Chapter 275 Captain Song, please act out a play with me

Old Zhang took the cigarette that Bai Wei handed to him and put it to his ear.

"Just now I saw so many people at the factory gate, looking like they were going to fight. What's going on?"

Looking at Bai Wei's gossipy look, Old Zhang smiled.

"Ah, what could it be? It's just that the head of the sales department, Zhu Wanjun, had a disagreement with the workshop director and had a fight. I heard that there was a problem with the equipment in the workshop and production had to be stopped. But we all know in our hearts that the cigarettes in our factory can't be sold at all! The sales department is looking for an excuse to cause trouble for the workshop!"

Old Zhang shook his head as he spoke.

"Can't sell? How come?"

As soon as Bai Wei asked this question, Old Zhang withdrew his hands.

"Then I can't explain it clearly."

Seeing that Old Zhang looked unwilling to speak, Bai Wei handed him the whole pack of cigarettes.

"Old comrade, I'll tell you the truth. My family has some connection with Director Wang. We originally wanted to arrange for someone in our family to work in the factory, but when we came here and saw how chaotic things were, we wanted to find out more..."

Bai Wei handed the cigarette to Old Zhang.

Looking at the pack of cigarettes, Old Zhang's eyes narrowed into a line due to his smile. He immediately took the cigarettes, put them in his pocket, and pulled Bai Wei to the guard room.

"Young comrade, I advise you not to come to the tobacco factory! The efficiency of our tobacco factory is getting worse year by year. Now we can't even sell the tobacco. If you spend money, you may not even get paid. There is no need, really no need."

This pack of cigarettes really opened up Old Zhang's mouth. He waved his hands and frowned.

Bai Wei listened to what Old Zhang said and it was pretty much what she expected.

"But I think this Yunsha cigarette is pretty good. Why can't it be sold?"

"The smoke in our factory is really amazing!"

Old Zhang took the cigarette off his ear, took out a match, lit it, and took a deep puff.

"We can't even afford Yunsha cigarettes. The cigarettes in the supply and marketing cooperative are only 18 cents a pack!"

When Old Zhang thought about the price of Yunsha cigarettes, his brows furrowed.

He sighed after a sound of "tut".

"It's not that our cigarettes are bad. Everyone who smokes Yunsha cigarettes will say they are good. But the cost of this factory is high, so the price can't be lowered. Who can afford to buy cigarettes at such a high price these days? If there is no sales channel, how can the benefits be good?"

Looking at Old Zhang's frowning face, Bai Wei could tell that the tobacco factory was probably having a hard time right now.

"Besides Yunsha cigarettes, what other cigarettes does our tobacco factory have?"

Bai Wei asked this because she wanted to know whether this Hongta Tobacco Factory was the one she remembered.

"Of course."

Old Zhang then listed all the cigarettes produced by the Hongta Tobacco Factory, but after listening for a long time, Bai Wei did not hear the familiar name, Hongtashan.

It seems... this tobacco factory is not the one she remembers.

"Hey, young comrade, I'm also advising you not to bring your family members into this tobacco factory. We've all heard that our tobacco factory may not last more than three months."

Old man Zhang was smoking a cigarette with a sad look on his face.

He was also worried that if the tobacco factory really went bankrupt, his job would be gone too.

"Then Director Xun, didn't he come up with a solution for the factory?"

Bai Wei wanted to find out more about Xun Lifeng.

"Director Xun, he is a hard-working man who keeps saying that the factory needs reform. But there are cliques in the factory. Look at the people in the workshop and the sales department. These two factions are at odds with each other. It is extremely difficult to reform. I am watching Director Xun's hair turning white day by day. What can we do? There is no way!"

Old Zhang's head was shaking like a wave drum, and it seemed that he was really helpless.

"Okay, thank you. I understand now."

Bai Wei nodded, said a few words of thanks to Old Zhang, and was about to leave with Song Qinian in his arms.

"Young comrade, if you really want to use connections to get into a factory, you might as well go to the steel mill. The treatment there is much better than in our tobacco factory."

Old man Zhang took a pack of cigarettes from Bai Wei, but he also thought that he shouldn't take it for free.

He also pointed out a good place for Bai Wei.

But Bai Wei is not interested in the steel mill, her target is the tobacco factory!

"Okay, thank you."

Bai Wei waved and left with Song Qinian.

She glanced at the tobacco factory, thought for a while, and then pulled Song Qinian into the car.

"It looks like the tobacco factory has some serious problems. Can you still harvest the tobacco seeds you planted?"

Song Qinian had not said a word until now, just listening quietly to Bai Wei spying on military intelligence.

He didn't say this until he got in the car.

Unexpectedly, Bai Wei smiled mysteriously, "If there is a problem, then solve it! Let's withdraw today, and come to the tobacco factory again tomorrow!"

"Are you still coming? Don't you want to see Wang Yingcai anymore?"

Song Qinian asked curiously, looking at Bai Wei's confident look, it seemed that she had already made up her mind.

"No need to look for it, but tomorrow, I'll have to trouble Captain Song to condescend and perform a play with me!"

Acting?

Song Qinian stared at Bai Wei blankly. What was he trying to do?