His impression of the Spring Festival in 1982 in Wanfeng was dull and peaceful. It didn't seem as exciting as last year's Spring Festival, so naturally nothing left a deep impression on him.
Perhaps the only thing that left an impression was that he gave Luan Feng a red envelope of one thousand yuan, and Luan Feng gave him ten yuan.
When he thought of this, he would curse in his heart: Damn it!
Speaking of red envelopes, all the children in the village know that if they ask Wan Feng for a happy new year on the first day of the new year, they will get a red envelope. Last year, the red envelope contained one or two plates of small firecrackers.
So whenever Wan Feng went out, a large group of boys and girls would surround him and greet him after the New Year.
So Wan Feng took out a large stack of red envelopes from his pocket and gave one to each person.
When these children received the red envelopes, they sensitively discovered that this year's red envelopes were significantly different from last year's. There was no small whip inside, but instead a red female tractor driver's note.
After calculating with their first or second grade education level, they concluded that this small whip was worth much more money than last year's small whip, because a plate of small whip with 100 heads was ten cents this year, and this dollar could buy many plates of small whip with 100 heads.
Then the children cheered loudly.
Some cunning kids might think that Wan Feng couldn't remember who was who, so after getting a red envelope, they would turn around and go to Wan Feng to wish him a happy new year in the hope of getting another red envelope. Unfortunately, this guy has a very good memory, and the guy who wanted to take advantage of the situation would be caught in a trap.
These guys used this trick last year, and they're doing it again this year. Do they really think I'm an idiot? If you want to take advantage, you have to be creative. If you don't have creativity, you won't get any advantage.
Wan Feng had prepared several kinds of red envelopes, of course one dollar was the smallest denomination.
The red envelope with the largest denomination was one hundred yuan, which was given to Luan Feng’s father and mother.
Wan Feng gave out 1,200 yuan to the three people in her family and got a ten-yuan note in return.
There is also a red envelope with a face value of ten yuan, which is given to workers in garment factories. Of course, when meeting them, people would wish them a happy New Year and good fortune in the coming year.
If you don't tell me, you can only get a five-yuan red envelope.
In fact, these five-yuan red envelopes were prepared for some old men and women in the village.
Every time Wan Feng visits a family with elderly people, he gives them a red envelope of five yuan.
This Chinese New Year he gave out more than 2,000 yuan in red envelopes.
Wan Feng thinks it is worth it to spend this little money to buy a happy home.
Chinese New Year is a time for both adults and children to eat and have fun, so time flies by very quickly, and in the blink of an eye it is already the eighth day of the New Year.
On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Wahou is very lively, and almost all businesses are open on this day.
Almost all the young men in the depression gathered in the team headquarters. The men held cigarettes and lit firecrackers, while the girls covered their ears with a look of wanting to see but also of fear, and screamed from time to time.
The machinery factory and the rubber shoe factory set off a lot of firecrackers. The yangko team formed by Xiaoshutun took advantage of this opportunity to join in the fun and was rewarded with 100 yuan by Zhang Hai.
After the firecrackers, all units officially returned to work and everything returned to normal order.
Wan Feng also left the depression that day and met up with Xiao Dexiang at Gushan, and together they boarded a bus to Dongdan.
They were naturally there to solve the crankshaft problem.
Factory 518 has now been renamed Dongdan Crankshaft Factory and has officially switched to producing crankshafts of various specifications and types.
Wan Feng and Xiao Dexiang found Na Hong after arriving here.
The crankshaft problem was solved very smoothly. The 195 model crankshaft is a product of their factory. Moreover, their factory is now on the path of a planned economy that is no longer a pure one. Some of its products are allowed to find their own way out, which completely solved the problem of the Wahou Machinery Factory.
Moreover, the factory has stock now and can ship at any time.
Wan Feng placed an order for one thousand crankshafts on the spot.
Although the crankshaft problem was solved, the plan to find talents was not realized. In the early days of reform and opening up, the northerners still had a strong concept of sticking to their homeland, and no one was willing to leave their hometown to start a business in other places.
The crankshaft was loaded and shipped on the same day. Xiao Dexiang took the crankshaft factory's car back to Hongya first, while Wan Feng went to the tire factory.
The tractor tire factory was able to barely survive thanks to the order from the Wahou Machinery Factory. In addition, it also opened up some new channels and finally managed to maintain its existence. Now it can barely pay wages.
When Wei Chunguang learned that Wan Feng had arrived, he actually went to the gate to greet him in person.
"I heard the magpie's call this morning, and sure enough, the distinguished guest arrived to welcome me."
The magpie is chirping now because it is hungry. What does it have to do with me?
"Director Wei, how is your factory doing now?"
"Alas! It's hard to explain. Besides supplying your products, we've also found some sales channels, but the sales we've made are barely enough to keep us alive. We can't eat enough, we can't wear enough clothes, we can't go up, and we can't go down."
The tires that match the production of more than 100 tractors a month at the Wahou Machinery Factory can bring them 30,000 yuan in sales. Adding the sales channels they find themselves, the monthly sales are only 40,000 to 50,000 yuan. It is good if they can make a quarter of the profit from the 40,000 to 50,000 yuan in sales. For a factory with 200 to 300 people, this amount of money is really a drop in the bucket and can barely pay the basic salary.
“Lenin said it well: There will be bread. Be confident about tomorrow, and everything will be fine.”
"Brother Wan, did you bring us any good news when you came to our factory?"
"What do you think?"
"Your words make me feel like a spring breeze. I had a dream yesterday that our factory's performance has improved significantly compared to last year. I think it's possible to achieve this."
This person is obsessed with the profitability of the company.
Wei Chunguang invited Wan Feng to his office and poured him a cup of hot tea.
"Our factory is expanding its production this year. For now, we'll triple our production capacity compared to last year. By summer, we might need to increase it sixfold or even tenfold. You must be prepared and ensure our supply."
Wei Chunguang was overjoyed. The tractor factory now needed about 30,000 yuan worth of tires a month. If the sales volume was tripled, it would be close to 100,000 yuan. The sales volume of more than one million yuan a year would ensure that their small factory would survive well.
This is only three times the output. What if it were to increase tenfold? That would mean a turnover of over three million per year!
I guess their factory is well-off.
"That's not the main point. We may also launch another model. This is the tire specification I need. Just make me a sample first. I think we'll have a final product for this model around May Day."
Wan Feng took out a drawing and handed it to Wei Chunguang.
Wei Chunguang glanced at the drawings.
A tire with a size between 4.00 and 4.50.
"How many tires of this type can be produced if they are put into use?"
Wan Feng thought for a moment and said, "I can only make a rough estimate now. If the product is very popular, the annual usage will be no less than 5,000."
Wei Chunguang took a deep breath, and his eyes shone brightly.
This guy is a magpie!
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