"Comrades, I am Fan Zhengyang. I already know about the canning factory! I can guarantee it with my own black hat. The canning factory will never go bankrupt. Your salary can be paid soon, and the government will not ignore you. Now, you can go back first and wipe the machines clean before the canning factory reopens. The workers' lives will get better and better in the future..."

Fan Zhengyang came forward in person and made a statement, and soon persuaded the workers gathered at the gate of the municipal party committee to leave.

"Yangyang," Fan Zhengyang said with a smile, "I won't introduce it quickly."

Song Weiyang said: "This is Mr. Zheng Yuhong, the third son of the Zheng family in Hongcheng. The Zheng family runs hotels, shipping, food, real estate and other industries. Mr. Zheng is mainly responsible for the food. Mr. Zheng, this is Secretary Fan Zhengyang from our Rongping City."

Fan Zhengyang immediately stepped forward, shook hands enthusiastically and said, "Oh, rare guests, welcome Mr. Zheng to come from afar."

Zheng Xuehong smiled and said, "Roar in the limbs, Suji."

Fan Zhengyang exclaimed: "Mr. Zheng speaks Mandarin so well!"

"I'm yelling, and Mu Yao praises me." Zheng Xuehong laughed.

"Mr. Zheng is too modest," Fan Zhengyang asked Chen Tao again, "Who is this lady?"

Song Weiyang hurriedly said: "This is Mr. Zheng's secretary, Miss Chen Mengxi."

"Hello, Miss Chen."

"Hello, Secretary Fan."

"Boss Zheng, Miss Chen, let's go and talk inside."

Municipal Party Committee, special reception room.

Fan Zhengyang personally made tea for Zheng Xuehong and said with a smile: "Mr. Zheng, please try it. The authentic Anxi Tieguanyin, I brought it back from Hu Jian's last time I went to exchange and inspection."

Zheng Xuehong pretended to behave and gently whispered, so hot that he wanted to spit out his tongue. He raised his thumb and said, "Roar!"

Fan Zhengyang said: "In fact, our Rongping City also produces tea, called 'green mountains and clouds', which is very famous in the province."

Zheng Xuehong said: "Then I am rich and I am hidden."

Fan Zhengyang sighed and said, "Oh, these days, the wine is so fragrant that it is afraid of the deep alley. Our Rongping tea and yellow peaches have a history of hundreds or thousands of years, and they cannot be sold at all. People like Tieguanyin, Longjing, Dahongpao, and foreign fruits, but they don't like local specialties."

"Su Ze is so good, and I'm advertising and bookings are open," said Zheng Xuehong.

Fan Zhengyang said: "Now with Mr. Zheng's investment, our Rongping City products will not have to worry about sales. Thanks to Mr. Zheng for their timely help."

Zheng Xuehong smiled and said, "I'm going to make a fortune!"

When he heard that Zheng Xuehong did not object, Fan Zhengyang immediately said: "Actually, our tea factory in Rongping City is also worth investing. Why don't I take Mr. Zheng to inspect another day?"

Zheng Xuehong waved his hand and said, "I am a personal one, I am a new topic of purchasing canned foods and 4."

"Yes, yes, let's talk about the canning factory." Fan Zhengyang said hurriedly.

Guo Xiaolan suddenly interrupted: "Is the canning factory a private enterprise? Let's talk to Boss Zheng."

In fact, Guo Xiaolan wanted to figure out the situation first and then decide what to do.

Fan Zhengyang thought Guo Xiaolan wanted to leave the government and said anxiously: "Although the canning factory is a private enterprise, the workers are state-owned enterprises, and the government should ask the whole process."

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Mom, this business involves Hong Kong capital, and the municipal government should be inquired about it."

"Yes, Yangyang said it very reasonably." Fan Zhengyang smiled.

"But that's it," Song Weiyang changed his tone, "After all, the canned factory is still a private enterprise. The government can help solve the difficulties. We have to discuss the specific cooperation content ourselves."

Zheng Xuehong immediately said: "I wish you a gift to my mother and I want to wipe me."

What Yue Pu said is awkward the more you hear it. Fortunately, Fan Zhengyang has never met a real person from Guangdong Province.

The more awkward the more funny it is, the more confident Fan Zhengyang believes it. He held back his smile and said, "Our leadership team in Rongping City is still very open-minded and will not interfere too much. Of course, while Mr. Zheng invests in the canned factory, he can also check our tea factory. In the previous joint venture factory, we allowed foreign capital to hold up to 49%, but as long as Boss Zheng is willing to invest, he can acquire the tea factory in full!"

This shows how much the tea factory has lost.

"I can think about it." Zheng Xuehong began to perfunctory.

It was another rumor, and it was almost time for dinner. Fan Zhengyang suddenly said, "Boss Zheng, I have someone specially prepared a welcoming banquet. Authentic Cantonese cuisine must be in line with your taste."

"Doing, pressing the feces again, and talking about the mourning is tighter." Zheng Xuehong refused.

Song Weiyang leaned into Fan Zhengyang's ear and whispered: "Uncle Fan, let's talk about the canning factory first when we go back. Don't worry, as long as the canning factory crisis can be resolved, I will help you persuade Hong Kong merchants to invest in the tea factory."

Fan Zhengyang smiled and said, "Then please give me!"

