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Chapter 14 Seeking Monthly Pass for Casing)

Song Yuanchao understood Jiang Dongliang's difficulties. If what they said was true, this was indeed not their problem.

"Didn't your factory come up with any other plans for this situation?" Song Yuanchao thought for a while and asked curiously.

Jiang Dongliang shook his head and sighed to Song Yuanchao: "How should I put it..., forget it, let's not mention this matter."

Although Jiang Dongliang complained in his heart, as an employee, he didn't want to talk about the rights and wrongs of his factory in front of outsiders. However, Jiang Dongliang didn't say anything, but Wei Xuejun beside him couldn't help it.

"Comrade Xiao Song, you don't know that our factory director came from the army. He is not a bad person, but he does not understand technology and his work habits are simple and rough. His style may work in the army, but we are a factory. This is

A product problem is actually..."

"Ahem, Xiao Wei!"

Before Wei Xuejun could finish his words, Jiang Dongliang stopped him. Song Yuanchao saw this and secretly laughed in his heart. Jiang Dongliang was still an old fox. Although he seemed to be flawless on the surface, in fact, what should be said and what should not be said had already been expressed through Wei Xuejun.

Yes, he is indeed an experienced supply and marketing veteran who has been working for more than 20 years.

Song Yuanchao looks like a 24-year-old young man, but in fact his real age and experience are almost 70.

In his previous life, Song Yuanchao started as a temporary worker and gradually became a middle-level cadre of the Shanghai District Telephone Bureau. What has he never seen in his whole life? Who has he never encountered?

When it comes to the struggle of office politics, Song Yuanchao can be regarded as an "old athlete". Can this trick be concealed from him?

However, since Jiang Dongliang did this deliberately, Song Yuanchao naturally acted as if he didn't know anything, and followed Wei Xuejun's words and showed an expression of sudden realization.

"This has been going on for a long time. Section Chief Jiang and Comrade Wei, this is really embarrassing for you."

"Hey, what can you do if you are in trouble? You still have to do the work. Just like the factory director said, no matter how difficult it is, you have to create conditions."

After comforting Jiang Dongliang and the others, Song Yuanchao was a little curious about what the products of Liangxi Plastic Factory were about, and immediately asked a few questions.

Jiang Dongliang, who was engaged in supply and marketing, didn't know much about technology, so he couldn't explain clearly at the moment, but he had a sample with him, so he immediately asked Wei Xuedong to take the sample out of his luggage and show it to Song Yuanchao.

"Xiao Song, take a look." Jiang Dongliang handed over a few bundles of PVC casings and said: "This is the product of our factory. Now the third and fourth factories have tested it and said the quality is unqualified, and they refuse to purchase it."

Taking the PVC casing, Song Yuanchao fiddled with it a few times. These are casings of three colors, namely red, green and blue. The internal diameter of the casing is about eight centimeters (mm). If Song Yuanchao guessed correctly,

, this kind of sleeve is used as the outer sleeve of six millimeter single-strand single-core copper wire.

In his previous life, Song Yuanchao worked in the line service of the telephone office for many years, and he was no stranger to such bushings. From the outside, the color of the bushings was very bright, and there seemed to be no problem with it to the naked eye.

But Song Yuanchao frowned slightly after taking a closer look, and then asked Jiang Dongliang if he could test the casing. After obtaining Jiang Dongliang's consent, Song Yuanchao took one of the casings and held both ends with both hands.

After pulling it, I checked the strength of the casing, and then asked the other party if they had scissors.

"Yes, yes, I have." Wei Xuedong nodded aside and took off a bunch of keys from his waistband, with a pair of travel scissors hanging on the keychain.

After taking it and opening the scissors, Song Yuanchao cut off a small section of the casing, then carefully looked at the cut cross section, and then struck a match and burned the section of casing.

Soon, a black smoke with a strong burnt smell rose in the room. Song Yuanchao extinguished it with his fingers, and then pinched the burnt casing with two fingers, feeling reassured.

"Is your product tested to have high eccentricity and poor voltage resistance?"

