Pirated tapes appeared seven or eight years earlier, and this contracting business appeared three years earlier.
"The higher-ups want to run a pilot project, and our commune has a quota, but no brigade or team dares to do it. Should we take on this task?"
During the meeting, after the brigade secretary conveyed the spirit, Zhang Hai thought of Wan Feng's contracting out of the land a few months ago. He also wanted to do it at that time, but hesitated again and again and did not dare to do it.
Now that the higher-ups have such an attitude, he feels that this seems to be a way forward, but he doesn't dare to make the decision himself and urgently needs Wan Feng to give him advice.
Even though he often calls Wan Feng a dick, he never treats Wan Feng as a child in his heart. Now if this guy marries a wife, he will not doubt at all that Wan Feng can have a child.
"Why not? Not only must you accept it, but you must also act with unwavering determination to secure it. If you secure this mission, the position of Secretary of the Jiangwei Brigade won't be far behind you."
"But no one competes with me."
"That's even better. Do you know what benefits you will get if you complete this task well? Even the preferential treatment given by the state is enough to allow future generations to enter health directly."
Wan Feng still remembers how much support the village X received from the country.
Zhang Hai was skeptical: "Is it really that powerful?"
"Listen to me, fight for this pilot project and try to contract all the land before next spring. This will free up a lot of manpower to focus on your side business. Before long, you'll find that everything you do will go smoothly."
"Okay! Anyway, I understand it. If you point to something good, it won't be wrong. I will go to the team tomorrow, and we will take over this pilot project." Zhang Hai made up his mind.
After finishing speaking, Zhang Hai was about to leave, but was stopped by Wan Feng.
"Do you remember the time when yours and I each dug up four thousand kilograms of corn in an hour?"
"You're not kidding?"
"You're kidding me, give me five hundred bucks and I'll build you a machine like this."
"So expensive?" Zhang Hai exclaimed.
"This is just a preliminary budget, and it's for a small model. If I were to make a large one, five hundred dollars wouldn't even buy me enough leftovers."
"Although we have some money now, aren't you saving it for future dividends?"
"It's still early for the Lunar New Year, and we might even make our money back by then. This is just the initial research budget. Once successful, the cost might go down."
Of course the cost will come down. Wan Feng wants so much money for other purposes. It is better not to order now so that he can get some profits like the members of Wahou Society after the product is formed and mass-produced.
Zhang Hai took a deep puff of his cigarette and threw the butt away.
“But this is too expensive!”
"Don't just focus on the money. Anything that liberates labor will have painful birth pangs. You have to look at how much labor it can liberate and how much work it can do. One hour of it can do the work of 20 people, right?"
"almost."
"Then you can't calculate how much labor value can be created by employing these twenty people in the brick factory?"
Zhang Hai was silent for a moment, then seemed to have made up his mind and said, "Eight hundred yuan for two machines, and don't even think about paying a penny more."
He can make two machines for 800 yuan, and at least 500 yuan will be left over, which means the money he spent on the electronic watches will be out.
"Uncle Zhang Hai, you don't know how to calculate the account. You should support me strongly now and give me more money to allow me to do research instead of bargaining with me. This is called scientific research funding."
"What do you mean?"
"Think about it, if I develop this thing and you provide the research funding, then the ownership will belong to me if it succeeds. If it works, will other teams buy it? Will other brigades buy it? What about the whole county? What about the whole country?"
"Go down."
"Let's open a machinery factory in Wahou and produce this kind of product. How much money can you make if you sell it nationwide? Let's say you only make 100 yuan per unit. If we can produce 1,800 units a year, how much will we make?"
"Wait a minute, opening a machinery factory? Isn't that a bit too big a step?"
"Big? Not really. The designer has already given us instructions, so why should we be afraid?"
“Who is the designer?”
This Wan Feng can’t do that.
"You've painted a great pie, but what if it doesn't work?"
"That depends on whether you trust me. Even if it doesn't work, you'll only lose 1,500 to 1,600 yuan in research funding. We can research something else. If one succeeds, we'll make a profit."
"You still have failures? I'm going to... What! You want a few hundred dollars in funding? No, no! The team can only give a little over a thousand, not a cent."
One thousand is enough, I didn't plan to ask for more.
"How long will it take you to figure it out?"
"As soon as your corn enters the yard, my machine will start working."
"Deal, go to the accountant tomorrow to get the money. I'm leaving now."
Zhang Hai stood up and left.
Now that the team has approved the money, the corn peeling machine should be put on the agenda. Wan Feng plans to spend 300 yuan to build the two machines first.
I'll take a leave tomorrow afternoon and go to Gushan Machinery Factory.
After making up his mind, Wan Feng returned to Luan Feng's house.
These guys who used to listen to music finally went to work, and they had a lot of fun listening to music while working.
There are huge benefits to listening to some lively music while working. It will make people work happily both physically and mentally, and fatigue will be diluted or even disappear by the music.
Zhu Yan, Jiang Xue and Luan Feng's main project is still trouser cutting. The three of them provide sewing for eight or nine sewing machines, and the labor intensity is quite high.
The demand for pants now exceeds the supply, so even if they make 200 pairs, they can still sell them.
Xin Li has complained that there are too few products and hopes that they can supply at least 100 or more.
This is simply impossible. Now, except for Jiang Min's machine which is not sewing pants, the other four sewing machines in Luan Feng's house and the five production points outside are all running at full capacity to make pants.
In this way, only about eighty can be produced.
Despite this, Wan Feng only asked about the storage of the cloth and did not ask about other matters.
He is now only responsible for the macro-control of this stall. As for the micro-aspects such as production and sales, they have all been handed over to Luan Feng since he started school.
His only clothing-related suggestion was to increase the size of the pants a little at the hips and loosen the hems a little more.
With the successful launch of the first batch of trousers, he believed that there would be no waves when this batch of trousers with new standards entered the market.
He doesn't care about anything else. He has a lot of things to do in the future and can't take care of everything.
He believed that Luan Feng could manage it well.
Don't look at this guy who seems careless on weekdays, but he can still rush forward at the critical moment.
Since Luan Feng was able to rush forward, he naturally let go.
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