After Mr. Chen finished speaking, there was another moment of silence.
After saying the words, Mr. Chen regretted it a little.
Thinking of the pressure the old man across from him was under, and the internal and external situations he faced, it was only a lot more pressure than himself.
No, it should be much more.
Thinking of this, Mr. Chen felt a sense of self-blame in his heart.
I shouldn't have said it myself.
Just when Mr. Chen was about to speak, the old man's happy laughter came from the phone, "It's better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish, good, good."
"Old Chen, I used to think that you could only do economics, but now I know that you are the only one who can do economics."
"Moreover, it's a two-pronged approach, but it's still a big deal but not enough work."
The old man's praise made Mr. Chen unable to react for a while, but in the end he said modestly, "Chief, it's all the comrades below who have done a great job."
"Especially the machinery factories, they are not only good at industrial construction, but also very good at agriculture."
"Especially Comrade Yang Xiaotao, these inventions and innovations are all from his handiwork, and our good harvest and increase in grain production are also related to his Yangcun No. 1."
"This time the thresher..."
Mr. Chen claimed credit for his subordinates and emphasized Yang Xiaotao's role.
The old man agreed very much after hearing this, "Yes, this Hongxing Machinery Factory is really good, and Comrade Yang Xiaotao is also very good."
"Of course, young people, you still need to pay more attention to some things and give them good guidance."
"I will bring this up at the meeting."
"However, right now, the food support needs to be collected as soon as possible!"
"Don't worry, we will complete the task."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, comrades."
After hanging up the phone, Mr. Chen pondered the meaning of the chief's words. He was able to react to the rest, but what did he mean when he said that Yang Xiaotao should guide him well?
In his impression, Yang Xiaotao is a good and steady comrade who is also talented and capable.
From his understanding, Yang Xiaotao definitely deserves the most credit for the machinery factory being able to reach its current scale.
Sometimes he even wonders if Yang Xiaotao can be replaced by a second Red Star Machinery Factory.
Of course, this is just a thought.
Now that the chief is reminding him to guide him well, is there something he doesn't know?
Or is this a reminder from the chief to protect him?
Mr. Chen was a little confused, but he still wanted to get the threshing machine out as soon as possible.
Picking up the plan left by Liu Huaimin on the table and looking at it carefully, the fatigue on his face disappeared and was replaced by a look of perseverance.
The other side.
The old man hung up the phone, and the old woman next to him walked in with a bowl of millet porridge.
"The call came early in the morning. Today is a day off."
The old man smiled and said, "Lao Chen called and told me good news."
"What good news?"
"The machinery factory has developed a machine that can thresh wheat..."
The old man took the porridge and told what happened on the phone just now.
After hearing this, the old woman immediately laughed happily, "So, from now on, there will be no need for anyone to beat the yellow rice?"
The old man nodded immediately, "According to Lao Chen, except that corn and peanuts cannot be beaten, wheat, millet, rice, etc. are all fine."
"That's great. We have to make this quickly and send it to the farmers before the wheat is harvested."
"It has already started. By the way, yesterday I heard that they went to the village to thresh wheat. In one day, they threshed 150 tons of wheat, which is more than half of the harvest of a village."
When the old man said this, he felt happy and started to drink.
“This porridge still tastes like the old neighborhood.”
The old man sighed with emotion. His wife on the other side was still in shock. When she heard her husband's words, she immediately smiled and said, "Of course, this is the millet sent over there."
"oh?"
"When was it delivered? Why didn't I know?"
"You forgot, after the steel plant was built last year, people from the old district came to express their gratitude and sent it to me by the way."
"Oh, it's been so long."
The old man drank the yellow rice porridge and swallowed it bit by bit.
It’s just that this millet porridge tastes a little bitter in your mouth.
"Yes, Mingyue accepted it in the first place. I was afraid you wouldn't agree, so I didn't tell you."
"By the way, I don't know what the situation is like in Yanzhou."
The old man sighed in his heart after hearing his wife's words and didn't know how to answer.
Saying you don't know is cheating on your wife.
But telling the truth is too heartbreaking.
Last year, people who came here not only thanked them for sending millet, but also asked for help.
In order to create employment, he built a steel plant in Yanzhou out of selfish motives, thinking that it would stimulate surrounding development.
But it turns out that some things are not to be taken for granted.
The steel plant was built, workers were recruited, raw materials were available, and products were produced, and the latest steel-making methods were used.
Logically speaking, now that things are here, with production and products in place, there should be no problem.
But less than two years have passed, and the steel mill is deteriorating.
First of all, there is no industrial area around the factory, and just a few small factories cannot use so much steel.
Even within a radius of a hundred miles, there are only a few large factories that can be used, and the steel produced cannot be used at all.
Therefore, after the products of the steel mill are produced, they are in a state of surplus, and many of them are kept in warehouses.
Then there is the transportation problem. If the products of the steel mill are to be transported out, trains are indispensable.
This was originally considered when building the factory, but now it seems that the traffic problem was still underestimated.
After this product was released, there were not many tasks. In the past two years, there were so many people in the steel plant, and most of them had nothing to do.
Because they are workers, they are supplied with food every month, and the amount is quite large. There is not much food produced locally, and a lot of it has to be allocated from other places.
As a result, the locals can no longer afford it.
According to reports from the people he sent back, if this situation continues for one or two years, the steel plant will become a burden on local development.
And he did something bad with good intentions.
Seeing the old man gently drinking rice porridge, the old woman felt the other man's depression, stepped forward to take the empty bowl, and then asked, "Did something happen over there?"
