"Isn't it annoying that you always ask the same questions?" Li Wenjun smiled.
Tao Guangming: "Because you never gave me a real answer."
Li Wenjun: "What I gave you is the real answer. I just guessed."
How does he know? Because before the rebirth, this year, almost all newspapers in the country carried large reports saying that this year was colder than previous years.
Tao Guangming narrowed his eyes and stared at him.
Li Wenjun sniffed the tea cake calmly: "Good tea. It is old enough and has a clear aroma. It is a good tea stored in a dry warehouse. It seems that you have invested some money to buy it back. Yes, you will remember me if you have good things.
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Tao Guangming was so impressed by Li Wenjun's praise that he could only take a deep breath, put on a fake smile on his face, and asked again: "Why do you insist that their tires will not work?"
"Don't smile like that, it doesn't suit you." Li Wenjun glanced at him.
Tao Guangming almost couldn't hold himself back and ran away.
Li Wenjun boiled water, warmed the cup, washed the tea, added water, poured a cup for Tao Guangming, and sipped it slowly while saying: "Those motorcycle manufacturers must have used cheap tires in order to save money. Every penny is worth it.
The wear resistance and anti-skid properties of cheap tires will be much worse."
Tao Guangming thought for a while: "Yes."
"Good tea, good tea, with a sweet and mellow aftertaste." Li Wenjun drank the tea in the cup, nodded and sighed, "It's okay when the road conditions are good, but when it rains and freezes, it's easy to not have enough grip to go up the slope.
The main reason for slipping is that the braking distance will be longer than the distance we calculated."
When Tao Guangming heard this, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat: "Hey, dear, if you encounter an emergency and need to brake suddenly, wouldn't it kill someone?"
Fortunately, it is a cold winter this year. It is better for customers who bought motorcycles with inferior tires to take a few chances than to get into an accident.
Li Wenjun sighed: "That's right. How long did it take us to digest other people's automotive technology? They made counterfeit products of our motorcycles in such a short time, and they definitely didn't have time to verify these parameters. They originally wanted to seize the market and run on me.
, and the result is a ruined reputation. This is called haste, waste in speed.”
Tao Guangming looked at him and smiled: "Sometimes, I really think you look like an old man, rather than a young man who is a few months younger than me. Especially when you give us orders and drink tea now
when."
Li Wenjun grinned: "When assigning tasks, if you don't show some dignity, how can you restrain those old youtiaos? Besides, if I don't show off when drinking tea and drink like you, how can I improve my level?"
Tao Guangming sneered: "Haha, you really can't boast, you will show your true colors immediately."
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During this year's double harvest, Li Wenjun gave workers in nearby rural areas a few days off to ensure that the summer grain harvest could be completed smoothly.
This year, God provided good supplies for the first half of the year, and there was not much rain in July and August, so the summer grain harvest was bumper.
After paying the public grain, there was still a lot left. They thought they could keep it all until the Chinese New Year, so many villagers wanted to take it to the county grain bureau to see if they could sell some.
People in Yuanjia Village and Wangjia Village honestly stored their grains because Li Wenjun had told them in advance. Those who insisted on selling their grains were persuaded to sell them to Li Wenjun.
Everyone knows that there are many employees in Li Wenjun's factory, and they can sell to anyone anyway. It is more convenient to drag them to Li Wenjun than to the county seat.
I also heard that the County Grain Bureau has stopped harvesting grain due to this year's bumper summer grain harvest and lacks funds, and is waiting to harvest autumn grain.
People from several nearby villages heard about it, and they all shipped the extra grain after paying enough for the public grain to Li Wenjun.
For a time, the entrance of "Wenjun Industrial" was filled with villagers pulling carts to deliver food.
Those who knew it knew that Li Wenjun collected the rations from the canteen, while those who didn't know thought that Li Wenjun's place had been turned into a grain station.
Li Wenjun ordered Zhao Lin to buy them at the market price, then vacuum-pack them in plastic bags and pile them in an empty room on the second floor of the new workshop.
Lao Wangtou is responsible for the registration, and Zhao Lin is responsible for registering the money.
