My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 151 I would rather die outside than have this kind of...technological conscience
Weidong looked at it and said no.

The reason is very simple. This production line from Japan is really like aristocratic livestock that only eats fine grains.

The entire automated production line starts with non-woven fabrics and absorbent cotton raw materials, each piece is made into adhesive-backed sticky notes, then fully sealed into small bags with paraffin paper, and finally into plastic color-printed packaging bags to produce the finished product!
Fully automated machinery!
No manual intervention is required, only a small number of workers are needed to ensure normal operation and replenish materials at any time.

The entire production workshop is truly sterile and dust-free to high standards. Everyone wears dust-proof clothing and is disinfected with warm air and ultraviolet light when entering and exiting.

What can this thing be used for? Every link is precisely controlled and only imported raw materials can be used.

From non-woven fabrics to absorbent cotton, from self-adhesive sticky notes to sealed pouches, and even the final plastic color-printed packaging bags must all be original products.

Otherwise, the device with computer control will not be recognized!
This is a routine of using one towel to eat ten things.

The equipment and production line are expensive to produce once, and the raw materials are consumed forever at each stage.

The price is not too expensive.

It is easy to imagine who can use this product.

Zhang Lingyun, He Yuemei and the others followed and saw once again that their boss's core principle was indeed unchangeable.

After a casual glance, Wei Dong didn't even ask for details and immediately shook his head: "No, we have two completely different ideas. We can't work together if we don't share the same philosophy."

The paper mill leader also tried to put pressure on the paper mill: "Then... the Supply and Marketing Cooperative is unlikely to be included in the procurement list."

Let Weidong say it clearly: "Then I won't join the Supply and Marketing Cooperative. I originally wanted to join the Mingyue, but unfortunately... the business is endless, and the supply and marketing system can't be maintained. I will try another model. It's no big deal. I'm sorry, I can't accompany you on this matter."

Really just leave after saying that.

When he came, he still had some hope, thinking that this was an ordinary production line that could coexist, but it was only because the state-owned factory had higher costs and imported raw materials.

It’s so advanced that it even has a computer system!

In fact, it was only yesterday when Weidong came out of the Capital Airport that he saw that the ground staff at the counter were all operating computers!

Although it was still the same green screen and the keyboard seemed to be fixed on the monitor, it was just an internal thing and Weidong had never used it much, let alone knew the timeline.

I didn’t expect that the fully automatic production line I saw today would have screen control buttons.

I immediately realized that I had taken too big a step and hurt my balls.

I don’t know how expensive this is, how much did it cost!

He had long followed the tax thinking and despised the painful lessons of camera factories that often introduced foreign production lines and ended up in a mess.

Saying that all the production lines introduced in the 1980s were messed up is definitely an angry remark.

It is understandable that advanced experience must be introduced in extremely backward situations.

However, most of the state-owned enterprises failed to stimulate production improvements after they were introduced, and were eventually abandoned and broken up by private enterprises. It is a fact that they gradually adapted to the market and developed according to market laws.

I've read too much about taxes.

There are countless cases in a prefecture-level city like Shangzhou.

Things like this in Beijing, just thinking about the brain-burning palace fighting dramas, makes me want to stay away from them.

The college students were all stunned.

State-owned factories are still very prestigious iron rice bowls at this moment, especially the first-tier factories in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangdong. They will never fend for themselves like the third-tier factories. They all believe that they will be guaranteed a safety net and will never be abandoned. Their golden rice bowls will never be lost.

It must be a great honor for them to be able to work in such factories after graduation, as this opportunity is basically only given to local children.

It turned out that the boss was not at all eager to cooperate with the giant, and would give up immediately if the additional conditions exceeded his own approval.

Never fight to the end!

Shen Cuiyue was extremely satisfied. She held the folder and followed with her chest puffed out.

They hurried to catch up, their chins held high.

As a result, Weidong's behavior further demonstrates that he has someone to rely on.

