By late October, the wasteland east of the cannery had started construction.

The local construction team I invited did not have an excavator, and only used a shovel and hoe to dig the foundation and then built a large flat factory building. It can basically be done in one and a half months, and the production line will be almost shipped, which will greatly increase the production capacity in about December.

The newly approved land area is not large or small, about 60 mu, of which nearly half are arable land.

Due to the amazing sales of canned factories last month, both Secretary Fan and Mayor Huang were happy to see the canned factories grow and grow. Not only did they take the initiative to help get the land, they also contacted the bank to give a loan of 5 million yuan, greatly alleviating the financial shortage of canned factories.

The bank is also happy to make a loan, although the cannery had owed millions before.

The triangular debt problem in the late 1980s has not been completely solved so far, with bad debts everywhere. In addition, investments in various places are overheated and repeated construction, the central government can only introduce policies to curb, and banks dare not lend money indiscriminately, and it is difficult to find suitable lending targets. Prosperous enterprises like canned factories are very high-quality customers.

With red heads and white, it is common in the world.

Two months ago, the bank urged the cannery to repay the loan, but now it continues to lend money with a smile, as if afraid that the cannery will owe too little.

Yang Xin had left Rong Ping and went to Shanzhou. Guo Xiaolan was also here with him. They were responsible for negotiating and causing the production line. The general manager was not there, so Song Weiyang had to perform his duties temporarily and teach Chen Tao how to manage the company every day.

Zhang Guodong stayed, selected smart workers in the factory, and began to conduct short-term marketing training.

Zheng Xuehong, the supervisor and human resources supervisor, also gave up his job and went to other cities and counties to discuss joint venture matters.

Although the sales of Qiqiao Cup gift canned food are declining and the water cup canned food is facing increasingly fierce competition, canned food factories still need to continue to expand production because the new product "Thousand Paper Crane" canned food is about to be put on the market.

In order to avoid the embarrassing situation of supply shortage, Song Weiyang decided to stock up on two months of goods first - let the joint factory produce canned water cups and gifts, while his own factory will make every effort to produce new products "Thousand Paper Cranes" to ensure that there is enough supply after advertising.

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The weather is getting colder and colder.

Chen Tao had already put on a wool sweater, tight, outlining the curve of her chest and waist even more amazing. She put down the phone and shouted inside: "Chairman, Supervisor Zheng's phone number, I'll transfer it to you!"

"Okay." Song Weiyang put down the textbook.

The phone was connected soon.

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Old Zheng, the joint venture negotiations are going well, right?"

"It's not going very smoothly," Zheng Xuehong said on the phone. "Tengzhou canning factory is unwilling to engage in joint OEM, but they want to sell canned production lines."

Song Weiyang asked: "What's the specific situation?"

Zheng Xuehong said: "Tengzhou canned factories want to transform into producing beverages. All their canned production lines are processed at a low price. Some of them are Italian goods, and they only have 2 million yuan to sell them. But, they are mainly food canned production lines, iron boxes, do we need to buy them?"

Tengzhou Cannery is the largest cannery in Xikang Province. At its peak, it had more than 1,500 formal workers and as many as 3,000 temporary workers. It could produce hundreds of tons of canned food every day more than ten years ago.

Song Weiyang considered it and said: "We will not make canned food for the time being, and we will not make it in the next few years. Do they have a canned fruit production line?"

"Yes, but they don't sell it, they only sell canned food production lines." Zheng Xuehong said.

Song Weiyang said: "You can tell me the situation of this cannery in detail."

Zheng Xuehong said: "ZZ City's economy is very backward. Canning factories belong to their pillar enterprises. Last year, one-third of the workers were laid off. This year, their factory director and city leaders decided to transform and produce orange soda. Originally, the canned food was shut down, but seeing that our canned fruits were easy to sell, they resumed work, and the first batch of canned water cups have been put on the market. Really, their food canned production line is very awesome, Italian goods were used to be directly supplied to the military region and exported to more than 30 countries. It's a pity that it just rots in the factory."

"No matter how awesome you are, you don't want it. Canned food has no sales. We only make canned fruits." Song Weiyang said.

Zheng Xuehong was a little regretful: "Okay, I'll talk to them about joint ventures. Although this canning factory mainly uses canned food, their canned fruits can be used for dozens of tons every day. After negotiation, it is equivalent to having several small factories OEMs."

Song Weiyang said: "Thank you for your hard work, Lao Zheng."

"Why are we talking about these things? You're dead!" Zheng Xuehong said with a smile.

Song Weiyang sighed a little, the canned factories these days are really dead. The largest canned factory in the country is about to die, and the largest canned factory in the province is about to transform, and few people can survive.

At the same time, it also means that the competition is more intense.

Song Weiyang took the lead in launching canned water cups, which allowed countless colleagues who were on the verge of bankruptcy to see hope. Now even the leading enterprises in the province have begun to produce canned water cups.

After putting down the phone, Song Weiyang shouted to Chen Tao outside: "Sister Taozi, ask Director Yang to choose two smart young people and go with me to the provincial capital tomorrow!"

"Okay," Chen Tao ran in and said with a smile, "I'll go with you too."

