Shen Mingzhi looked at the factory director, remained silent for a moment, and then said to him, "Let's go into the office and talk."
The factory manager immediately smiled and said, "Come, come, what do you want to know? I'll tell you everything I know."
Their Poly Group was ruined by foreign capital and the previous factory manager who took kickbacks; otherwise, they wouldn't be in this situation today.
Once inside the office, Shen Mingzhi dropped the pretense and asked directly, "If I could revive your factory, pay off all your previous debts, and even ensure the workers receive their wages, what promises could you make to me?"
Ang Lee sat to one side without saying a word.
"How did you know we still have debts..." The factory manager was somewhat embarrassed.
“Isn’t it obvious? We did our research when we came here. Your factory has been poorly managed for two consecutive years, but you still have so many workers. Where would the money come from to pay for workers’ subsidies, labor insurance, medical expenses, and wages if there are no orders?” Shen Mingzhi said frankly.
The factory manager got a headache as soon as he heard this.
"Then I'll tell you the truth. Our factory still owes the bank more than 300,000 yuan. After this winter, the debt will exceed 400,000 yuan, and the factory will have to be sold." After the factory manager finished speaking, he sighed heavily.
"More than 300,000 is not a lot," Shen Mingzhi said calmly.
The factory manager unconsciously looked up at her. "You're quite arrogant. Although we have advanced equipment, to use it to its fullest potential, we still need to hire professional technicians. But this equipment is from abroad. Only the foreign companies that sell us the equipment know how to make it work best. Even if we can help you produce the product, it may not be as good as the foreign companies."
“Yes, foreign equipment requires foreigners to provide the parameters for adjustment in order to achieve the best, most cost-effective, and most profitable results,” Li An added.
"We'll figure out a way to handle the technician part; you just need to give me a promise," Shen Mingzhi said calmly.
The factory manager looked at her shrewdly and said, "Just tell me what kind of promise you want."
"If someone from above targets the two of us, will you side with us or with them?" Shen Mingzhi asked him. "We are not individuals; we simply want to cooperate with your factory, but we desperately need your factory to have the courage to reform."
Upon hearing the word "reform," the factory director's expression turned serious.
Baoli was truly ruined by the previous factory manager who was transferred from above.
That person returned to the Party School for ideological reform, but their factory remained abandoned for two years.
The factory manager worked his way up from the bottom. He lost the competition for the factory manager position and the other person left. He took over this mess and was initially full of fighting spirit to reform and revive the factory. However, after two years, he slowly lost his fighting spirit.
If it weren't for the large number of workers who couldn't be resettled, and the military's order for him to persevere and prevent the workers from going without wages and becoming unemployed, he really wouldn't have been able to hold on for even a day longer.
He had written several applications, requesting that someone take over the factory, not the plant itself, but just the workers, providing them with jobs and a monthly income of about twenty yuan. However, the army's reply was that he should find a way to keep the factory running.
The loan can still be approved for him.
But he himself couldn't find a breakthrough.
Lost in his memories, he came to his senses and said to Shen Mingzhi, “Our factory was the first to boldly introduce foreign equipment and the first to accept foreign investment to earn foreign exchange. The military has always valued it highly. Just like you said, it used to have the courage to reform, but... you see now. Putting everything else aside, no one in higher positions dares to suppress our factory.”
“What if it were District Chief Song?” Shen Mingzhi asked directly.
Upon hearing this, the factory manager frowned immediately. "He's in charge of economic reforms, so it's inevitable that he'll get involved. If you offend him, there's nothing we can do. Besides, District Chief Song shouldn't make things difficult for state-owned factories that want reforms, right? We're all on the verge of collapse; finding a breakthrough to survive is of paramount importance. He shouldn't be unaware of that."
“What if he’d rather sacrifice your factory than let us get away with this? You must have heard about his feud with the Jiang family, right?” Shen Mingzhi didn’t mince words anymore.
There's no point in hiding this kind of thing.
They reached an agreement today, and Song Huiquan will probably know about it tomorrow.
Therefore, she had to make things clear to the other party beforehand to avoid them changing their mind at the last minute and wasting time.
The factory director thought of Jiang Guofu.
Jiang Guofu's initial status was almost the same as Song Huiquan's; one was mainly in charge of the economy, while the other had law enforcement power.
As a result, Jiang Guofu was marginalized by those won over by Song Huiquan and sent to the Armed Forces Department, where he was in charge of the most insignificant district. He had no real power, and in any incident, other districts had to take precedence. Although the positions were similar, the Armed Forces Department where Jiang Guofu worked was of much lower status than those in other districts.
However, the three generations of Chiang family military officers genuinely disdained such political maneuvering. Chiang Kuo-fu, being an amiable person, was even less likely to concern himself with such matters.
"I've heard about Jiang Guofu from the leaders," he said to Shen Mingzhi. "What's your relationship to the Jiang family?"
“Oh, I’m his daughter-in-law,” Shen Mingzhi said with a smile.
"So it's his daughter-in-law! What a coincidence! If you had told me sooner, I would have told you everything I knew. Whatever you want our factory to do, we'll do it. We'll cooperate fully." The factory manager immediately stood up, his tone warm. "By the way, my name is Sun Wu. You can just call me Factory Manager Sun."
“I didn’t expect you to know him too.” Shen Mingzhi stood up and shook his hand. “My name is Shen Mingzhi, and his name is Li An. He’s the owner of Ren’an Pharmacy. He’s a self-employed individual.”
"I was just wondering if your brand is Ren'an, the Ren'an Pharmacy that makes a lot of money during the May Day and June 1st sales... I didn't expect it to be true. By the way, who came up with the idea for the May Day and June 1st promotion? I found out by chance and I think the person who came up with this idea is quite clever!" Director Sun said with a face full of joy.
“It was Comrade Shen who came up with it,” Li An said.
"Shao Chen has married a good wife!" Factory Director Sun said, getting back to the point. "If you want to place orders with our factory and implement economic reforms, I will definitely support you. Everyone knows what kind of person Jiang Guofu is. As for Song Huiquan, I will just ignore whatever they send to ask."
Upon receiving his reply, Shen Mingzhi immediately said, "If no one interferes, then making money won't be too difficult for us."
She hadn't expected that mentioning Jiang Shaozhen's father would be so effective.
This was all thanks to the Jiang family; things went much more smoothly when we got down to business.
"Really?" Factory Director Sun laughed. "This is the first time I've met someone who speaks so confidently."
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