The paper mill's tone softened immediately. "There are many ways to cooperate. We can discuss this further. You're going to open a production line in the north, right?"

Weidong thought for a moment and nodded. "But our production line is really simple. To be honest, I'll send you some equipment. You can find someone to make it just by looking at it. It's not difficult to produce. The hard part is how to reduce the cost and still be able to sell it. In fact, I don't rely on the supply and marketing cooperatives for my main sales. They are just an option for people across the country to buy immediately if they want to. Our sales rely on them..."

He raised his hand and pointed at the people in white shirts standing next to him.

Although it was just an ordinary suit and shirt, the six college students felt it was as solemn as a military uniform and they couldn't wait to shout "Yes!" in unison!

Of course that was a bit silly, so everyone tried their best to stand up straight and puff out their chests.

They even ignore the supply and marketing system that has tens of thousands of supply and marketing cooperatives, but still pin their hopes on them.

The three armies risked their lives and sacrificed their lives on the battlefield.

Thirty or forty years later, if the state had not provided a guarantee, the supply and marketing cooperatives would have disappeared without a trace.

This is the confidence that the generation gap in sales model has given Weidong.

But the paper mill is thinking about how strong your reliance is, even more powerful than the Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

He was even more polite: "We only made this advanced product because we received a task. You're going to open a branch factory anyway, so take over and cooperate with the production. As for which machine produces more, it doesn't matter, right? The key is to ensure that the investment is not wasted and you can get more support, right? This is a project supported by several ministries and commissions."

A young man in his twenties, standing straight and tense, would probably believe it in the heat of the moment.

Wei Dong even thought, will You Qili fall into this trap?

That guy is particularly good at this.

He would only lower his voice slightly: "Are you trying to pass the buck or take the blame? Why should I take on such a hot potato? I have products, factories, sales, R&D, everything. Why would I get involved in your affairs? Didn't you notice that I never asked how much it cost to introduce this project?"

Let Weidong just put in some money casually to show that you don't treat me as a toy. I probably understand the danger in it.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether you ask about the total project price or not.

The paper mill leader's expression changed. But his decision was much quicker than the one from the Postal and Telecommunications Equipment Factory, and he immediately responded, "Okay, you don't have to own the assets of this production line, but we can set up a joint-stock company, using the factory buildings and employees here as shares to support your production in Pingjing."

Weidong stopped in his tracks. "Are you still treating me like a fool? How can I afford the noble Pingjing workers? If I really want to build this branch factory, I can just find a workshop in the urban-rural fringe area around Pingjing and recruit some farmers from Jibei. Wouldn't that reduce the cost? Why do I have to do this with you, help you take the blame, and help you absorb the burden of your employees, just to work in the Supply and Marketing Cooperative and supply sanitary napkins to female comrades across the country without making any money? Is it worth it for me?"

In fact, he was already a little moved.

His purpose of joining the Supply and Marketing Cooperative was not to make money.

Of course, it is not entirely for the purpose of allowing hundreds of millions of female compatriots to use sanitary napkins. His small body is not capable of taking on such a great task.

Friends in later generations all know that this was done to gain national market share.

Regardless of whether you buy it or not, at least as long as the goods are delivered to this province, all supply and marketing cooperatives in the province will have this product.

Ask yourself, which company, including state-owned enterprises, cannot do this these days?

In the past few decades, only two things in the country have had 100% network coverage: the postal service and the supply and marketing cooperatives.

Later Internet companies fought tooth and nail to gain market share, burning billions of dollars at every turn. Weidong had only one condition: to make no losses.

The other party's suggestion to open a branch factory in Pingjing really reminded him.

It would be much more efficient to transport a few machines and then the raw materials over here instead of transporting the finished products from Jiangzhou so far away, and we can replenish the supply to the northern region at any time.

Now, as long as I don’t get involved with that imported production line, I can still get the help of the local tyrant for free.

But when bargaining, you must still say that you have suffered a great loss.

