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Chapter 583 Only a picture tube factory?

The Xiaolingtong (Personal Handyphone System) business is progressing smoothly.

The day after the strategic cooperation agreement was signed, banners were displayed in all the telecommunications business halls in the provincial capital and Jinzhou.

Wired price, wireless enjoyment

[Local call rates, mobile service]

Free incoming calls, even cheaper rates!

[One-way payment, eco-friendly, and you can take it home for only 599]

Like a tidal wave, large trucks departed from Anning County, each carrying a load of mobile phones, and delivered them to various sales outlets.

Initially, Lin Xiaohe prepared 10 units, which was almost two-thirds of Changhong Factory's inventory of PHS phones.

Changhong mainly produced LCD TVs, leaving very few production lines for PHS phones, and even fewer for folding sauna tubs.

Changhong Factory had long ago authorized other factories in Anning County to produce and assemble the parts for folding sauna tubs, while Changhong Factory was only responsible for producing the core parts.

Originally, Changhong Factory wanted to outsource the design of the Xiaolingtong (a type of mobile phone) casing, but the companies in Anning County were overwhelmed with orders and simply couldn't free up any extra production capacity.

In other words, while other businesses in the same province were struggling with a lack of orders and unable to start operations, businesses in Anning County were operating at full capacity and were completely overwhelmed!

When the truck arrived at the business outlet, the door was not yet open, but a long line had already formed outside.

As dawn broke, some people squatted on the steps eating steamed buns, carrying snakeskin bags, while others rode bicycles from outside the island, with thermos cups in their baskets.

The queue included all sorts of people: factory workers, school teachers, market vendors, elderly people queuing for their children, and scalpers.

Despite the scorching heat, the staff worked together to unload the goods from the truck.

"Manager, I feel like we ordered too little?" The staff member looked at the long queue and felt uneasy.

The manager... he also felt he had ordered too little. But he had clearly estimated sales as high as possible!
At 8:30, the moment the roller shutter door was pulled up, the crowd surged in like a tide.

"Don't push! Don't push! Glass—!"

Before the words were even finished, the glass door of the service hall shattered with a loud crash. Shards were scattered all over the floor, and several people in front of them cut their hands, blood dripping onto the marble floor, but no one bothered to turn around and look.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the row of small, exquisite white telephones behind the counter.

"I want three!" "Save me two!" "The money's here, get them done first!"

The sales clerk was so busy unpacking, registering numbers, and collecting money that her voice became hoarse.

Outside the counter, some people were holding banknotes above their heads and shoving them forward, some were leaning on others' shoulders to fill out forms, and an old lady was being squeezed so hard that her feet were off the ground, while she was still shouting, "Comrade, save me a note with an 8!"

On that day, the 3000 PHS phones released by the Telecom North Second Road branch in the provincial capital were sold out by the afternoon.

Five days later, all 10,000 units that were restocked were sold out.

Even more astonishing was the auction of those "lucky numbers." The telecommunications company selected 30 numbers from the Electronic Control Building, such as "888," "666," and "168," and put them up for public bidding.

The audience was filled with people who looked like business owners, and the bidding was even more intense than when auctioning antiques.

In the end, a number ending in "8888" fetched a record price of 30 yuan, while the cheapest one sold for 2800 yuan. Thirty numbers were sold for nearly 20 yuan.

The relevant officials from the telecommunications bureau were so astonished by the overwhelming response that their jaws nearly dropped, even attracting the attention of Provincial Governor Wu and Vice Governor An. "One hundred thousand units, all sold out? 600 yuan each?"

Earn 6000 million easily?
Wu Sheng was momentarily dazed.

It wasn't that he hadn't seen so much money before; large state-owned enterprises like PetroChina had many orders of similar amounts.

But that's not how you do it!

For example, if PetroChina finds an oil well and it produces oil, it's like striking a money-printing machine. However, the preparations and equipment required for oil field development are extensive, and there's the risk of not producing oil, making the costs very high.

Wu Sheng glanced at the pager on his desk. This little gadget was much easier to make technically than developing an oil field.

Changhong's factory produced PHS phones, but that was a side business and not their main focus.

And yet, they still make so much money?!

Vice Governor An sighed: "It's not just 10 units. Changhong Factory's entire inventory of PHS phones has been cleared out, and pre-orders have exceeded 20 units."

"...Pre-sale? Pay a deposit first, then receive the goods?"

Vice Governor An said with a strange expression, "No, it's the full amount."

Wu Province...

Is 599 yuan a unit cheap? When did people in the provincial capital become so wealthy?

Wu Sheng had a lot to say: "We still need to urge Changhong Factory. After all, it's a state-owned enterprise, and we need to pay more attention to its reputation."

Taking money but not delivering goods, what kind of behavior is that!

Deputy Governor An: "Lin Xiaohe said that they simply can't keep up with the production."

"She's so stubborn. Tell her to look for other factories in the Tienan District."

Vice Governor An laughed and said, "She's holding a big stick in one hand and a carrot in the other, forcing the factories to conduct self-inspections. Last time, she designated 13 pilot enterprises, and only the picture tube factory obediently followed her requirements, passing a resolution through employee meetings and factory office group meetings to transfer some of its management personnel from their management positions. The other factories still followed their old ways, like an old, broken-down car that can't be moved."

Lin Xiaohe's actions were very clear; she was openly telling the factories in the Tienan District that she had plenty of orders and funds.

But she only fed these cakes to those who obeyed her. If you didn't obey, you could only stand aside and watch.

Wu Sheng chuckled: "This is really... So, did she succeed? How's the CRT factory doing?"

"How's our factory doing?" Old Zhou asked, his voice booming as he returned to the production line.

Having just finished his afternoon shift, he tucked his mobile phone under his shoulder, soaked his feet, and ate peanuts, thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Our factory is doing great! Changhong sent a technical guidance team to teach us how to modify the production line. My goodness, do you know what the optical lens of the exposure machine is? No domestic manufacturer can make it! But guess what, Changhong actually has the technical reserves in this area! Our factory manager said that even if we don't take any more orders for LCD TVs in the future, just this optical lens alone can keep our factory going."

"What? Who owns the technology? Do you even need to ask? Of course it belongs to Changhong Factory. We're not heartless people. Besides, Changhong Factory's legal department is no pushover."

"You asked how Huang Shiren is doing? We chased him away. That bastard tried to stay at the factory, but after being called in for a talk by the disciplinary inspection department of Changhong Factory, heh heh, he quit on his own!"

"How many people have returned to work? How are the wages? There are over 4000 people, and almost everyone is back at work. At the beginning of the month, they paid us back four months' wages, and the rest will be paid next month. Changhong factory has money and never delays payments. The machines in the factory are running non-stop, and the workers are working in three shifts. I haven't been this busy in a long time, and I feel great!"

"Hahaha, envious of us? Envy is useless, you're all useless, none of you can get ahead. The factory manager doesn't cooperate, and you just stand by and watch. Can't you make a scene or cause trouble?"

Old Zhou dried his feet and said smugly, "A happy life is something you have to fight for. If I hadn't turned around in time, I would have missed the leader's incognito visit! I wouldn't have this good life today!"