In 1980, the main streets in Hongya County had been paved. Although they were a bit bumpy, the hardness was still acceptable.
This time the cement tiles finally broke into pieces on the asphalt road, but they did not shatter into pieces as Zhou Bingde had expected. Instead, only two cracks appeared.
Apart from these two cracks, the tiles are relatively intact.
"interesting!"
Zhou Bingde picked up the tile and broke it, then he saw a thin iron wire inside the crack of the tile.
“No wonder it’s so strong.”
"This is a special steel wire tile we produce, but the cost of this type of tile is more expensive than ordinary tiles, one cent more expensive."
Zhou Bingde threw the broken tiles to the side of the road: "Since the road is expensive, let's talk about the price of these tiles."
"There are two types of cement tiles produced by our brick and tile factory. Ordinary tiles are 8 cents each, steel wire tiles are 9 cents each, and ridge tiles are 6 cents each. Don't be fooled by the high prices, but the cost per square meter is almost the same as butterfly tiles."
"I understand this. I'm quite satisfied with your tiles. I want them!"
After hearing this, Wan Feng finally felt relieved. No matter what, he had finally sold a product, so his trip today was not in vain.
"Our company is currently building a factory building for the plumbing equipment factory, a dormitory for the motor factory, and several other factories. The roof area is probably big enough to accommodate Lao Zhang! Call Liu over."
The old night watchman went into the yard happily.
"The tiles are fine now, let's take a look at your bricks."
Zhou Bingde just glanced at the red bricks that Wan Feng brought, touched them with his hand, and threw them aside without paying any more attention to them. Instead, he showed enough interest in Wan Feng's cement brick.
Cement bricks are definitely a new thing to Zhou Bingde.
"How many bricks can your brick factory produce in a month?"
"Red bricks cost 60,000, cement bricks are more or less expensive. If everything we need can be supplied, producing 150,000 a month won't be a problem."
This is just bragging.
"Only that many red bricks are produced in a month? Do you know how many red bricks the Gaoyang Brick Factory produces in a month?"
"This is incomparable. Our brick kiln only has six holes, and 60,000 is the limit."
Zhou Bingde thought for a moment and said, "It's only 60,000 bricks a month anyway. As long as the quality is acceptable, bring them all over. I want to see what this cement brick is like first."
Wan Feng was overjoyed. He sold another item and it was considered reimbursed. He didn't expect Zhou Bingde to be so generous.
"Thank you so much, Uncle Zhou. You've really helped our factory a lot."
"Tsk! I'm not helping you. I'm afraid that if I don't buy your products, my old man will come to buy melons from you and you slander him in front of him. He will beat me up."
"Ah! The old man is so powerful?" Wan Feng really didn't think about it in this way.
Zhou Bingde was still apprehensive: "Don't ask that question. Liu, come and calculate the total roof area of our projects."
The girl named Liu was of ordinary appearance. She wore a pair of glasses and walked over slowly with a thick account book in her hand.
"Director! The total roof area of these projects we've built is over 23,000 square meters."
“How many square meters do you need to consider the tiles?”
Liu flipped through the notebook in his hand again: "More than 17,000 square meters."
"Okay, go back."
After Liu left, Zhou Bingde turned to Wan Feng and said, "I heard you, son. Can you calculate how many tiles are needed for 17,000 square meters? Can your factory produce them?"
One square meter requires nine flat tiles, so 17,000 square meters requires... 150,000 tiles!
Wan Feng was dumbfounded. Even if his uncle worked himself to death, he couldn't produce so many tiles.
There are more than 20 people in their cement tile group, divided into mixing, tile making, and transportation. They can only produce 200 tiles at a time because they only have 200 sets of molds.
Moreover, after these molds are glued with cement, they need to harden for at least 24 hours before they can be separated from the tiles and enter the second cycle.
Damn, we didn't make enough molds. We should have made a thousand sets at once last time. I'm so dumbfounded this time.
I'll ask Xiao Dexiang to make the mold as soon as I get back, and the minimum output must be one thousand pieces.
But even so, it is impossible to produce it. We can only produce 30,000 pieces a month, and the task is to produce 150,000 pieces!
“Is there a time limit?”
"We can't go past November because the weather in Shangwa will be too affected by the cold weather."
It is now mid-July and there are only more than four months until the end of November. They simply cannot produce fifteen tiles.
Wan Feng sighed, "We can't produce 150,000 tiles. We can only produce 100,000."
One hundred thousand pieces is just Wan Feng's boasting. They simply cannot produce this number.
Occupy first and then.
"One hundred thousand is fine!"
In order to avoid any further complications, Wan Feng directly proposed signing a contract at a restaurant called Sijixiang on this street.
Party A's representative is Zhou Bingde, a secretary-like role in First Construction, and another person who might be the deputy director or something. Judging from the fact that Zhou Bingde directly agreed to sign the contract, Zhou Bingde is still very powerful in First Construction, and there is no need to hold a meeting to discuss anything.
The representative responsible for signing on Party B's side is Xia Qiulong, and Wan Feng is his assistant.
The reason why Wan Feng asked Xia Qiulong to be the representative of Party B was that if any disputes arose in the future, Xia Qiulong's power was far greater than his, and it would be much more useful for Xia Qiulong to come forward than for him to come forward in Hongya.
Even if it means using Xia Qiulong as a gun.
Of course, it was not in vain. Although the contract today was negotiated by Wan Feng, the agreement between him and Xia Qiulong still counts. Xia Qiulong and his team will get a share of 2 cents for every brick and tile sold.
Wan Feng ordered ten main dishes. With three people on his side and three on the other side, they couldn't finish all ten dishes.
The next step was to draft the price and the agreement. The contracts were negotiated one by one while drinking and the two parties soon signed the draft contract.
The contract stipulated that the Wahou Brick and Tile Factory would supply 50,000 red bricks per month, calculated at a rate of 3.8 cents per brick, regardless of grade, including shipping. The monthly supply of cement tiles, including some steel tiles, would be a minimum of 20,000, with a shipping fee of 9 cents per tile. The factory would be responsible for delivering the tiles to their destination, and the construction company would settle the bill monthly. The factory was responsible for ensuring both the quantity and quality of the products.
Finally, there is the compensation provision if the contract cannot be fulfilled.
Wan Feng insisted on doing all of this. Although the domestic contract system was still blank at that time and not necessarily had any legal effect, having it in black and white provided proof if anything went wrong.
As for the delivery time, it can be delivered anytime between 7am and 5pm.
Although this contract seemed very sloppy compared to later contracts, it was considered a formal contract in 1980, and both parties to the contract had basic guarantees.
The contract was signed and the wine was almost finished. After Wan Feng paid the bill, the two sides shook hands and said goodbye in a friendly atmosphere.
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