xiao Rizi."
"Wasn't it already verified?" someone asked. "And who exactly is this Comrade Wang Shouren?"
Not everyone knows Wang Shouren.
"Hmph, it's been verified. In fact, our people can't refute them. They have to buy everything from what they specify. Aren't they just treating us like suckers? Hey you, Luo Feng, Comrade Wang Shouren's train is today. Go and bring him back. Be quick!"
"Yes!" Luo Feng set off without saying a word.
The meeting is not over yet.
"Then we need to emphasize the second point. The second point is to find a way to keep Comrade Wang Shouren here so that we can be the first to use this hot rolling technology!"
"Is there any risk involved?"
Some people were still worried. These people were all veterans of the Ministry of Metallurgy, and they knew the problems involved.
While the "small-scale living" system is expensive, it has been tested and proven. Wang Shouren's system, on the other hand, still lacks a truly effective solution. The difference between them is enormous.
Anyone who has actually worked in production knows that every new product, no matter how well it can theoretically be implemented, will inevitably encounter various problems when it's actually put into operation. If you're lucky, it will be fine after a few tweaks; if you're unlucky, the entire production line will be scrapped. And this loss from scrapping is unacceptable to them.
This is why everyone opposed the leader when he first said this.
To put it simply, we spend three to four billion yuan annually just on imported steel, which translates to tens of millions of yuan per unit of rice per day. While 380 million yuan may seem exaggerated, it's a figure that can actually be manufactured.
Although Wang Shouren's reputation briefly calmed the group down, upon reflection, the matter seemed to be open to debate.
Wang Shouren was, after all, a human being, not a god.
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