Lao Wangtou knew the temperament of these villagers very well, and he absolutely believed in Li Wenjun.
Li Wenjun said that we need to stockpile grain. There will definitely be a food shortage in the second half of the year.
Li Wenjun told him that he must make it clear to everyone who sent food that they were selling food voluntarily and could not regret it.
Therefore, every time Lao Wang received someone's food, he would say: "Once you receive it, you can't return it. You have to think clearly. Don't make trouble again then."
Some people found him annoying and muttered: "You sell your own food, do you care?"
When the villagers saw that Li Wenjun had opened and closed it before, they were heartbroken. When Lao Wangtou said this, they felt something was wrong even more. Then some people only sold half of it and shipped the other half back.
As a result, the grain collected by "Wenjun Industrial" in just one afternoon filled half of the floor.
The workers in the mine thought that Li Wenjun must be crazy: If he bought so much food, how long would it take to eat it?
Even Li Wenyong couldn't stand it and reminded him: "Did you know that reselling food is illegal?"
Li Wenjun replied: "I only buy and don't sell. I only collect it for my employees to eat. It doesn't count as reselling and it's not illegal. Besides, at the beginning of this year, the country issued a document that allows for free buying and selling of grain. You also need to ask the canteen to collect some food, otherwise
Food prices will rise in the second half of the year, and the operating costs of the canteen will be very high."
Li Wenyong frowned slightly: He also wanted to do some farming, but he had to have money.
Li Wenjun saw through his mind and said, "Hey, just bring me a few more stones. Why worry so much."
Then Li Wenyong asked the canteen in the mining area to collect several thousand kilograms, and borrowed a vacuum machine and plastic bags from Li Wenjun to pack them and put them in the warehouse.
Li Wenjun calculated that there would be enough food for the factory workers until around September next year, so he stopped accepting it.
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In fact, from that day on, Tao Guangming has been waiting for rain whenever he is free.
As a result, not a drop of rain fell for several months.
The dam staff followed Li Wenjun's instructions and released a little water every day to ensure that the river did not dry out.
Those along the coast who rely on river water for irrigation are in dire straits. With such a low water level, they can't even pump it up.
They called the Agriculture Bureau and told them that there was no water for irrigation and the seedlings were drying up.
The Agriculture Bureau then called the Water Conservancy Bureau to ask for the gates to be opened and water released.
The Water Conservancy Bureau did not dare to respond and asked the Meteorological Bureau when it would rain.
The Meteorological Bureau said: The rainy season has passed. It may not rain this year.
The Grain Bureau became nervous when they saw this situation, and began to report and apply for grain support from other counties, cities, and neighboring provinces.
As a result, both Hunan and Jiangxi provinces were suffering from drought, and there was basically no autumn grain harvest, so grain could only be transferred from the north.
The rice harvest in other villages has basically been lost because there is no water for irrigation.
Yuanjia Village and Wangjia Village switched to planting corn and soybeans. Although the value is not as good as rice, they still have some harvest.
Only then did Yuan Leizi and the others realize how prescient what Li Wenjun said at that time: If they had not listened to Li Wenjun at that time, they would have had to buy food from others in winter and spring. They would not starve to death, but the price would be higher than in previous years.
Some.
Those people who were greedy and sold all their grains are now a little annoyed. Seeing that the rice vat at home has bottomed out, the rice purchased from the grain bureau is 20% more expensive than before.
There is no way, because this is food supplied from other places to support Cha County, and plus shipping and labor costs, it is definitely more expensive than food produced at home.
Li Wenjun's side has hundreds of people eating every day, but there is enough food.
Moreover, the meals in nurseries, child care centers, and technical schools under the "Civil and Military Education" are the same as before, and there is no increase at all.
The room full of food made the cafeteria chefs and logistics director feel so safe.
Factory workers and villagers all lamented Li Wenjun's foresight, which was truly unparalleled.
As a result, the workers in the mining area and the people in the surrounding villages became even more envious of the workers of "Wenjun Industrial".
No matter whether it is a good year or a bad year, we will take care of the rice. This is the iron rice bowl.
