Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 389 An order worth over twenty million US dollars

Tang Quantong's face flushed with embarrassment. "They are indeed from the food factory. I will immediately organize people to conduct ideological education on this matter. It is indeed wrong for them to slander people like this; they have a problem with their thinking."

but……"

He looked at Xu Qinghuan and said, "From a fair point of view, I think it's understandable."

Xu Qinghuan took the chopsticks that Jiang Xingye had rinsed for her and laughed, "Fair? Where is it unfair? Am I being unfair, or is the county being unfair?"

In short, it wasn't that the commune was unfair.

She understood what Tang Quantong meant. At that time, when Shangjiang Brigade was developing these industries, Tang Quantong was the deputy director of the commune.

Tang Quantong understood what Xu Qinghuan meant, but still forced himself to say, "Shangjiang Brigade has been ahead of the commune and even the other brigades in the entire Anguang County for the past year, leaving all the other brigades far behind."

Of course, this is the result of your and Baohua's hard work, but the problem isn't scarcity but inequality. You still need to help the other brothers out. If we're going to get rich, we should all get rich together. If others see you eating meat while you can't even get soup, it will definitely cause controversy.

Xu Qinghuan's face darkened. "Didn't we plan to wait for the other brigades?"

Before she could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door. Zhang Changqing said, "Come in," and Jiang Baohua and his son entered. Sensing the tense atmosphere inside, they sat down in the empty seats.

Xu Qinghuan raised her chin slightly, "It just so happens that Director Jiang is here too. Back when you were the deputy director, Director Tang, Director Jiang was the brigade secretary. The first blueprint our brigade designed was for a harvester, which was given to the commune."
Our second factory was a furniture factory, all thanks to A-Ye. The third factory was the threshing machine. The blueprint we gave out was our first chance to get rich.”

Tang Quantong's face was a complex mix of colors, like the sky before a downpour, with swirling, layered clouds and tangled hues, and the twitching veins resembling lightning bolts encased in the clouds.

Xu Qinghuan softened her tone slightly, "Although I am an educated youth from Shangjiang Brigade, and Aye is also from Shangjiang Brigade, we have never thought about getting rich alone. The reason why Shangjiang Brigade is where it is today is because Uncle Jiang trusts us, the members trust us, and we can get things done by being united and working together."

Xu Qinghuan pointed at the people outside, "Just now, Director Tang, you all heard what he said. I dare not take credit for the food factory's success today, but you can't say that I didn't contribute anything, can you?"

"What did I tell you back then? Priority would be given to people from the Shangjiang Brigade. But dare you pull out the roster and count the numbers? Do you think people from the Shangjiang Brigade have the upper hand?"

Tang Quantong said awkwardly, "Shangjiang Brigade already has so many resources, and you have several factories that are still growing. I have to take care of the other production teams."

Xu Qinghuan smiled and said nothing more.

Zhang Changqing was well aware of this, and after hearing it all, he had gained a deeper understanding of Tang Quantong's abilities.

There's no point in arguing any further.

He asked about the recent "South Asia Trade Fair," asking, "You secured orders worth nearly 20 million yuan. What are your plans?"

That's over 100 million RMB.

At this moment, apart from Xu Qinghuan and Jiang Xingye, no one knew that the currency unit of the more than 20 million was US dollars. When Zhang Changqing received the good news and commendation, he only overheard it and was already overjoyed that it was more than 20 million.

"Build roads, construct factories, and equip facilities," Jiang Xingye said briefly.

"More than 20 million, all given to the Shangjiang Brigade?" Tang Quantong was utterly shocked.

Neither Xu Qinghuan nor Jiang Xingye answered his question, and Tang Quantong also felt somewhat embarrassed.

However, Jiang Xingye and Xu Qinghuan were indeed letting Shangjiang Brigade monopolize the profits; this wasn't just his opinion. "Road construction? What kind of road are you planning to build? The road connecting Shangjiang Brigade and the commune?" Zhang Changqing questioned, "Won't that cost too much?"

Jiang Xingye said, "Not much, that's enough."

Jiang Xingbing, standing to the side, felt a chill run down his spine. "More than 20 million is indeed a lot."

Jiang Xingye said, "More than 20 million US dollars is a lot, so it's enough to build this road."

"US dollars? You mean US dollars?" Even knowing he was being treated poorly, Tang Quantong still screamed in shock, "You've taken so many foreign exchange orders?"

Jiang Xingye then lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, "What's so much about this?"

They printed a lot of brochures this time and distributed many of them. There should be quite a few hidden orders hidden in them, with phone numbers and contact information. He believes that more orders will come in later.

What he didn't know was that because of this order worth more than two thousand US dollars, no sooner had Chen Dewen and his team entered than a TV station came to interview and film them on the spot, causing the entire Shangjiang Brigade to become excited.

These days, being able to appear on television is such an honor!
Every household was preparing for the Lunar New Year, sweeping their doors and cleaning their yards, washing and drying clothes, afraid of bringing shame to the brigade or affecting its honor.

Tang Quantong was speechless at Jiang Xingye's words and felt a little regretful. If he had known it would turn out like this, he should have gone to the Shangjiang Brigade's booth to sell their snacks and cookies.

Zhang Changqing was speechless. An order worth over 100 million was indeed enough for the Jiangdui Brigade to repair many roads. At this moment, he had no idea how frightening the profit was in an order worth over 20 million US dollars.

“Road construction is quite troublesome. Have you considered building the factory in the county? That would make both procurement and sales much more convenient,” Zhang Changqing said.

Jiang Xingye flatly refused, "The factory belongs to the production team, and we have no decision-making power. Moreover, our original intention in setting up the factory was to lead the commune members to get rich. Now that the road is repaired, there is nothing inconvenient about it."

If the factory is moved to the county, will he still have a say in the future?

The meal ended unhappily.

Jiang Xingye made the payment, naturally using Xu Qinghuan's money.

He hands over his monthly salary as soon as he gets it. Now, even if he goes to the county town, he has to ask Xu Qinghuan for money. Xu Qinghuan gives him more each time, but he doesn't want it. He really likes the feeling of asking Xu Qinghuan for money.

It was as if he was being controlled by Xu Qinghuan, and he was also Xu Qinghuan's responsibility.

Orders worth over 20 million US dollars swept through the entire Anguang County like a gust of wind.

Those who were hoping to make a fool of the Jiang Brigade were proven wrong.

Food factory orders are shrinking. With the warmer weather and the longer the products have been on the market, sales of rice crackers and small bread rolls are naturally not as good as before.

The food factory also has master chefs, but the skill level of the master chefs they hire is very limited compared to those in Yancheng and Shencheng. They can only make some traditional snacks.

During the Dragon Boat Festival, the food factory briefly revived by selling fried dough twists, but sales declined again. Tang Quantong appealed to the county's food factory for help, but if they gave them his recipe, it would be tantamount to suicide.

Moreover, although Tang Quantong and the county food factory were subordinate to each other, there were no management personnel from the other side, and he was not familiar with them. No one had the responsibility or obligation to help him.

My dears, happy reading!