Northern Machinery Factory.
The conference room was completely silent. There was only a young man in his thirties flipping through the account book.
The first meeting of the new factory director, Chu Feng, was currently in progress.
A few days ago, Chu Feng transmigrated.
Time traveled to the 1990s.
The title of director of a state-owned machinery factory that was on the verge of bankruptcy fell on his head.
In this world, Chu Feng was the child of the workers and had grown up in the factory.
Later on, the factory was not doing well and Chu Feng was sent overseas to expand his business. Chu Feng was able to feed the thousands of workers in the factory on his own.
Chu Feng had become the factory's last life-saving straw!
A few days ago, the old factory manager had gone against all odds and transferred Chu Feng back. He had also convinced the higher-ups to abdicate.
Chu Feng paused and raised his head to glance at everyone. He coughed and said,""In order to make this meeting a success, I've conducted a certain amount of research on our factory.”
"I have a better understanding of the situation in our factory…I saw it and heard it.”
"It can be said to be shocking!"
It was a shocking sight. As soon as the words came out, everyone in the meeting room tensed up.
They tensed up and the string in Chu Feng's heart relaxed. He leaned back in his chair and said,""In some of our production workshops, there's actually a small shop, a bun shop, and a youtiao pot. Isn't this too ridiculous?”
"I don't even dare to write novels like this!"
After a moment of silence, the head of the production department said,""Factory Manager Chu, this isn't ridiculous."
"Our factory hasn't paid wages for more than half a year. Everyone has to engage in production to save themselves.”
Everyone echoed,
"Yeah,"
"Yes,"
" That's right, I can't help it. I can't starve to death…"
The head of the sales department also said," Yes, this matter is understandable. After all, the factory has also set up a small winery. They have taken the lead in not doing their proper business.”
Chu Feng shook his head helplessly. The factory was not doing well, so it was not doing its proper business. Not doing its proper business caused the factory to be even worse off. It was a vicious cycle…
The old factory manager sitting beside Chu Feng, who was also Chu Feng's original master, slapped the table.""I'm mainly responsible for this situation.”
"Because I can't pay my salary, I'm a little laissez-faire.”
A new official had three fires. Chu Feng grew up in the factory and knew his roots. He wasn't some random cadre, so everyone was afraid of being burned.
Now that the old factory manager took the initiative to take responsibility, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
Chu Feng paused for a moment. He was burning with rage as he looked at them.
What kind of situation was this? He didn't want to help each other in the same boat, but he wanted to shirk responsibility!
A hundred-year-old factory, where several generations of people worked!
If the factory was still there, everyone could continue to live. If the factory was gone, everyone would be finished!
Bang!
"Organization Office, Factory Office, two directors and four deputy directors."”
" HR work, four departments: the Organization Department, the Service Department, the Human Resources Department, and that service center…"
"These jobs overlap with each other. How can we shirk responsibility when we encounter something?!”
Chu Feng's tone became more and more serious. The officers in the conference room didn't dare to breathe too loudly.
"If you ask me,"
"The factory office, the organization office, the two offices are combined. One office is enough!”
"Aren't there four departments for human resources? Consolidating, integrating into one!"
"Reduce the manpower of the Human Resources Department by at least two-thirds!”
Chu Feng paced back and forth and said,""Better troops and simpler administration, starting from the mechanisms!”
"The factory is in such a difficult situation. It suffers losses every year and is on the verge of closing down.”
"But we can still eat this big pot of rice?"
"Also, the annual reception fee is 400,000 to 500,000. Let's not talk about responsibility, let's talk about conscience. Which company can withstand such a meal?”
" They all have mines at home?!"
"There's also employee benefits, the factory's employee family area, and the utility bill. The factory can't pay for it anymore!”
"And that phone bill, what travel expenses, the factory can't pay anymore!”
"How many years has it been?"
"Just writing slogans on the wall doesn't improve his consciousness at all?!”
"It has to change. If it doesn't change, I'm telling you, thousands of people in the stadium will die!”
Chu Feng's last few words were simply curses…
All the officers who attended the meeting lowered their heads. No one dared to speak.
Ten thousand horses were silent.
Chu Feng had just taken up his post and he already dared to do this. This was simply too much!
However, everyone was unconvinced!
Didn't he, Chu Feng, grow up in the factory as well? They were all people from the factory. Was there a need to be so heartless?
The factory belonged to everyone. So what if everyone ate and drank…
The scene froze. The old factory manager, Zhao Jianping, raised his hand and waved."Factory Manager Chu, don't wander around here. You're making me dizzy.”
"Go back to your seat and sit down.”
Chu Feng clasped his hands behind his back and returned to his seat.
The old factory manager knocked on the table and said earnestly,"Reforms must be carried out according to the rules.”
"There are regulations on the welfare of the senior officers at the corresponding level in the factory!”
Unexpectedly, at the next moment, Chu Feng directly opened his mouth and retorted,""You can enjoy the benefits openly.”
Then, Chu Feng shouted to everyone present,""You can pay for the excess yourself. Don't make a fool of yourself!”
Before he could finish his sentence, all the officers were dumbfounded.
Chu Feng, this brat, actually dared to treat the old factory manager like this?
That was the old factory manager who had managed the factory for decades!
The old factory manager was responsible for the poor management of the factory in the past two years, but in the past few decades, everyone remembered the kindness of the old factory manager!
It was one thing for others to insult the old factory manager, but the key was Chu Feng!
The old factory manager was Chu Feng's master. He had raised him up hand in hand…
Bang!
