"Even small companies can cooperate with large factories. If a large factory can't complete an order, it can be handed over to a small factory. There are many ways to cooperate."
After hearing this, everyone around was still in shock. This... this was indeed something that some rebellious young man from Hongyun came up with!
Small street factories? This seems to be just like those small individual businesses that are emerging nowadays, nonsense.
Of course, in addition to these people who questioned it, there were many people who were caught up in the consideration.
After all, the fact that so many educated youth were unable to find jobs after returning to the city had become a problem that everyone had to consider.
"I think it's feasible. After all, our factory has a heavy workload, so we can allocate some of it. This will not only solve the factory's heavy workload, but also solve the problem of unemployed young people. How great! Comrade, your suggestion is good, and our factory supports it!"
"Support what? What if the production doesn't meet the standards? Isn't that sabotage?"
The two sides started arguing, some agreed and some disagreed.
Li Zhiyong spoke again and talked at length about the current situation in the provincial capital, and finally voted to pass the proposal.
Next, everyone voted and discussed several solutions.
In this way, the meeting continued until the afternoon and then ended.
Afterwards, we all went to the cafeteria to eat together.
Zhang Xingrong got her lunch and couldn't wait to take out the steamed buns and pickles that Sister Lin had made to eat together. They had been told that they could eat during the break, but there was no time at all!
"Your pickles smell delicious. Comrade Zhang Xingrong, it's better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone!" Xiao Jianming came over happily with a lunch box, followed by Huang Renan.
"You are the only ones with a sharp nose!" Zhang Xingrong was helpless. This pickle was made by Mrs. Lin last time using the vegetables from the family compound, and it tasted really good.
Now everyone at home likes to use this to eat porridge, and both the old men and the old ladies like it.
The three of them shared the pickles, and the rice was really delicious!
"Hey, I was wondering where the delicious food was, and it turned out to be here!"
The three looked up and saw the clerk coming over with a few others. They were all smiling and looked like kind elders.
"Look, our young comrades are smart, frugal, and can even bring their own food. They're better than us old comrades!"
Zhang Xingrong blushed at the compliment. She wasn't being frugal, she was just afraid of going hungry. But how could she explain this beautiful misunderstanding?
In the end, I had no choice but to invite everyone to eat together.
Fortunately, Mrs. Lin gave her a lunch box, which was enough for her!
"Comrade Zhang Xingrong, your factory has employed a thousand people in less than a year. That's great progress!" Li Zhi smiled.
Zhang Xingrong quickly said modestly: "It's all thanks to the hard work of the villagers. Without the efforts of the villagers, there would be no good fortune today."
"Look at this little comrade, how good at talking!"
Everyone laughed happily and expressed their agreement. Everyone became even more kind to this young man.
"I heard that Comrade Xiao has opened two factories now, one for wood furniture and one for rattan weaving?"
Zhang Xingrong nodded. "Yes, rattan weaving is still the factory's main business. Wooden furniture is also good, but we need to improve it!"
Li Zhiyong nodded and smiled, "Are you interested in expanding the factory?"
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They only have a factory with a thousand employees, which may not be small in the county town, but it is totally not enough in the provincial capital. Why does Li Zhiyong think so highly of them?
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