"Whoever is with us? We all come from the same village. Uncle Fan's affairs are the affairs of our Song family, don't worry!" Song Weiyang blinked and smiled.

Everyone left the municipal party committee immediately, and Fan Zhengyang personally sent them downstairs.

Zheng Xuehong and Chen Tao were in the same car, and they were riding in the Duke.

Guo Xiaolan, Song Weiyang and Song Qizhi were in the same car, and they were riding in Santana.

Brother Song just drove the car on the road, and the smile on Guo Xiaolan's face suddenly disappeared, and she said in a deep voice: "Yangyang, explain to me honestly what you have done in the past month! Don't think of lying to me, I am your mother!"

"Hehe, it's nothing. I just went to the Special Administrative Region and cheated some money." Song Weiyang made it clear without reservation.

As he listened, Song Qizhi stepped on the brakes and turned his head and said, "You have cheated more than 1 million yuan in more than a month. Did you cheat that duke?"

"It's not called fraud, it's mutual benefit." Song Weiyang said.

Guo Xiaolan was so amazed and laughed. She didn't know whether to be proud of her son or beat her up. But she was more worried and afraid that her son would have an accident. She said with a stern face: "The money in the stock market is also mutually beneficial?"

Song Weiyang shook his head and said, "How many ordinary families can trade stocks these days? It's not that I'm talking nonsense. The exchanges are full of gamblers and are not serious investors at all. They don't know anything, so they dare to drill into the stock market. What's the difference between throwing money and waiting for dice? They only know how to stop after they hit their heads and bloodshot."

"You're right," Guo Xiaolan said angrily, "That Boss Zheng and Miss Chen are also following you for fraud?"

Song Weiyang nodded and said, "Well, my partner, I met on the train, now I am their leader."

Guo Xiaolan held her forehead speechlessly, and she remembered her husband again.

That bastard educated youth looked weak and became the leader of all educated youth in half a month. He also made the young people in the village dizzy, followed him stupidly, and even willingly stole his own chicken for him to eat.

At the beginning, the province issued a document to implement the responsibility system for joint contracting in the province, and the entire commune gave up because of the unknown direction of the wind. Why did Fan Zhengyang dare to respond to the policy with his head? It was fooled by Song Shumin! This guy also pretended to be a reporter from the city newspaper and wrote a reform article to the province, which immediately attracted the attention of the provincial capital boss and established Fan Zhengyang as a grassroots model of joint contracting.

The reason why Fan Zhengyang was able to rise to the top was Song Shumin's hand.

The Song family's winery was able to grow thanks to Fan Zhengyang's help. Although Fan Zhengyang seemed to be cold-blooded and ruthless, he actually made a lot of efforts in secret, otherwise Song Shumin would have been sentenced to more than eight and a half years. Fan Zhengyang was helpless in the canning factory. He had many conflicts with the newly appointed mayor last year and could not be arrested for causing trouble by workers.

Seventeen-year-old Song Weiyang is a replica of Seventeen-year-old Song Shumin.

Guo Xiaolan thought to herself: My son used to be very well-behaved, but maybe because he didn't encounter any trouble. Now when something happened at home, he stood up like his father.

"How do you want to cheat in the city?" Guo Xiaolan asked directly.

Song Weiyang said: "I sent 100,000 yuan home, bought a car for more than 600,000 yuan, and I still had more than 300,000 yuan in my hand. Lao Zheng and Chen Tao combined for about 800,000 yuan, and I also sent it to my hometown and didn't get it. This amount of money is definitely not enough. One day, it will be tricked by cheating. So the most urgent task is to get the cannery out of the predicament and sell our products."

"It can't be sold," said Song Qizhi, "This is different from the beverage factories you cheated on. The beverage market has always been very prosperous, but the competition is fierce. With the fake awards you created for advertising, you can immediately attract people to buy them. However, the canned market is different, and the overall sales volume is sluggish. People no longer want to buy canned food. Even if the US president personally distributes trophy, they still won't buy it because there is no demand. Now, the domestic canned fruit is only in remote rural H County, and there are some sales channels. If you get the gold award, it would be better to say that our canned food can be cured by taking all kinds of diseases and walking on the road to health care products."

None of the Song family is a fool. Brother Song has a clear idea, but he is not as flexible as Song Weiyang.

"Then why don't you sell canned food as health products?" Song Weiyang asked.

Song Qizhi said: "You think I don't want to. Who believes it? If I do health care products, I will just put water in a can, which is more credible."

Song Weiyang returned to the topic: "That so-called gold medal is not used to fool consumers, but to enhance the confidence of creditors and workers, and to make Lao Zheng's origin more credible. Otherwise, why would a Hong Kong businessman invest in a canning factory?"

"Then how are you going to open up sales?" Guo Xiaolan asked.

Song Weiyang said: "There are two points. First, destock, reduce the price and sell, and recover some funds."

Song Qizhi said: "I'm already doing it. Joint dealers directly sell it at half price. Although some are sold, it still doesn't work."

"There must be a strategy for lowering prices," said Song Weiyang. "You can buy one get one free, or you can buy one with prizes, which will definitely be better."

"Maybe." Song Qizhi said.

Song Weiyang continued: "Second, new varieties are released, canned food is used as crafts and daily necessities."

"I didn't understand." Song Qizhi said.

"You will know soon." Song Weiyang said.

"How should I cooperate with you?" Guo Xiaolan asked directly.
Chapter completed!