Chapter 163 The three factories with many problems
"Well, from the beginning of last year to now, our factory has not even run the machine tools, and the workers have not gone to work. There used to be more than 400 people in the factory, but now there are only a dozen people in the factory every day, either drinking or playing poker.
If this continues, I’m afraid I won’t even be able to pay the basic salary!”
Sun Mingfan sighed.
"Uncle Sun, the fan you made just blows the wind. It's not beautiful at all. If you improve the technology, you might be able to recover."
Liu Lang asked casually.
"Haha, kid, you put it simply. If you want to improve, you have to buy equipment and modify the machine tools. This is all money! Two years ago, we still had money for modification. Now in the warehouse
However, there is still a backlog of tens of thousands of fans, and there is no shortage of them in the factory.
The money is gone. Now the factory workers' expenses are still paid by the government. Now the government doesn't want to give money. Let us find a way. Without money, how can we find a way? Later, we said that all the leaders should come and take a look. Now you are us.
The great savior of Factory No. 3!"
Sun Mingfan said.
"The great savior?"
Wang Zhendong and Mu Xiaohu became angry again.
"Well, Hu Zhixian, you want us to help the poor. How can such a shabby factory start working if there are not even a few workers left? It's just sending beggars away."
Liu Lang understands the deputy mayor very well. If he were himself, he would not hand over a profitable factory to others to engage in "evil ways". This is what Wang Zhendong and Mu Xiaohu would do if they were to find each other by themselves.
I'm afraid I will be kicked out directly.
The most critical thing now is whether the factory can produce the parts used. As long as they can do it, once Transformers is launched into the foreign market, the factory will suddenly turn a profit, and the workers will be paid not to mention fifty or sixty yuan.
, there is no problem even if it is eighty or ninety.
"Let's go to the lathe workshop and have a look!"
When Sun Mingfan saw Wang Zhendong and Mu Xiaohu's livid faces, he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He didn't know what the other party wanted to do, so he could only lead them around.
"Hou San'er, what are you doing?"
A group of people were walking when a person accompanying them suddenly shouted into the distance. Several people followed the sound and looked, only to see a man squatting in the corner excreting in the corner fifty or sixty meters away, with his white butt far away.
Just see it clearly.
"Damn it, if you don't go to the toilet and come here to poop, get out of here!"
Sun Mingfan yelled angrily. After hearing this, the man calmly wiped his buttocks with a piece of paper, stood up, lifted up his pants, and left in a swaggering manner, completely ignoring him.
Wang Zhendong is so angry! Why do you keep such a person? If he were in the army, he would dare to shoot him.
"Uncle Sun, the management of your factory is really a problem!"
Liu Lang smiled and said.
"Oh, there's no way, there's no way. The workers can't pay their wages, and it's hard for us people to talk. Now we still have a little basic salary every month. If we can't even pay this little money, we and I
It would be better if you don’t get beaten to death by them.”
Sun Mingfan kept shaking his head.
"This is the lathe workshop, and there is a grinder workshop in front, as well as a cold treatment and heat treatment workshop."
Soon a few people arrived in a large workshop. The workshop was very high, more than ten meters long, more than fifty meters long, and more than twenty meters wide. The area of more than one thousand square meters was already very large.
But it already looked very dilapidated, and there were many slogans written in red pen on the wall outside the workshop: "It's good to have only one child, and the country will take care of you in old age!" "Work hard for 300 days, and produce 50,000 units per year!"
Sun Mingfan pushed open the workshop door and led everyone into the workshop.
There are nearly twenty machine tools inside, arranged randomly and irregularly. There are various debris thrown on the ground, and among the debris there is vaguely human feces. It seems that the person who went outside to defecate just now is still there.
Not bad.
"What are these?"
There was a sour smell mixed with engine oil in the air, and Mu Xiaohu retreated as soon as he covered his nose.
Liu Lang, Xiong Huaizhi and Chen Fan ignored the smell and arrived in front of a lathe in a few steps.
"The C123 lathe is one of the earliest pieces of equipment in the country. It was imported from the Soviet Union and has been around for more than 40 years. There is no problem in manufacturing our parts!"
As Xiong Huaizhi said this, he walked to the power supply, connected it and pressed the switch to see if it could start, but the machine tool did not respond.
"What's going on? Are all these machine tools broken?"
Xiong Huaizhi was stunned.
"No, no, folks, although our machine tools are a little older, they are all good. It's just... we just owe the electricity bill recently and the power supply station stopped the electricity."
Sun Mingfan replied sheepishly.
“Can’t even pay the electricity bill?”
Xiong Huaizhi shook his head, there are really many problems in this factory.
"Let's go to other workshops and have a look!"
Several people went to the grinder workshop, milling machine workshop, and then to the equipment workshop to look around.
"Liu Lang, how is this factory?"
Wang Zhendong asked at this moment.
"As for production, there is no big problem. If we start working at full capacity, we can produce more than tens of thousands of pieces a year without any problems, which is pretty good. But can this factory take over our work?"
There is no problem with the hardware. Although these equipments are very old, the parts required for Transformers have little technical content. They are the most basic steps such as turning, grinding, milling, and coloring. All you need to do is follow the drawings.
There won't be any big problems, but in terms of "software", the problem is huge. The workers in this factory have lost their hearts. As the person in charge, Sun Mingfan can't even stop open defecation, so how can he control it?
Without people, no matter how simple the product is, you can't produce it. Even if you get these people back, the management won't be able to keep up. Then they will fool you and the products produced will be defective. Isn't that damaging your own brand?
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As for replacing people, it's impossible. This factory is a state-owned factory, and the workers are all migrant workers or large collective workers. They are also considered people within the system. Who among the three or four hundred people dares to say that they don't need it? You don't need to fire it.
Salary?
"Xiao Sun, who are you, Sun Fucai?"
Xiong Huaizhi suddenly asked.
"Oh, that's my father!"
Sun Mingfan answered.
"So it's your father! I know him. He should be... fifty-four years old this year!"
Xiong Huaizhi thought for a while and said.
"Yes! Old man, how did you know?"
The other party asked immediately.
"Haha, how do I know? In the early 1950s, he was my apprentice. At that time, we were both working in the shipyard. I taught him step by step. Your father is also very smart. He learned 40% of my skills. Later, after becoming an apprentice,
Then he came to the capital to work. In 1978, he went to the Machinery Department for a meeting, and I even met him once... It's been five or six years now!"
Xiong Huaizhi sighed.
"Are you Mr. Xiong?"
The other party asked immediately.
"Oh, your father mentioned me?"
"I've mentioned it, of course I've mentioned it. He always says he's sorry for you...!"
"Oh, everything I'm sorry for is in the past. He mentioned me to you, which means he is still thinking about me as a teacher. Is he sick now? How is he doing?"