The paper mill leaders, lacking internet awareness, must have thought his analysis made sense, so they gritted their teeth and retreated: "We can merge this branch into the joint-stock company, holding only 30% of the shares. All operating and management rights will be yours. I will withdraw the workers back to the paper mill, but you must use our Feiyan brand."

Such a good thing?!
Then there must be something fishy.

There will be no pie in the sky.

Besides, there is no such strong brand awareness these days.

Wei Dong remained calm: "Why?"

The paper mill leader finally had no choice but to explain, "This is the brand name written by the leadership himself, with high hopes for us. But what can we do? You also said that non-woven fabrics cannot be produced in China at present. All the raw materials for the entire production line must be imported. If I can make non-woven fabrics and plastic bags, I will go to the palace to become prime minister. The pressure from all sides is dragging our paper mill down. Just produce according to your model and try your best to bring this line in. That's all I ask."

Weidong realized that this ridiculous thing was actually just before the dawn of technological innovation.

The petrochemical plant in Jiangzhou may be able to produce non-woven fabrics in a few years. The plastic factory in Yuezhou has started to make plastic bags, but it can basically only import raw materials.

The breakthrough was on the verge of happening, but the factory was already overwhelmed by the pressure from all sides.

If the factory leader can't hold on any longer, he will be fired and replaced.

So from his perspective, now he is desperately trying to save himself.

Weidong asked for more details: "Does this workshop have any debts?"

really!

Just like the messy cases taken over by the tax bureau, almost every imported production line in the 1980s was a loan!

That’s right. With the previous planned economic model, how could there be much capital accumulation, let alone foreign exchange?

Almost all production lines are imported with loans.

After some hesitation, he admitted, "We borrowed 1.2 million yuan, and the rest was subsidized by the city and special funds. We are currently making losses, so how can we possibly repay the loan?"

One million and two hundred thousand, equivalent to tens of millions or even hundreds of millions later, was enough to force the factory director to jump off the building in 1984.

Let Weidong look at him, and the less efficient calculation function began to work quietly.

The factory leader, however, assumed he was hesitating, and quickly added weight: "Twenty years, twenty years to pay it off! If you're willing to assume the debt, we'll give you the entire factory area. You don't need to take a stake. We'll completely divest ourselves of it. We already announced the industrial policy last year."

what?
This factory is right next to the Third Ring Road!

And it’s right near the car manufacturing plant where I came to buy a car yesterday.

When we drove over, everyone felt like they had seen it before.

Although Weidong had never been to Pingjing in his previous life, he knew the song about how the traffic on the Fifth Ring Road was so congested that people had to eat pancakes!
Isn’t the Third Ring Road the city center?
This industrial factory area will definitely be demolished in the future, right?

Does this mean spending 1.2 million yuan in installments over 20 years to buy this factory site that is about to be demolished?

The street factory is not very big, but it has a factory building and a row of bungalows.

At least the space between the factory and the bungalows can accommodate seven or eight large trucks.

Just tell me whether it’s worth it or not, it’s a 20-year loan.

I asked whether the land was worth 12 million at that time.

Wei Dong had to exhaust all his strength before he could sigh softly, and he had to be careful not to snore: "Look... what's going on with you guys, I..."

I hesitated several times before I racked my brains to find an excuse to bargain: "We use Feiyan inside the supply and marketing cooperative, but we still use our own brand outside. If it doesn't work, forget it."

In fact, I am afraid that the other party will say forget it!

Fortunately, the factory leader had no brand awareness, only leadership awareness: "Okay! Absolutely no problem, I'll ask someone to come over to sign the contract?"

Both parties were definitely suppressing their inner ecstasy, pretending to be nonchalant for fear that the other party would go back on their word, but they signed the contract extremely quickly.

The paper mill even called the Municipal Light Industry Bureau and the bank to witness the event!
Even the loan contract was transferred and re-signed.

The moment the signing was completed, everyone felt relieved!
The paper mill immediately turned hostile, indicating that this burden had nothing to do with them from now on, and left in a flash!

Even the workers have left!

(End of this chapter)