Factory Director Li immediately became interested in this young man. He even wanted to open his own factory—what was he thinking?
"I'm sorry, factory manager, I haven't decided yet. But I am indeed interested in the two production lines at Factory No. 4." Xing Baohua didn't dare to say anything, afraid that this old fox would try to trick him.
In his previous life, although he held the title of vice president, he was actually the chief engineer.
Building relationships and dealing with various levels of affairs are the job of the chairman and general manager. He only needs a quiet environment to develop the product.
The current situation puts him in a very passive position. He doesn't have any good tricks to deal with the old fox, so he can only keep quiet.
"Fine, I don't want to talk about it. I really want to see what kind of trouble you're going to cause. No matter what you do, you're still a factory worker," said Factory Director Li.
Xing Baohua nodded in agreement. "What else can I do but collect my salary?"
"I'll say it again: the factory is short of foreign exchange. Since you can sell one set of loudspeakers, I believe you can sell two or three. Don't think I don't know you've been whispering with the foreigners. When there's business to be done, you think of the factory first. You're using your factory wages to do speculative things. You know the consequences yourself."
Upon hearing such harsh words, Xing Baohua realized that the factory manager was losing patience with him. When temptations failed, threats began.
Before Xing Baohua could even begin to retort, Factory Director Li quickly said, "Don't feel pressured. I can give you a deal. Don't you want to set up a factory? Don't you want a production line? You give me foreign exchange earnings, and I'll give you a production line?"
"Are you trying to tie me up?!"
"Would someone who dares to run their own factory be afraid? If you're capable, would you be afraid of a workshop foreman? If you can't even be a workshop foreman, how can you expect to be a factory manager? Tell me, which factory would hire you and what are their terms?"
“There’s no factory? I really am working on my own. I just want to build something. I want to break out of my comfort zone. Can a workshop foreman break out of his comfort zone? He’ll always be stuck in the machine factory,” Xing Baohua said with a sigh.
"Work for me for three years, and I'll let you go out and make your own way. The machinery factory will be your support. If you fail in the future, come back and work for me. My word is always my bond," Director Li said loudly.
“Are you really overestimating me? Why are you so sure I can generate foreign exchange for the factory? Besides, working for you for three years is too long. One year at most,” Xing Baohua said, sitting up straight.
"What can you do in a year? From product design to product finalization to sales, are you sure you can succeed? Are you sure you can earn foreign exchange all at once?" Factory Director Li glanced at Xing Baohua with disdain and said.
"What if I said I was confident? I could pledge my life to it." Xing Baohua was truly desperate. Three years of work would be such a waste of time!
Factory Director Li stared intently at Xing Baohua, remaining silent for a long time.
After a while, he said, "You should go back first."
"What?"
“Go back and write a plan, then submit it to me. There are plenty of people who talk big, but if you dare to generate foreign exchange in a year, then you must have something to show for it,” Director Li said, pointing at Xing Baohua.
The two men stared at each other for a moment, then Xing Baohua stood up and said, "Factory Manager, it's just one year. In this year, I'll give you what you want, but you have to give me what I want too. After the workshop is set up, I want the production line, even if it rusts away. I'm happy to see it. After all, it's already mine. This isn't just a verbal promise. I'm an honest person; I don't beat around the bush. Don't try to cheat me."
"Honest my ass, get out of here." After saying this, Director Li laughed.
As Xing Baohua reached the door, Director Li said, "Not bad, one department with two directors."
"Then I really have to thank you. Aren't you afraid of rumors saying I got the position through connections, and what I did to deserve being a workshop director? Aren't you afraid of losing an 8-cent stamp?" Xing Baohua turned to Director Li as he reached the door.
"How can someone who's afraid of everything be a good factory manager? Bring me your plan. I'll give you three days." Factory Manager Li held up three fingers.
Xing Baohua passed by Su Ya's door again, saw her busy, gave her a look, and left. Su Ya hurriedly put down her things, walked to the door, and was already watching him go upstairs.
Xing Baohua walked out of the factory with a heavy heart. To be honest, he realized as soon as he stepped outside that the old fox was cunning; Director Li had trapped him, and he'd willingly walked right into it.
It's still baffling when I think about it now.
Looking back, he felt suppressed throughout the process, which might be due to a lack of experience, but there was nothing he could do but compromise.
He wanted to start his own private factory, which seemed simple, but it was really difficult in this day and age. He wasn't good at dealing with people from all walks of life.
Ah, the planned economy era! Could you get approval without connections? Who would stamp your application without connections? And if you lacked funds, even if you took out a loan, who would guarantee it?
Xing Baohua only realized the difficulty of his path after making bold pronouncements.
The plan was beautiful, but reality was harsh. At least he and Factory Director Li had made a deal. Building a factory takes time. Site, factory buildings, warehouses. How much money you have determines how much you can build.
A year is neither a long nor a short time. Both sides can develop simultaneously; one person steps down while the other takes office.
Moreover, I can write a lot in a year, and the project has started in the United States, so I can also make some money.
It's really frustrating to be completely dominated like this!
Back at the shop, Xu Shuai saw that he looked unhappy. He went up to him and asked, "What's wrong? Did the factory manager give you a hard time?"
"More or less."
"What's wrong?" Xu Shuai asked curiously.
“He offered me the job of workshop director, but I refused,” Xing Baohua said.
Liu Quan, who was drinking water on the side, spat it out upon hearing this and stared at Xing Baohua with wide eyes.
"You're just bragging! Look at you, so confident, a workshop director? Do you know how many years your dad worked to become a workshop director?" Xu Shuai shook his head, uninterested in Xing Baohua's boasting.
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