"Yes, yes, Xiao Song, how do you know?" Song Yuanchao's words immediately shocked Jiang Dongliang and Wei Xuejun. They saw Song Yuanchao fiddle with it for a few times, and then burned it with a match and said "No. 3 Factory and No. 4 Factory"

The same test results are really unimaginable.

Could it be that this young man is actually a master of this technology? Thinking of this, Jiang Dongliang suddenly felt that there might be a turning point. Since Song Yuanchao could see the problem, maybe he could help solve the difficulties in front of them?

"hehe……."

Song Yuanchao smiled and did not explain. In fact, this was all experience. To put it bluntly, he said, "Nothing but familiarity with hands and ears."

In his previous life, he worked in the telephone exchange all his life, especially as an employee like Song Yuanchao who started from the basics, so he still has such judgment.

This batch of casings looks fine on the surface, but there is a big problem with the quality of the casings. The reasons for the problem are nothing more than two points. One is the ratio of the raw materials, and the other is the production process.

Song Yuanchao was unable to solve these two problems because he had never worked in a plastic factory, and he did not know the details of the ratio and production process. However, as a long-term engineer of Party A, it did not prevent him from making such a solution.

Make accurate judgments.

No wonder the third and fourth factories are unwilling to purchase this batch of casings. Judging from the quality of this batch of casings, it will be no small matter once used.

Although the casing is not the outer covering of the wire, the casing also has similar requirements. Poor quality will usually lead to serious consequences such as leakage, inability to withstand high temperatures, and even spontaneous combustion, which can cause serious problems.

"The quality problems of this batch of products are very serious. I can say that no factory dares to purchase such casings for normal use. Once something goes wrong, the person responsible will lose his head." Song Yuanchao solemnly told Jiang Dongliang and others about the consequences.

, Jiang Dongliang had hope one moment, but the next moment he was directly thrown into the abyss by Song Yuanchao's words.

Jiang Dongliang and Wei Xuejun's faces suddenly turned pale, and they looked at each other with a hint of despair.

Even Song Yuanchao said this. It seemed that this batch of products was completely useless. When they thought of so many finished products in the factory and the factory director and colleagues who were looking forward to them, they didn't know what to do for a while.

"Chief Jiang, how many casings have you produced in total?" Song Yuanchao asked.

Jiang Dongliang opened his mouth and said nothing, but Wei Xuedong said bitterly: "A single color is five hundred thousand meters, a roll is one hundred meters, five thousand rolls..."

"So many?" Song Yuanchao was slightly surprised. There were five thousand volumes in one color, so there were 15,000 volumes in three colors, which was a huge volume of 1.5 million meters.

Seeing Jiang Dongliang nodding silently with a gray face, Song Yuanchao asked again: "How much does a roll cost?"

"Ten...ten yuan..."

"What about the cost?"

Jiang Dongliang swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "Eight yuan..."

Putting aside whether the cost mentioned by Jiang Dongliang is true or false, Song Yuanchao did a quick calculation in his mind. According to the cost of a single roll, Jiang Dongliang and his factory invested a cost of 120,000 yuan on this batch of goods.

If calculated based on the sales price, the value of this batch of goods sold is 150,000.

This amount will not be too much in ten or twenty years. If it is put into the 21st century, this amount of money will be nothing at all. Most ordinary families can easily come up with it, but in this era, this is a huge sum of money.

A huge sum of money, considering that the monthly salary of ordinary workers in Shanghai is only twenty or thirty yuan.

Liangxi Plastics Factory is not a large state-owned factory. Once this batch of goods becomes scrap, the losses will be considerable. Otherwise, the factory will be in ruins.

In fact, materials such as PVC can be re-introduced and re-produced, but the re-production of waste materials requires higher technology and more reasonable formulas. The technical level of Liangxi Plastic Factory is worrying, and even the quality of this batch of products cannot be guaranteed. Naturally,

It is impossible to carry out high-tech reuse production mode.

There is no such thing as a company going bankrupt. Even a collective factory belongs to the state. But if a factory suffers such a big loss, it will inevitably have serious consequences. Not only will it bring serious losses to the country, but the factory director will also have to
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