Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

Bang!

Startled by the sound of the air rifle, a pheasant flapped its wings, trying to fly from a tree, but the next second it fell like a stone.

Zhang Chao happily picked up the pheasant, his face full of joy: "Yangzi, you are really amazing! This is simply unerring! We're going to have something good to eat today."

Qin Yang's face was smiling: "That's about enough, enough to eat, let's make beggar's chicken!"

"Yes, good, good."

Yang Zhaoxiang had already been arrested.

Yang Wangcai disappeared from the hospital one night and his whereabouts were unknown.

Zhang Ping also disappeared with him.

The factory didn't care much, just casually filed a report.

This matter almost became a legend, spreading in everyone's mouth, and Qin Yang, the person involved, was also happy all day long, using the excuse of testing guns to run out hunting.

Today's harvest was not bad, two pheasants, which could be made into delicious beggar's chicken.

Zhang Chao carried a pheasant in one hand, while walking back, he said to Qin Yang: "Yangzi, your proposal to go abroad was rejected by those people.

They are really short-sighted and will definitely regret it in the future!"

Qin Yang smiled: "Chaozi, don't you think I'm taking this opportunity to travel abroad? What about helping the factory sell air rifles is just an excuse?"

"Of course not."

Zhang Chao shook his head repeatedly: "Yangzi, you are a very capable person.

If you really want to go abroad, you don't need to take advantage of the factory at all."

Qin Yang felt very emotional in his heart.

In the end, it was this playmate who trusted him the most, but the others didn't believe him!

Where is the most basic trust between people?

"Hey, Yangzi, it looks like a large group of people have gathered over there?"

"Who cares, let's eat beggar's chicken… Hey, that looks like my dad?"

Although the 960 Factory was small, it had all the necessary departments.

The cinema was a good place for many people to pass the time.

The cinema was built against the mountain, with many steps outside.

At this time, Qin Baoguo was standing on the highest of these steps, with the cinema door behind him and a large number of employees in front of him.

"Factory Director Qin, we are also formal workers in the factory, and have made many contributions to the factory.

Now, the factory is treating us as a burden and wants to get rid of us.

Isn't this too impersonal?"

"That's right, Factory Director Qin, we dedicated our best youth to the motherland and to the third-line military factory.

Now, the factory wants to kick us away after we've served our purpose, this is not acceptable!"

"Even when Factory Director Yang was here, he never had designs on us!"

The last sentence made Qin Baoguo's face even more ugly.

He was originally a technical person and was not good at this at all.

Now that he was blocked by so many people, talking over each other, he felt unable to answer.

"Dear workers, dear family members, please be quiet!"

In previous years, they called on us to leave the mountains and enter the cities.

Now, the country has already reformed and opened up, and there are opportunities everywhere.

As long as everyone has ideas, they can go out and find their own careers!"

Qin Yang was shaking his head outside the crowd.

His own father was forced into this position, and he really wasn't cut out for it.

In fact, there were other capable people in the factory, but no one came to help Qin Baoguo, and they were all preparing to watch the show.

Others were standing by, but he couldn't.

So, Qin Yang had no choice but to hand the air rifle to Zhang Chao next to him, then went around the crowd from the side, quickly climbed up the cinema, came to the door where his father was, and then quickly came down.

"Yangzi, what are you doing here?"

Qin Baoguo was in a mess.

This plan was still under discussion and had not yet formed a final decision, nor had it been announced to the public, but he didn't know who had leaked the news, and then he was blocked here.

He was completely caught off guard, but things always had to be announced.

Now that he encountered this situation, he simply told everyone about it, but he didn't expect that a scholar would meet a soldier, and reason would be unclear.

"Be quiet, what's all the fuss about?"

Qin Yang ignored his father and shouted at the crowd below: "Looking at you like this, I thought the sky was about to fall!

Isn't it just that the factory is going to compress non-production frontline personnel?

What's there to say?

Looking at your age, you've all experienced the era of streamlining administration, right?

Why are you still so unambitious!

There's no entertainment in this poor mountain valley.

What are you nostalgic for?"

"This is still a job after all!"

Someone below opened their mouth: "If we leave here, what else can we do?"

"It's still a job?

If the factory goes bankrupt, everyone won't be able to get paid together, what's there to be nostalgic for?"

Qin Yang looked at these people: "Can't you broaden your horizons?

Going out and doing anything is better than earning these few pennies in the factory, right?"

"Hmph, you make it sound so good, what can we do when we go out?"

"There's a lot you can do."

Qin Yang said: "For example, our factory is currently producing air rifles.

Everyone can wholesale air rifles from the factory and then take them out to sell.

The factory must give priority to everyone, giving us a wholesale price of twenty-five yuan.

You can resell them for thirty-five yuan.

Selling ten air rifles a month can earn a hundred yuan, which is better than earning a dead salary, right?"

Qin Baoguo was anxious.

He wanted to divert non-production personnel, but he didn't consider the way out for these people, so it would be strange if they were satisfied.

If they were arranged to go to other factories in the capital, they would of course have nothing to say, but other factories were also starting to reform.

It was not so easy to insert people from third-line factories.

These idlers in the 960 Factory were used to muddling through their days, so how could they give up their iron rice bowls and go out to find business opportunities themselves?

Qin Yang immediately provided these people with a solution: sell guns!

The 960 Factory had already started manufacturing air rifles, but had not yet officially started selling them.

Why not come up with a salesperson approach, letting these idlers run out to promote air rifles, killing two birds with one stone.

"Hmph, you make it sound easy, where is it so easy to sell?"

Someone below retorted again.

"Is it easy to pass the day with a newspaper and a cup of tea, but can you create value?"

Qin Yang looked at the people below: "When you ask the factory for this and that, think about what contribution you have made to the factory!

The times have long changed, and it is impossible to lie down and get by.

Okay, I'll give you a start, first set a small goal, earn ten thousand yuan, and then become a ten-thousand-yuan household!"

Small goal, ten-thousand-yuan household?

Qin Baoguo widened his eyes.

His son's ideals were really lofty!

Last year, the newspaper reported on the pig-raising king Huang Xinwen, who became rich and well-off by raising pigs, becoming the first ten-thousand-yuan household in the country, but everyone just listened to it.

To say that anyone could earn ten thousand yuan… it was too difficult to rely on a monthly salary of dozens of yuan!