Chapter 75 Shut Your Bloody Mouth
Zhao Daxing can't stand anyone saying anything bad about Cheng Hui now!
He was right next to Song Xilai, and immediately said, "You don't have to be so sarcastic. A small coating machine is a piece of cake for us engineers! But can you afford it?"
If Cheng Hui can’t do it, just use the excuse that he can’t afford it!
Song Xilai immediately said: "Isn't it just a small machine? It uses a few hundred kilograms of steel. How much money can it make..."
This sentence hit Zhao Daxing's nerves even more.
"Oh! So your machines are sold by pound? They are worth just a bunch of scrap metal? Then those of us who spent millions of dollars to buy equipment are all being taken advantage of, right?"
"That's all because of the evil capitalists!" Song Xilai said, "Aren't we our own people? Since this is a matter that we can control, you guys can do it, and I'll give you the cost price. Can't you still want to make money from your own people?"
This sentence made Zhao Daxing speechless.
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "The final price of a machine is determined by the higher-ups, right? What are we trying to earn here? It's useless."
It was not a commodity economy. When a factory made a machine, it could charge any price based on its own situation and market conditions.
Now the prices of all commodities are set by a special department.
Zhao Daxing immediately winked at Cheng Hui: "This is a machine that has not yet been put on the market. It is also a private order between the enamel factory and us. I have the final say on the price!"
"Oh~~" Cheng Hui smiled.
She really didn't know this. When she started doing business in her previous life, the market had already been open. She didn't know that this kind of operation still existed now.
"Hey, hey! You are trying to trick me by making faces in front of me. Isn't that too much?" Song Xilai said.
"Go find someone who won't cheat you. Our engineers are very busy and we can't even finish researching CNC machine tools. Who has time to make a little gadget for you?"
Zhao Daxing pushed him aside and let Cheng Hui enter the house.
Cheng Hui smiled at Song Xilai and went into the house to find her father.
"Is the painting finished?" Cheng Hui asked.
Cheng Jianming just put down his pen and nodded.
Normally, the design drawings of a house cannot be completed in one day.
But he has been drawing blueprints for half his life, and it happened just this fast.
Cheng Hui picked it up and took a look. It was good, with no major problems.
She had a good memory and had seen countless blueprints in her previous life, including those of houses.
She has also read a lot of professional books on architectural design. When she was a child, her family had only one study room, half of which was filled with architectural books and the other half with mechanical books.
She might not have understood it before, but now she felt that the knowledge had been automatically integrated into her mind.
"Would it be more appropriate to modify this?" Cheng Hui pointed out a small detail and discussed it with her father.
Cheng Jianming saw that what his daughter said made more sense...
He looked at Cheng Hui frequently, but he didn't expect that she knew more than he thought! What if he wants to take her away overnight?
Zhao Daxing was staring at him and was about to speak, but Song Xilai spoke first.
"Engineer Cheng also knows architectural design?" he said with some surprise.
Cheng Hui looked up and smiled at him: "I'm not from the machinery factory, I'm the deputy director of a food factory.
"Today I went to your factory to exchange our cakes for some scrap metal."
Song Xilai.....He was speechless!
The deputy director of a food factory has repaired an imported CNC machine tool and is now drawing architectural drawings. Then I asked him if I could make him an enameling machine?
Who is this person?
"As for the enameling machine you want, it's just a small thing."
Cheng Hui picked up a pen and started drawing on a blank piece of paper.
This time it’s not the kind of machine that grows on the assembly line and only half of it can be seen in the photo.
It is a complete machine standing on the ground.
Cheng Hui had seen this in her previous life.
She produced small household appliances. In the following years, enameled shells became popular because of their brighter colors and better appearance.
She went to the enamel factory specifically for inspection.
Some mid-range enamel factories have this kind of separate enamelling machine.
The robotic arm grabs the blank, puts in the glaze, takes it out and turns it a few times, and the glaze is applied evenly.
Not only does she know how to make an enameling machine, she also knows more advanced and better-looking glaze formulas...
We’ll talk about this later!
Now she copied the method and made an enameling machine.
When Song Xilai saw the beautiful fuselage and high-tech robotic arm, his eyes immediately lit up.
"This is it!"
Cheng Hui looked at him and just smiled without saying anything.
Song Xilai was not a fool, and he immediately reacted and said, "You said you came to our factory to exchange waste materials today? What are you going to exchange? As long as you make this machine for me, we will give you all our waste materials!"
"How much waste do you produce in a year?" Cheng Hui asked.
"This seems to be three or four hundred tons..." He suddenly regretted it!
40 yuan per ton, 400 tons is 16,000 yuan. That’s one year’s waste. What about 10 years? What about 20 years?
My mouth opened wide just now!
"That's just a little." Cheng Hui immediately shook her head!
“Even if you give me 10 years of waste, it’s only 160,000 yuan, or even less, but how much benefit will this machine bring?
"The finished product rate will become 99%. How much defective product losses can be reduced each year?" Cheng Hui asked.
Song Xilai remained silent. Can I tell you this?
He was calculating in his mind that if the yield rate was really 99%, then the losses would be reduced by 30%!
Their factory's monthly profit is more than 1 million, but a large number of defective products are produced every month. Products that could have been sold for 300,000 can only be sold as defective products to supply and marketing cooperatives in various villages.
The loss is more than 200,000 yuan per month, which is more than 2 million yuan per year!
In fact, Cheng Hui knew the account even without him telling her. After taking a tour of their factory today, she had a rough idea of it.
"Other enamel factories can spend more than 1 million US dollars to buy that set of equipment. The fact that the country agrees to approve it shows that it is worth it." Cheng Hui said:
"If I can manufacture this enameling machine, it will be used not only by your factory but other factories as well. Maybe we can even export it to earn foreign exchange."
She turned around and asked Zhao Daxing, "How much do you think is a reasonable price for one?"
Zhao Daxing was excited when he heard that he could earn foreign exchange by exporting!
The country is particularly short of foreign exchange now. If anyone can earn foreign exchange for the country, it would be a matter of supreme honor!
Although the Canton Fair has products such as "machinery", less than one or two are sold in a year.
They are now so backward in the field of machinery that they rely almost entirely on imports.
If this enameling machine can really be made, Zhao Daxing thinks he can sell at least one or two of them, right?
"Their set costs 1 million US dollars. For ours, 100,000 US dollars should not be too much, right?" Zhao Daxing said.
"Come on!" Song Xilai said anxiously, "Shut your bloody mouth!"
He turned to Cheng Hui and said, "Make us 10 machines like this, and we will give you all the waste for the next 20 years!"
Cheng Hui shook her head. She wouldn't even stay here for 2 years, so what did what happened 20 years later have to do with her?
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