Chapter 396 Fallacies
Feng Gang glanced at Yu Lin and Song Lubai with displeasure. "To support you, our group sold you sweet potatoes at a full 0.5 cents less than the market price. If you want it any lower, aren't you just taking the group's subsidies?"
Song Lubai said, "You can't say that. All the profits belong to the troupe. If the troupe really supports us, they should provide them to the food workshop for free."
Song Lubai said such shameless things without batting an eye, looking completely serious, not at all like she was joking.
Yu Lin admired Song Lubai a little for saying such shameless things so confidently.
Wei Yang, sitting at the head of the table, felt a little awkward and kept silent to avoid suspicion.
He felt that since Lu Bai dared to say that, she must have her reasons, and she would definitely be able to come up with a good one.
Feng Gang slammed his fist on the table in anger. "Tell us, why should the troupe provide you with everything for free? The shoemaking team has to pay the cotton mill for the fabric, so why should the troupe provide raw materials to the food workshop for free? It's one thing for your shoemaking team to earn little, but why should you expect the troupe to bail you out as well?"
Song Lubai calmly replied, "If the regiment doesn't bail us out, who will? Secretary Feng, you tell me yourself, who paid for the fabric for the shoemaking team?"
Secretary Feng got stuck.
When the shoemaking class first started, the fabric was all bought by the troupe.
"The fabric for the shoemaking class is all bought by the troupe, so there's no reason for our food workshop to pay for sweet potatoes ourselves."
Feng Gang said, "So you mean the regiment has to keep supplying sweet potatoes to the food workshops for free? So the regiment is just going to keep losing money?"
Song Lubai nodded confidently and said, "We didn't let the regiment keep losing money. The report says that this batch of goods sold for a total of 197.4 yuan. This is the profit for the regiment. How much did the regiment actually make from selling this batch of sweet potatoes? The regiment made a profit!"
Feng Gang, his face flushed with anger, said, "Is this how you make money? Wei Yang, tell me yourself, is this how you make money? Making money off the troupe's resources without any initial investment, is that right?"
Song Lubai didn't give Feng Gang a chance to make things difficult for Wei Yang, and quickly replied, "What's wrong with that? The profits belong to the troupe. None of us took a single penny. How can that not be a profit?"
Feng Gang slammed his fist on the table again in anger: "Nonsense! The money earned by the food workshop has to be used to pay the workers' wages. What has the regiment earned?"
Song Lubai answered smoothly: "Secretary Feng, our food workshop supports so many workers, which means we've made money for the group and reduced its financial burden. You can't deny our contribution."
All office staff: "..."
What a shameless excuse, but thinking about it, it actually makes a lot of sense.
Before Song Lubai could finish speaking, she said, “Secretary, the food workshop was originally set up by the regiment. The regiment collected our purchase money, and then we had to hand over all the profits from the workshop’s sales. That’s like you’re collecting money twice. In that case, our profits seem very small. To put it bluntly, the regiment is exploiting our workshop. You never really wanted to support us. If you really wanted to support us, you shouldn’t be charging money for sweet potatoes. All the profits generated would belong to the regiment anyway.”
After listening to Song Lubai's words, Yu Lin felt that they made a lot of sense.
Yang Xiu'e, who had been thinking along with Song Lubai's words, said, "Little Song is right. It's pointless for the troupe to sell sweet potatoes to workshops. All the profits will go to the troupe anyway, so why bother collecting money twice?"
Feng Gang was furious.
That stupid woman is actually from his family; she'll only hold him back!
Why can't the shoemaking class be the only ones to shine?
What a stupid woman, always defending her rivals, has she lost her mind?
Feng Gang glared fiercely at Yang Xiu'e. Receiving this terrifying look, Yang Xiu'e subconsciously shrank her neck and then straightened her back.
What? She didn't say anything wrong!
Wu Jianying, the deputy head of the delegation who usually doesn't speak much in meetings, said, "I've never seen a business that doesn't require upfront capital..."
Seeing that someone was finally speaking up for him, Feng Gang excitedly said, "That's right! How can you do business without capital? Our troupe can't withstand this kind of reckless behavior."
Before Wu Jianying could finish speaking, he glanced at the excited Feng Gang and said, "But what Comrade Song said earlier is also correct. In fact, our regiment charged them twice. Since the regiment provides sweet potatoes, there is no need to set a price. It is completely meaningless. Anyway, all the money sold will be handed over to the regiment."
“Sweet potatoes are turned into sweet potato flour by workers in food workshops, which generates revenue. Logically speaking, they should indeed be provided for free.”
Feng Gang said angrily, "Old Wu, you're only speaking up for them because your wife works in the food workshop! We can't just do things based on personal relationships, otherwise how can the troupe make progress?"
Wu Jianying straightened her expression and said, "Secretary, please watch your words. Think about it carefully. The troupe has not actually lost a single penny; it's just a matter of formality."
Song Lubai couldn't help but clap her hands. "Yes, yes, yes, I didn't explain things clearly before, but Deputy Regiment Commander Wu made it all clear for me in one go."
"All the profits will remain the same, it's just that one process has been eliminated. By simplifying the process, the group hasn't lost a single penny. Secretary, think about it carefully, doesn't this make sense?"
Feng Gang didn't want to think about it, but no one spoke up for him. After a moment of silence, he said angrily, "We can't keep going like this. The troupe is subsidizing us, but we haven't made any profit. I think we should just close the food workshop."
At this moment, Wei Yang spoke up to refute, "We can't shut it down. Although the profits aren't much right now, as Comrade Song said, the workshop can at least support so many workers, which is a contribution to the regiment."
This makes sense, and everyone nodded in agreement.
Feng Gang remained silent with a gloomy face.
Song Lubai said, "Secretary Feng, if you really don't want to, we can buy from other farms. Every farm keeps a lot of reserve grain like ours. Sweet potatoes have a high yield and are cheap, but they can't compare to those refined grains. Other farms might sell their reserve grain to us to get some money. I've already talked to Comrade Song Hai from the supply and marketing cooperative in the city. He can help us find cheaper sweet potatoes. What do you think?"
Wu Jianying said, "It's not like our regiment doesn't have sweet potatoes. Among the surrounding regiments, our regiment has the highest output. We have our own, so we can't give money to other regiments. If I remember correctly, last year our regiment gave 20,000 jin of sweet potatoes to other regiments for free."
Upon hearing this, Feng Gang's arrogance subsided.
Rather than giving it away for free, it's better to keep it to make money for our own group.
Seeing that the time was right, Yu Lin took the opportunity to bring up the matter of the food workshop needing help.
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