Song Weiyang said: "You stay in the company and stare, learn more, look more, and ask more."

"Okay then." Chen Tao was a little disappointed.

As soon as he walked out of the office, Chen Tao saw Lin Zhuoyun coming and was in a bad mood, but he smiled and said, "Miss Lin, why are you here?"

Lin Zhuoyun said: "Let me take a look. You are quite small here, but you are energetic, unlike other state-owned enterprises. By the way, is Director Xiao Song here?"

"Inside, go in by yourself." Chen Tao said.

Lin Zhuoyun jumped in and suddenly turned back and said, "Ms. Chen, let's go karaoke together tonight. My cousin has returned to the provincial capital. I have no friends to play with in Rongping."

Chen Tao replied casually: "Okay."

Lin Zhuoyun smiled and said, "I call Director Xiao Song, and I can also play bowling and roller skating."

"Vox spirit!" Chen Tao said stutteringly and turned his head to leave.

Lin Zhuoyun didn't hear what she said clearly, so she got into it and knocked on the door: "Director Xiao Song, I am Lin Zhuoyun, can I come in?"

"Please come in." Song Weiyang said.

Seeing the mathematics, physics and chemistry textbooks on the desk, Lin Zhuoyun smiled and said, "Oh, Director Xiao Song is very hard-working!"

"The college entrance examination will be next year, so we must review it quickly." Song Weiyang said.

Lin Zhuoyun asked: "Do you need me to review for you?"

Song Weiyang casually found a high school math problem and asked with a smile: "Can you do this problem?"

Lin Zhuoyun looked familiar at first glance, and seemed to have some impression. After carefully examining the questions, she realized that she couldn't even remember the basic formulas. She said in surprise: "Oh, why can't I even do high school questions?"

"It's normal." Song Weiyang said.

"No, no, I'll think about it again." Lin Zhuoyun immediately sat down, tried hard to recall the relevant knowledge points, and even forgot about finding Song Weiyang to play together.

"Then you can do it slowly." Song Weiyang reads a book on his own.

After scratching her ears and foreheads, thinking hard, and thinking for half an hour, Lin Zhuoyun finally solved this medium-difficulty big question. She put down her pen and stretched and said, "I'm so tired. It seems that I'm back in high school. At that time, I can do one such question in a few minutes."

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "You may not be able to do it in a day after a few years."

"Yes, I haven't been very familiar with math since my junior year. I've forgotten most of the advanced mathematics," Lin Zhuoyun lay on her desk and asked with her head tilted, "What extracurricular books do you usually read?"

Song Weiyang said: "History and philosophy."

"Don't you read literary works?" Lin Zhuoyun asked.

Throughout the 1980s and early 1990s, China was in an era of learning, and almost the whole nation read books and newspapers.

Literature is naturally the first choice, and philosophy is also very popular. Philosophy books that make people feel bored in the new century are very popular these days. Anyone who translates and pirated several foreign philosophy works can easily become best-sellers.

Song Weiyang said: "I have read literary works, but I don't read much."

"Do you like poetry?" Lin Zhuoyun asked.

"Haizi?" Song Weiyang said.

Lin Zhuoyun said: "I don't like Haizi's poems very much. He is too pessimistic. I like Wang Guozhen, who is positive, high-spirited, and detached."

Song Weiyang said happily: "I thought you would like Xi Murong."

"I read Xi Murong's poems, but I don't like them very much. They are more pretentious but not enough in terms of connotation." Lin Zhuoyun said.

To be honest, Song Weiyang doesn’t like chatting with literary and artistic young women. He is working hard and wasting time, and he has no other gains except cheating.

Lin Zhuoyun was very excited. She had just transferred to Rongping for a while and had no friends to chat with. Since her cousin left, she has been bored at home these days. When she caught Song Weiyang, she kept saying: "Actually, I like some of Haizi's poems, such as the poem "Autumn", which I have recited specifically. 'Use our bones on the ground / write on the beach: Youth. Then recite the aging father/The time is long, the direction is interrupted / the animal-like fear fills our poems..."

Song Weiyang had a headache, and suddenly remembered something again, and said with a smile: "Tell you a secret."

"What's the secret?" Lin Zhuoyun said curiously.

"Actually, Haizi's poems may not be pessimistic. He has also written poems about Xiaohuang." Song Weiyang said.

"Xiao Huang... talk nonsense!" Lin Zhuoyun blushed immediately.

Song Weiyang asked: "Do you still remember his song "Reproduction"?"

Lin Zhuoyun shook her head: "I don't remember it very much."

Song Weiyang said: "Then you go home and look through it yourself."

"You must be talking nonsense," Lin Zhuoyun was very curious, but she didn't want to talk about this topic anymore. She glanced at the notebook spread out on the table, "Hey, "Thousand Paper Cranes"? You can write poetry too."

Song Weiyang said: "It's not poetry, it's lyrics."

"You wrote it?" Lin Zhuoyun asked.

"That's right," said Song Weiyang, "I'm going to launch a new canned product, which is the promotional song for canned food."

Lin Zhuoyun said: "Why don't there be any score?"

Song Weiyang said: "I don't know the score, but I already have the score in my heart. I plan to get it to the provincial capital and have someone write it down."
Chapter completed!