Chapter 609 Market Planning shuhaige.net



Wan Feng only knew that the clothing industry was the most popular industry during the reform and opening up period, but as a man, he didn't know much about this thing in his previous life. Now, his entire understanding of clothing is just about wearing it, and it is already a great thing that he can remember some clothing styles from his previous life.

Even though he can draw clothing patterns, he really can't cut them out if you ask him to.

How can we speed up production without increasing manpower?

This is a very tricky problem.

Wan Feng scratched his head: "Let me think about it."

He had been walking around outside non-stop for a while, which made him a little tired physically and mentally. He lay on the kang and thought for a while before falling asleep with heavy eyelids.

He was in a daze all the time and didn't even notice his uncle calling him for dinner.

Early the next morning, Wan Feng had breakfast and left home and walked towards the team headquarters. After he had recovered from his fatigue, he wanted to learn about the situation in the depression over the past half month.

There are not as many people at the market as there were before the New Year.

This is normal. After all, it is mid-March and farmers have started farming, so there are fewer people wandering around the streets.

There were fewer people strolling on the street, but Wan Feng quickly discovered that there seemed to be more vendors selling things here.

However, Wan Feng didn't pay attention to what they were selling, but walked through the market and came to the construction site of the dormitory building.

I chatted with Yu Jiadong on the construction site and learned about his work plan in detail.

It is also a three-story building with a total construction area of ​​more than 2,000 square meters. The project is expected to be completed in October.

At that time, a project of more than 2,000 square meters was considered a large project, otherwise Yizhong would not have allocated people to get involved in this mess.

After learning about the situation of the dormitory building, Wan Feng arrived at the team headquarters and saw several trucks with trailers parked in front of the machinery factory.

Needless to say, these are all Sutun Lailai tractors.

Wan Feng turned around the team headquarters and saw only the old accountant in the office, wearing reading glasses and busy with something.

Seeing Wan Feng coming in, the old accountant looked at Wan Feng with a smile.

"Is the kid back?"

"I'm back, where's the captain?"

"Probably in the machinery factory. He's been there these days."

"Is there anything going on in the team? If it's good, tell me. If it's bad, don't talk about it."

The old accountant opened a drawer and took out a thick file bag made of fine paper. "Yours."

"What the hell?"

"You'll know after you take a look."

Wan Feng took the file bag, pried open the bag with two fingers, and saw that there were several things that looked like certificates inside. He took one out and saw that it was the Yanwu tape recorder's inspection certificate, production license and registration certificate.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Hai even registered the trademark for him.

I just don’t know if after he registered Yanwu, the advertisement of “A Song of Love” will still be heard in China in the future?

This is a good thing.

"What about the two tape recorders that were sent in for testing?"

The old accountant shook his head: "I don't know, I didn't take it back."

Wan Feng didn't ask any more questions. He put the brown paper bag in his pocket and went to the machinery factory.

There were six trucks with trailers parked in front of the machinery factory, and two trucks were loading in the yard.

The idle drivers gathered in groups of two or three, standing or squatting, puffing away smoke and telling obscene jokes.

Eight trucks can only pull away sixteen tractors at a time. At this scale, it will take more than ten days to pull three hundred tractors a month.

Zhang Hai stood in the yard of the machinery factory with his hands behind his back, watching the workers load the tractor onto a truck.

"Do you think we should add another production line? The current output can only supply Sutun alone. Dongdan Agricultural Machinery Company and Anshan Agricultural Machinery Company have also come in the past two days, and they also want to buy our tractors."

Although Zhang Hai asked Wan Feng in an inquiring tone, he couldn't help but look proud on his face.

"You and Xiao Dexiang can handle it. Why are you asking me about this? I can't find anyone out of thin air."

The current engine production capacity can reach more than 600 units per month. Adding another assembly line is not a problem. It’s just a matter of recruiting more people.

It seems that we need to find experts to design a production line that is at least semi-mechanized, but are there such talents in the country now?

There is not much hope. Should we look for foreigners?

Forget it, I guess I can’t afford to hire foreigners right now. Since I can’t afford them, I can only make do with some traditional methods.

Since the production of tractors using assembly lines can nearly triple output, can this method also be used in clothing production?

For example, if we divide people into several groups, the first step is to sew the pieces, the second step is to add the sleeves, and so on. After four or five steps, a piece of clothing is produced. I wonder if this can speed up the production of clothing.

Let Luan Feng try it out. Even if it can't be tripled, at least doubled will be fine.

"Is the land in front of the door still being cultivated this year?"

Zhang Hai pointed to the land inside the market that stretched all the way to the brick factory and asked.

"Leave it empty. Maybe in the summer this land will be used to build some small houses or something, to serve as warehouses or shops for merchants."

It seems that the conditions are not yet ripe to build the kind of greenhouses with reinforced steel structures that we will see in the future, and it seems unrealistic to build a building either. How much investment would that require?

Wan Feng thought of the first generation of prefabricated houses made of cement boards that would appear in a few years.

That thing is low in cost and does not require much technical content. You can make some of it first as a transition, and then build greenhouses and buildings after a few years when conditions are ripe.

If we directly use the second generation of light steel color plate mobile houses, not only will the cost be high, but it also seems that it will not be easy to solve the problem of polyethylene foam sandwich composite panels.

Let’s use cement board first, it’s easier.

In the previous life, there was a man who made this kind of mobile houses in the Fangshen Brigade of the Warrior Commune. I think it was in the 1990s. Because he was one of the first to make this kind of mobile houses, he made more than one million in just two years. Because there were so many people asking for small amounts of money, he also hired seven or eight thugs as bodyguards. Whenever he walked on the street, he was surrounded by people and looked very impressive.

Let the brick and tile factory do this task. He will then write down the designs of these cement board mobile houses from his memory and let them experiment with the materials and make the molds so that they can be made.

Once these mobile homes are built, three streets can be built on this land in a north-south direction.

With these small houses used as warehouses or stores, manufacturers will move in. Can they then charge fees?

The name is of course the management fee, but how should the charging standard be determined?

For a small house, is it better to charge one hundred, two hundred, or five hundred yuan a year?

It seems to be a rather troublesome thing.

As for whether the market is legal or not, as long as a portion of the profits is handed over to the commune in proportion, they will not do anything.

Assuming that a small house here collects 100 yuan a year, and ten yuan is paid to the commune, that would be a lot, right?

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