Xikang Province has a special teahouse culture, and every city, county, town, town and village has teahouses. Even in a village that is so poor that birds can’t poop, there is at least one teahouse, and a slightly rich village, there are even several teahouses open for business at the same time.

The amount of tea used in these teahouses alone is enough to feed several tea factories.

However, there are many folk tea-fried workshops, and the tea produced in small workshops is cheaper than regular tea factories.

This puts Rongping Tea Factory in an embarrassing situation, unable to sell its products to other places, and is also robbed of business by local tea-fighting workshops, so they are completely confused about their positioning.

Song Weiyang showed a embarrassed expression: "Uncle Fan, this may not be easy to do. Our canning factory is still in the initial stage of development. If we take over the tea factory rashly, we may drag ourselves down."

Fan Zhengyang said: "Yangyang, you and your father are both people with real skills. As long as you merge the tea factory, you will definitely be able to turn losses into profits. Don't worry, I will be responsible for the placement of tea factory workers and will never drag the entrepreneurs down."

"I'll think about it again." Song Weiyang said.

"It's time to consider it," Fan Zhengyang smiled, "Let's go and take me to see the situation of the canning factory."

Song Weiyang said: "Secretary Fan!"

Fan Zhengyang was holding an iron teacup in his hand, and his Zhongshan suit was wrinkled. He was not like a secretary of a city, but more like a grassroots cadre in a village and town.

The secretary ran in front of the saddle, and there was also a city newspaper reporter.

This kind of reporter is specifically responsible for writing government news, and tomorrow will definitely be the headlines: Secretary Xxx of the Municipal Party Committee personally went to Xifeng Food and Beverage Company for investigation, listened carefully... Learn more... Secretary Fan pointed out... Secretary Fan emphasized... Our city's light industry has once again taken a new level.

Song Weiyang and Fan Zhengyang walked in front, with office director Yang Dexi and secretary following. The reporter also made a special trip to accompany him, and secretly stuffed a red envelope of 50 yuan. It was not shabby, and the 50 yuan car fee was already very generous.

Song Weiyang pointed to the new factory and said, "The two newly introduced high-tech assembly lines have been debugged and have been put into production for a month. We have recruited 50 new formal workers, and there are more than 400 temporary workers working overtime to carry out production. We plan to turn 100 temporary workers into regular production after the Spring Festival."

"Okay, it's done very well, and it has increased the employment opportunities for the people," said Fan Zhengyang. "I would like to make a suggestion that when it comes to recruiting workers, the laid-off workers of state-owned enterprises should be the main ones."

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "It should be."

Fan Zhengyang said: "The reemployment of laid-off workers has always been the top priority of government work. If the canned factory can help reduce the burden on the government, I will consider reducing taxes based on the employment ratio of laid-off workers."

"That's so thankful to Secretary Fan." Song Weiyang still smiled.

Laid-off workers are naturally worthy of sympathy, but private enterprise owners do not like to use them very much and would rather recruit local farmers to work. Although farmers are low in culture, they are simple, hardworking and full of vitality; while many laid-off workers are lazy, complaining about this and that, and even look down on private enterprises from the bottom of their hearts.

The 50 newly recruited formal workers were originally laid off workers, but after a month, there were many problems. Yang Xin planned to dismiss at least 15 of them.

After spending half an hour wandering around the factory, Song Weiyang sent the person out of the gate and went back to secretly look for his mother and said, "Mom, you are responsible for negotiating with the government. The tea factory must take it down, but there are no leftover problems."

"You really want to buy a tea factory?" Guo Xiaolan reminded, "that factory has long been insolvent and has not paid a salary for a year."

Song Weiyang said: "If the debt is less than 10 million, we will carry it. If there is more, let the municipal government solve it. Also, the tea factory is not the key, the most important thing is to win the 'Qingshan Tea Farm', which is better if it can fill the entire Daqingshan Mountain."

Daqingshan is the highest altitude peak in Rongping City. It has beautiful scenery and pleasant climate, but the transportation is a bit inconvenient.

Guo Xiaolan said: "You are thinking too much. There are mines in Daqingshan and mines under state-owned enterprises, and the municipal government is not qualified to give them to you."

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "I don't want mines, I just need tea farms and some mountains and forests."

"This is a way to find a way to use the tea farm to offset the debts of the tea factory. The city government is definitely willing to," Guo Xiaolan asked, "but what do you want so much tea to do? You can't sell it."