The old factory manager, Zhao Jianping, was visibly angry. For decades, no one in the factory dared to speak to him like this. He stood up and walked out with a thermos flask.
Everyone in the meeting room panicked.
"Old factory manager."
"Old factory manager…"
"Why did the old factory manager leave?"
Bang!
"What are you arguing about? What are you copying?" Chu Feng slapped the table.!”
"The old factory manager is dizzy and uncomfortable. Can't he rest for a while?!”
"Everyone, sit down and continue the meeting!”
Everyone shuddered as they lowered their heads and kept taking notes…
Chu Feng continued," I'm talking about the problem with our factory. There are thousands of people!”
"The factory is gone, and thousands of people are all dead. If we want to get through this, it's equivalent to starting a second business. We have to bring glory to our century-old factory!”
……
……
In the factory director's office, Chu Feng was flipping through a map of the Furious Bear Country.
If the factory wanted to tide over the difficulties, it would have to save money and open up new sources!
The work of reducing expenses had already been explained clearly at the meeting, but this was only a temporary solution.
How to get a large sum of money as soon as possible, develop a profitable business, and pay the employees was the key!
After all, the factory hadn't been paid for half a year…
Dong dong dong!
Someone knocked on the door.
Chu Feng closed the map in his hand.”
"Manager Chu, how do you plan to bring glory to our century-old factory?”Zhao Jianping from the old factory came in.
Chu Feng quickly stood up and laughed.”
"No way, no way. You're not really angry, are you?”
Zhao Jianping rolled his eyes at Chu Feng.”
"Besides, didn't we agree on this in advance to establish your prestige?”
"You're a child from the factory. They watched you grow up. If you don't do this, you really won't be able to control them..."
As he spoke, Sun Jianping took out a purchase list from his pocket.""Chu Feng, this is all we have left on our account.”
"The goods I bought were filled with three trains of leather!”
Chu Feng took the list and glanced at it.
If the last 500,000 yuan of the Northern Machinery Plant was distributed to the employees, each person would only get 500 yuan, which was a month's salary. It could be said to be a drop in the bucket...
As for Chu Feng, he chose to use this money to purchase all the common daily necessities and fill up three train carriages!
No one knew why Chu Feng would do this. Even the old factory manager, Zhao Jianping, couldn't figure it out.
They couldn't see through or figure it out because of the lack of information. As a transmigrator, Chu Feng had a deep understanding of the northern neighboring country that had just disintegrated!
Where did they lack the most?
What did he lack the most?
At this time, Furious Bear Country had just disintegrated, and many news had yet to be released…
Chu Feng could be said to be the first person to eat crabs.
……
……
That night.
Chu Feng led a few people and followed the three wagons of goods onto the train on the Siberian railway.
A few days later, they arrived at the station.
Chu Feng and the others got out of the car while assigning tasks.
"Look after the goods. Don't leak them out."
"Now that the hairy bear has just disintegrated, it's in a mess…"
" Let's get a clear picture of the situation first and see the market price…"
This was Furry Bear Country, and the races were all different. Chu Feng spoke Mandarin, and no one understood him at all. Thus, he generously began to assign tasks.
"Factory Manager, is this okay?"
"Rest assured."
In the last century, the most important foreign language in China was not English, but a foreign language.
The group of people Chu Feng brought out from the factory were all fluent in Russian.
The original Chu Feng was able to be sent overseas for sales and was even proficient in several languages. All these were accepted by Chu Feng.
"Sigh! " That, that…" Suddenly, Little Wang, who had followed them, shouted. He was dumbfounded and stared at the sky without moving.
The few of them followed his gaze and looked up into the sky…
"F * ck!"
"Oh my god…"
" This, this, this isn't the picture in the newspaper…"
The people who came with Chu Feng were all stunned.
They had never seen such a beautiful thing before.
It was a huge plane. It was huge and elegant!
The wings of the plane flapped as it passed through the clouds and whistled across the horizon...
Changable rear wing!
Chu Feng couldn't help but say,"" A thousand times of diplomatic protest is not as good as one flap of its wings..."
When it first came out, it created more than 40 world records.
Ying-chan was on pins and needles, flying at Mach 2.01. With a kick of floor oil, she lost two F-35s. Even Ying-chan's most advanced fighter jet could not catch up!
Even though Chu Feng was a transmigrator, he was as astonished as the others.
Even after 40 years, it was still one of the most advanced strategic bomber in the world!
Even after forty years, it was still the national treasure of Da Mao Country!
Even if Chu Feng was a transmigrator!
He had only heard rumors, but had never seen it with his own eyes…
This shock was unprecedented…
The fastest in the world!
The biggest!
The most beautiful strategic bomber!
Tu-160!
A white swan!
Beautiful…
Even Ying-chan's B-2 bomber had never possessed such elegance!
People call him the White Swan,
It was known as the " Jolly Roger Flag " by the North Atlantic treaty!
He served in 1987 and carried the afterglow of the Red Empire…
Without needing to refuel in the air, he could cross the Pacific Ocean, fly more than 10,000 kilometers, and then cast a mushroom cloud on Yingchan…
The roar of the fighter jet whistled in his ears.
Chu Feng couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva and said slowly,""The heaviest load in history.”
"The fastest!"
" The strategic bomber with the longest range…"
"If our factory can make this kind of plane, then, then…"
"It shouldn't be closed down…"
The instant he saw the white swan, Chu Feng felt a strong desire in the depths of his heart!
If our Beiji Factory could build this kind of plane, it wouldn't have closed down, right…
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