"Brother Jiang, are you interested in contracting the diesel engine factory?"
Wan Feng's question left Jiang Hongguo confused for a long time: "Are you saying that I should contract the diesel engine factory?"
"Although you retired due to illness, you are a veteran employee of the diesel engine factory. You are qualified to contract the business. Moreover, as a disabled person, you are even more qualified to contract the diesel engine factory."
Jiang Hongguo scratched his head: "I don't think I can take on the contract."
"Is he contracting it out publicly? If it's an open and fair bidding process, you'll definitely get the contract. Now, use your connections to find out some contract terms, and we'll do some analysis."
"Brother, what would I do if I took over the contract?"
"Look at the question you're asking. Of course, a diesel engine factory manufactures diesel engines. It's not cut out to process flour. Don't worry! If you take on the contract, there's plenty of work for you. Besides the orders from the diesel engine factory itself, once the market opens up, we might need tens of thousands of diesel engines a year, which will keep you busy. In the future, there will be 480 and 485 series engines to be produced. I can guarantee that we'll have an ample supply within ten years. Ten years later, we might even have large diesel engines starting with 6 and 8 on the market. I guarantee that this will be a hundred times better than your current small wheelchair factory."
This is much better than his current production of 320 wheelchairs a year.
Jiang Hongguo was tempted: "Then I'll go to Diesel Engine and ask around."
While Jiang Hongguo went to the diesel engine to inquire about the news, Wan Feng came to Zhou Bingde's house to visit his godmother Bai Liyun.
He wanted to find out some things through Bai Liyun.
Huaer happened to be at home, looking listless, as if she had irregular menstruation.
"Sister Huaer, I haven't seen you in Wahou for a long time. What are you doing now?"
This year, Wan Feng really didn't see Sister Huaer in Wahou, but the sales point of their factory is still there.
"Just sit at home."
"Why don't you go to work? Did you quit your job?"
"Suspended without pay."
"Sit at home on unpaid leave and eat up all the savings?"
"What should I do if I don't just sit and eat up all the money I have saved? You still want me to go back and earn those few dozen yuan a month. Do you think this is possible?" Huaer said angrily.
"Xiao Wan, tell me, this damn girl has been in your Wahou for over a year, and she's become wild. She's not satisfied with a salary of a few dozen yuan a month, so why would she want to start a sock factory? You're a girl, you're supposed to find a husband and get married in two years, so why would you run a business?"
Wan Feng understood. Sister Huaer had been in the Wahou Market for nearly two years. She was used to seeing the merchants in the market earning thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan a year. Naturally, she looked down on the factory wages of only five or six hundred yuan a year.
It's like a besieged city, people inside want to get out, and people outside want to get in.
Although the current income of self-employed individuals cannot be compared with that of factory workers, there are still many self-employed individuals who still hope to work in state-owned factories.
In 1985, many people had this idea. Of course, by the end of the 1980s, there were fewer people who had this idea, and in the 1990s, they almost disappeared.
"Sister Huaer, since you want to open a sock factory, do you have any plans and measures? For example, are you going to use a cotton sock machine or a thin sock machine?"
"Of course, I'll use the thin sock machine. I want to specialize in making women's socks."
“Can I buy the equipment?”
Xiaobeihe in Liaoyang is the earliest place in the north to produce socks, and every household in the entire Xiaobeihe village makes socks.
In his previous life, Wan Feng did business for several years between 1996 and 2000. He had been to Xiaobei River to pick up goods, but he didn't know what Xiaobei River looked like in 1985.
"You can buy it, but a set of machines costs tens of thousands."
"Sister Hua'er, I have an idea for you. You have an advantage. You can outsource some of your factory's work, like spinning and shaping loops, to a sock factory. This way, you'll save a lot of equipment and time. Just make one type of socks: women's pantyhose and tube socks. Once you've mastered these two and have the capital, you can move on to other things."
"Pantyhose and tube socks?" Huaer scratched her head, as if she had never seen them before.
"Pantyhose are socks that look like pants, mainly worn by women in the summer. However, they are quite expensive to make, and people may not be very receptive to them in the early stages. You can start by making over-the-knee socks, which are the kind of socks that women wear over their thighs when wearing skirts in the summer. As for tube socks, they are pairs of socks without heels, like a tube."
Tube socks first appeared on the market in 1994 and became popular around 1996.
Wan Feng sold this kind of socks at that time. The pick-up price in Xiliu Market was 55 to 60 cents a pair, and he sold them for one yuan in the market. He once sold about 500 pairs a day.
"Can socks without heels be sold?" As a worker in a sock factory, Huaer had never heard of socks without heels.
"Your main product right now is over-the-knee socks, the kind that are flesh-colored. They must be of excellent quality. You can also produce a small amount of pantyhose and tube socks in between, and see how they sell. If they do, you can shift your focus to tube socks. After all, tube socks are low-cost and can be produced in large quantities. Money for the equipment isn't a problem; I can lend it to you. Go ahead and do it. If you don't do a good job, you'll lose money!"
Bai Liyun was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. If she didn't do her job well, she wouldn't have to pay for it. What was the point of paying for it?
"Son, aren't you trying to seduce your sister?"
"Godmother, if you're not a little bold and adventurous when you're young, will you still have opportunities in the future? Don't listen to me, sister. Go get the equipment. When you're done, come to me. The factory can be located in Jiangwei. When the products are ready, take them directly to the market for wholesale. What if the business becomes successful?"
"Then I'll arrange it now." The flower flew away like a butterfly.
Bai Liyun rolled her eyes at Wan Feng: "Why would your sister listen to you?"
"Haha, I'm a capable person, of course she will listen to me. If I were a loser, she wouldn't even pay attention to me."
"You are the only one who can do this. Why are you telling me?"
"I'd like to ask, who is in charge of industry in the county now?"
"My surname is Liang. I think I've lived in your commune before."
Liang Hongying's father or her uncle? What was his name? Wan Feng really didn't remember Secretary Liang's previous name.
It turns out he is in charge, so this matter is much easier to handle.
"Why do you ask that?"
"I heard the county diesel engine factory wants to take over the contract."
"You want to take it?"
Wan Feng shook his head: "I'm not qualified, but someone else is, and I want him to take the contract."
"Then do you need your godmother to help you move around?"
"No, I have my own people."
When Secretary Liang was in the Yongshi Commune, Zhang Hai had a close relationship with him, so it would be easier to handle the matter if Zhang Hai came forward.
We are not going to use any backdoors. As long as Secretary Liang can come forward and preside over it fairly and impartially, Wan Feng does not think that Jiang Hongguo will not be able to contract the diesel engine factory.
Isn’t it just paying rent? Zhai Xingguo paid 100,000, and I will ask Jiang Hongguo to pay 150,000. I don’t believe that I can’t defeat Zhai Xingguo.
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