Chapter 120: Organize?
Guo Jiming picked up the thermos, unplugged it, and poured hot water into the teacup. He raised his head and looked at Rong Mei suspiciously, "The organization is taking action? Then tell me how it's going to be done?"
Rong Mei said honestly, "My idea is this. Now the higher-ups are advocating to revitalize the individual private economy. We, the wives of soldiers, should not sit idle. We must respond and seize this great policy."
"Wait, revitalizing the individual private economy, isn't that a personal matter?" Guo Jiming raised his hand to interrupt Rong Mei's words and looked at her in confusion.
As for individual economy, he was of course familiar with it. The families of Chen Chunlan and Rong Mei had already left this compound.
As for the clothing store opened by Rong Mei's family, his wife also visited it on the opening day. After returning, she told him about the store's booming business.
There are already two real examples of making money in front of us. At present, it seems that engaging in individual economy is indeed a good way.
But isn’t it a personal matter for each individual?
What does this have to do with the organization?
"Organization, organization, that's what we need." Rong Mei said the difficult tongue twister and looked at Guo Jiming with a chuckle.
This completely confused Guo Jiming.
Fortunately, Rong Mei didn't keep people confused for long. She coughed lightly and continued to explain, "Instead of fighting guerrilla warfare with individual investors one by one, it would be better for our organization to take the lead and bring all these individual business owners together. This will facilitate centralized management and concentrate the flow of people. Here is the complete plan. Take a look."
As he said this, he handed the plan he had written yesterday to Guo Jiming.
Guo Jiming took it suspiciously and began to read it carefully.
Rong Mei did not disturb him. She just stood opposite Guo Jiming, waiting quietly for him to finish reading.
Ten minutes later.
Guo Jiming closed his notebook, pointed at Rong Mei excitedly, and laughed heartily, "My dear little comrade Rong, you young comrades are really smart. Your idea is really a win-win situation. Not only can it solve the livelihood problems of the sisters-in-law, but it also intends to let the troops generate income! Well, this is a really good idea."
The plan Rong Mei gave was very simple.
That is, the army will take the lead and organize those who are unemployed at home, not only the wives of soldiers but also the relatives of soldiers, and then go to the city to select a street to set up stalls, whether they are snack stalls, small sundries, or clothing. In short, the goal is to create a commercial snack stall street.
The reason why it is a street stall and not a shop is that the cost of a street stall is not very high and it is an investment that most families can afford.
And the shops have to rebuild the storefront. But street stalls are different. They just need to mark out a piece of vacant land, which also reduces the organization's investment costs.
The construction of this street had to be negotiated with the city in the name of the military organization.
This is a good thing for economic development, how can the city not support it? Moreover, it is organized by the army, so it must be supported even more.
Do you have a place to set up the stall?
What about the goods on the stall?
Of course, it was also solved by the organization. Instead of letting other wholesalers make a profit from the price difference, it would be better for the troops to make the profit directly.
The troops would purchase the goods in bulk and then wholesale them to the stall owners. The stall owners' procurement channels were immediately solved, which was trouble-free and convenient.
The city's economy has generated income, the army has generated income, and individual stall owners have also generated revenue. Isn't this a perfect plan that kills three birds with one stone?
So, Guo Jiming was excited just by looking at this plan.
He took Rong Mei's notebook and left the office without saying anything else. "I'll go report to the organization right away."
He turned back halfway and stood at the door, pointing at Rong Mei and admonishing her worriedly, "Don't leave, please don't leave. Wait for me in this office. There is tea here. If you are thirsty, make yourself some."
Such a good plan must be reported to the higher authorities for approval as quickly as possible, and then communicated downward for implementation as soon as possible.
"Okay, Deputy Political Commissar Guo, I'll wait for your good news here. I'm not going anywhere. You go and do your work." Rong Mei smiled and nodded in agreement.
After getting a definite answer, Guo Jiming left happily again.
Wait until Guo Jiming disappeared completely.
Rong Mei then sat down on the sofa, and since she had nothing to do, she picked up the newspaper on the table and started reading to pass the time.
Kill three birds with one stone?
No, she has a hidden "gain".
As for whether this hidden "get" can be triggered, we have to wait for news from Guo Jiming to know whether it can be done. At present, it is not 100% certain that this plan can be passed, but she is also 99.99% sure that it can be passed.
As for that 0.001 percent probability?
If you are really rejected, then 0.001 will become 100%.
So, the answers are only pass and fail. In order to appear confident, just increase the probability to the maximum uncertain value.
Wouldn't it make you look awesome?
I read the newspaper and drank half a pot of tea.
It's almost nine o'clock.
Guo Jiming finally didn’t come back.
Rong Mei's butt was tired from sitting.
I simply stood up, stretched my limbs, and did a set of Eight-Section Brocade Tai Chi.
This was the exercise she had practiced every morning with those old ladies and grandfathers when she was in the hospital in her previous life.
After finishing the Eight-Section Brocade, perform a set of Vajra Exercise.
Just take a horse stance and throw out a left-handed punch.
"Comrade Xiaorong, Comrade Xiaorong!!!" Guo Jiming ran breathlessly, holding the notebook in his hand and shouting loudly towards Rong Mei in the office.
When he arrived at the office door, he saw Rong Mei doing horse stance and punching calmly, and he stopped the sound behind him.
For a moment, he was confused and looked at Rong Mei, "What are you doing?"
Rong Mei remained calm and composed, and completed the first move without any ripples on her face.
Retract your fists and legs.
He replied calmly, "Nothing, I'm just strengthening my body while waiting for you, practicing some health-preserving boxing."
“Cough—cough!!!”
Guo Jiming almost choked on his own saliva.
I seriously doubt whether I heard it wrongly.
What the hell?
Health-preserving boxing?
He went to Rong Mei to confirm, "Comrade Xiao Rong, aren't you only eighteen?"
Rong Mei nodded and smiled at him, "Yes, I am eighteen, but I will be nineteen soon after the Chinese New Year."
Guo Jiming:........
Are you sure he is not the one who should practice the health-preserving boxing?
Alas, I’m getting old.
He felt that not only his ears could not understand, but his brain also did not work very well.
Rong Mei didn't know what was in Guo Jiming's mind, she only cared about...
"How's it going, Deputy Political Commissar Guo, do you have any good news to bring back?"
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