The old man sighed, and then told the story about the Yanzhou Iron and Steel Plant. The old woman sighed after hearing it.
"Tell me, did I do something stupid?"
The old man looked ashamed, "If these resources are used in other places, will there be better results?"
"Now, not only has it not played a good role, it has also damaged the local economic construction."
"I did something wrong!"
The old man fell into self-blame.
He rarely asked others to do things for personal reasons, but this time he did the wrong thing out of selfishness.
"What's wrong is not bad. In my opinion, you are right."
The old woman took her husband's hand and put it in front of her knees to smooth out the rough marks. "There is nothing wrong with us doing something for the people."
"The only thing I did wrong was not finding the right path."
"If there is a project, wouldn't it be done?"
"Just like the Red Star Machinery Factory. I heard from Qiuye that their machine tool tasks have been scheduled for three years."
"That's not all. The engine projects are in short supply."
"With such a project, are you still worried about having no tasks?"
“Are you still worried about workers not having jobs?”
The old man knew the Hongxing Machinery Factory, but when he heard his wife's words, the old man shook his head.
"It's different."
"They are a machinery factory, which is different from a steel factory."
"The steel factory provides raw materials to the machinery factory, and those machines cannot produce."
The old woman said seriously, "Then build a machinery factory."
"Build one? How can it be that easy? This machinery factory not only requires people, but also machines, and..."
As the old man was talking, he suddenly stopped and looked at his wife opposite.
"Build one?"
The old woman smiled and nodded, "You still haven't persisted on this path."
"Since the steel plant has been built, why not build a machinery plant? This one is not bad?"
"Just like the second branch of the Hongxing Machinery Factory, Wang Huzi can do it in the northwest, and it is very successful, so why can't it be done in Yanzhou?"
"At the very least, I think Yanzhou is much better than Northwest China."
snap
The old man slapped his thighs, a look of joy on his face.
"You're right, you're right."
“It doesn’t need to be too big, it just needs to be productive.”
"The water flows slowly and steadily, right?"
The old man felt as if the cork had been pulled out of the bottle and everything was flowing smoothly.
"Have you figured it out now?"
"Um!"
The old man regained his wise appearance and began to think about how to build a machinery factory.
"I'll ask someone to go to the local area to investigate and see if..."
But before he could finish speaking, the old woman slapped her thigh and interrupted, "I'm telling you, this kind of thing has to be left to professionals."
"Don't worry about it."
The old man's expression froze after hearing this, and then he laughed at himself, "If you hadn't reminded me, I would have made another personal mistake."
"Tell me, who is the most suitable person to entrust this matter to?"
The old woman shook her head. She said so much today because she was giving advice to her husband. She usually did not get involved in work matters.
"You just need to discuss this with Lao Chen."
After saying that, he picked up the bowl and walked out, "By the way, I asked Mingyue yesterday, and she said that when she comes back during the Mid-Autumn Festival, she won't be with the team, so as not to attract attention."
"I'm thinking about buying some clothes and gifts for my children, and I need to buy some furniture. I'm going to live here from now on, so I have to be well prepared."
"When you receive your allowance, remember to pay it back to me."
"You have to be more careful in the future..."
The old man's face turned red immediately after hearing this. He invited guests to dinner quite frequently during this period, and his money was a bit tight.
Seeing his wife leaving, the old man sighed.
Even though he is a great butler, in this house, he is also in charge.
Do you want to set up a small treasury?
As soon as the idea came up, he killed it.
It’s not that I don’t want to do it, it’s just that all the money I have is being taken away by others.
No need to do it.
well!
A penny can stump a heroic man.
Only when money is used will it be regretted.
Thinking of this, the old man thought of Tang Mingyue. This child's parents left during the war and had been by his side for many years. He and his wife regarded him as their own child.
She also thinks about giving her husband’s family a home of her own like Xiaolong in the future.
It's good now, my own cabbage has been...
Still can't explain it clearly.
Even the child can only be said to have been adopted from the disaster area.
What made him even more upset was that after this incident, he no longer wanted to get married.
It is enough to say that having children is enough.
After hearing this, who wouldn’t be upset?
Just thinking about this child made the old man feel softer in his heart.
"This brat, just think of it as helping your children."
The old man muttered something, then picked up the phone and dialed.
Mr. Chen had just read the plan sent by Liu Huaimin, which clearly pointed out the production requirements for the threshing machine.
Obviously, it cannot be made by just any small workshop.
This is probably why they looked for help from the First Machinery Department.
After all, there are several other machine departments, but none of them has a stall as big as the machine department that can be spread out quickly.
Mr. Chen was thinking about it, and when he was about to get up, the phone on the table suddenly rang.
Mr. Chen looked stern when he saw the red landline phone.
Then he walked forward, picked up the phone, and heard a familiar voice again.
"Old Chen, I have something I want you to help me figure out..."
The old man explained the situation directly, and Mr. Chen was speechless.
He knew what happened in Yanzhou. To be honest, he shouldn't have made it so big in the first place.
Because in his opinion, there is no need at all, and there is no "soil" around him. It is just to take care of the "nostalgic complex" of the old brothers, and he can't say it.
Now that he was talking about it again, it made him very embarrassed.
If you want to solve the problem, you have to start from many aspects.
"Old Chen, if you think of a way, if it doesn't work, let the machinery factory help. Don't they have two branches?"
"Just build another one."
...
When Mr. Chen hung up the phone, he understood what the other party meant.
Build a branch factory.
"The third branch? It's not impossible."
Thinking of this, Mr. Chen immediately asked someone to find a famous machinery factory in the Yanzhou area.
It's too late to start over, so we have to rebuild.