Song Weiyang said: "Make tea drinks."

"Can tea be used as a beverage? I have never seen it on the market." Guo Xiaolan said in surprise.

"If we make it, won't it be available on the market?" Song Weiyang said with a smile.

Guo Xiaolan reminded: "It's better not to mess around. New factories and new equipment cost a lot of money, and the marketing and publicity costs have exceeded 5 million. Don't look at our canned food sales, but we have always been in debt operation. Now we still owe nearly 10 million to the bank! What kind of tea drinks do you make, it's okay to sell them. Once you can't sell them, our capital chain will be broken!"

Song Weiyang said: "It's okay. Even if you make tea drinks, you will start to distribute goods in a large amount in summer. By then, the funds from the cannery factory will be recovered."

Guo Xiaolan could not dissuade her and could only say: "Be careful in everything."

"I understand." Song Weiyang said.

Guo Xiaolan didn't know whether to be happy or worried. This child looked too much like his father. He liked to make progress in his work and had no idea what steady action means.

...

As the end of the year approaches, the canning factory is even busier.

Due to the seasonal limitations of fruits, the production of canned yellow peaches and canned apples has long been stopped, and now all the sweet oranges are made.

Song Weiyang came to the home of the principal of the Light Chemical Engineering College with a set of canned gifts with "Supreme Hongyun Pack".

After reporting his identity, Principal Peng was very enthusiastic: "Oh, Director Xiao Song, you are a rare guest, please come in!"

"I was disturbing me. I wish Principal Peng a happy Chinese New Year in advance!" Song Weiyang did not dare to neglect. From the administrative level, Principal Peng and Fan Zhengyang are equal leaders.

Principal Peng did not have any official airs and personally made a tea ceremony: "Director Xiao Song, your canned food is very powerful. I went to Beijing for a meeting a few days ago, and there were all sold at the Beijing railway stations."

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Lucky."

After chatting with the two, Song Weiyang finally explained his purpose: "President Peng, our Xifeng Food and Beverage Company hopes to carry out long-term scientific research cooperation with the School of Light Chemical Engineering."

"This is a good thing," asked Principal Peng, "How do you plan to cooperate?"

Song Weiyang said: "Xifeng pays money, and the School of Light Chemical Engineering produces scientists, and we cooperated to establish the 'Food Engineering Experimental Center'. In 1994, Xifeng Company was willing to invest 1 million yuan in research, which doubled directly in 1995, and at least 5 million yuan in 1996. As long as Xifeng's food and beverage work can continue to grow, the money invested every year will also increase!"

Principal Peng finally became very interested and sat upright and said, "Director Xiao Song has a vision and looks longer than most private entrepreneurs today!"

Rongping City is indeed backward, remote, closed-minded, conservative, but it also has very obvious advantages.

For example, this light chemical engineering college has an extremely high scientific research level in the field of chemical fermentation. Song Weiyang would be too stupid if he didn't want to leave it alone.

Of course, President Peng was also happy. When the School of Light Chemical Engineering was first established, it served third-tier enterprises that relocated to the mainland. However, in recent years, these third-tier enterprises have suffered losses in batches, and have been abolition and 70% of them have been closed down. The school has no place to use its power and its status in the education system has also declined. The funds received every year have not increased but decreased.

It's almost impossible to get out of the way!

Song Weiyang continued: "Xifeng Food and Beverage Company will issue tasks to the 'Experiment Center' every year and provide a certain amount of funds. As long as the 'Experiment Center' can complete the task, there will be a financial reward. But there is a requirement!"

"Please speak." Principal Peng smiled.

Song Weiyang said: "Xifeng Food and Beverage Company shares patent rights for all research results of this 'Food Engineering Experimental Center' and has the right to purchase, use and sell first! Even state-owned organs cannot infringe our power."

Principal Peng said: "That's what it should be."

Principal Peng saw not only money, but also practical opportunities for teachers and students, as well as the academic, social and political influence it generated.

Of course, these are all later stories. If you invest 1 million yuan in an annual investment, you can only be considered useless if you say more or less.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The two were having a happy chat when a knock on the door suddenly rang out.

Lin Zhuoyun followed the principal's wife into the house, holding a gift in her hand. When she saw Song Weiyang, she immediately said, "Why are you here too?"

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "It's been so long since the winter vacation, you haven't returned home yet."
Chapter completed!