Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

The Xibao Meat Factory held a small ceremony to welcome Comrade Duan Hua, the deputy director of the canning factory, as the deputy director of the general factory.

Zheng Jianming held his nose and handed over the work of contacting the WestJet factory to Duan Hua. He only kept some publicity and logistics work, and all the documents from the province were down. Will sacrifice for him.

For a total of one week, Zheng Jianming only felt that his position had regressed to five years ago.

After going home and drinking for a day, Zheng Jianming came to work at noon, still smiling, and asked people: "Where is the old Duan? Which office have you been assigned to?"

"Director Duan's office is on the second floor, but he is not there now. He said that he has been working at the WestJet factory for the past few days." The director of the general affairs office reported in detail.

Zheng Jianming's smile disappeared: "Still working in the WestJet factory? Do you think the main factory is fine? Such a big meat joint factory, there are so many things to do, what's the matter with him spending every day in a pharmaceutical factory with more than a dozen people !"

No one dared to answer this word.

"Where are the others?" Zheng Jianming asked the executives.

"The secretary is looking after the house in the office, and the factory manager is at WestJet..." The secretary tried to reduce his projected area as much as possible.

Zheng Jianming's psychological shadow was greatly expanded. He complained a few words and asked, "What are you doing at the WestJet factory?"

"Zeneca temporarily requested to rebuild the factory building and transport things over..."

Zheng Jianming knew there was a problem as soon as he heard it, and immediately interrupted him, saying: "Arrange a car for me, I'll go there now."

"All the cars in the factory have been driven away." The director shrugged his shoulders and almost reduced his projected area to the minimum, no matter how small it is, yoga skills are needed.

Zheng Jianming didn't want to find out if he really didn't have a car anymore, so he snorted heavily and went downstairs to ride his bicycle.

WestJet factory.

Looking at the main workshop from a distance, thick smoke was billowing. It was workers using steam to sterilize.

In addition to the main workshop, the auxiliary workshop was also isolated, and people in white overalls could be seen busy from a distance.

The old factory director and the new deputy factory director, Comrade Duan Hua, stood together, talking with their heads tilted.

Zheng Jianming felt uncomfortable seeing this scene, and the bicycle was not locked, so he found a place to lean on and walked away quickly.

"Why did you gather a bunch of people?" Zheng Jianming laughed haha, and forcibly joined the old factory manager and Duan Hua.

"Jianming is here, take a look at this." The attitude of the old factory manager didn't change, he shook his hand twice, and there were several orange crystals the size of rice grains in his palm.

"The new coenzyme Q10? It's pretty good." Zheng Jianming didn't understand why.

"Look at the quality of the crystal." The old factory manager pointed out.

Just like many chemical products, coenzyme Q10 just out of the factory is crystalline. The crystallization technology before the 1980s was relatively backward. The best coenzyme Q10 produced by Japanese manufacturers is barely crystalline, and the color is dark.

After the end of the 1970s, especially in the 1980s, a qualitative breakthrough occurred in biotechnology, such as coenzyme Q10 and other crystalline products, have made great breakthroughs, and gravel-shaped coenzyme Q10 is the most common in major factories. A uniform, clear orange-yellow is best.

In the newly built WestJet factory in 1983, the initial magic weapon was that the crystallization state of coenzyme Q10 was particularly good. The crystals the size of rice grains were relatively regular in color and volume. Although the crystals were not translucent, they were also very clear. When observed, the crystal inclusions are fine and well-distributed.

It can be said that the coenzyme Q10 produced by the WestJet factory is the top in the world. Even after a year, the quality of the coenzyme Q10 produced by French and Japanese manufacturers has improved, but it may not be comparable to the coenzyme Q10 produced by the WestJet factory. .

This outstanding quality makes the coenzyme Q10 produced by the WestJet factory sell at a high price, and the supply is in short supply.

The dividend that Yang Rui got last year,

It is more than 30% higher than expected, partly from the increased production capacity, and the other half from the quality premium.

Zheng Jianming was in charge of contacting the WestJet factory. He knew the only product here very well. He frowned and looked at it for a long time, but finally shook his head incomprehensibly. The speed is relatively average, where is the problem?"

"No problem?" The old factory manager asked again.

Zheng Jianming looked at it carefully for a while, and said, "I didn't see it."

"How about the ones produced by the Bixijie factory before?" Duan Hua asked, his voice a little hoarse.

"Almost, it belongs to the lower middle level. Is this selected?" Screening is the last step before leaving the factory. It is used to classify and package coenzyme Q10 crystals of different sizes and uniformity, and sell them at different prices.

As a high-priced health product, coenzyme Q10 is mainly consumed in developed countries such as Europe, America and Japan. The price of 20 US dollars per gram is destined to have nothing to do with the general public.

Because of this, the more expensive coenzyme Q10 is, the more expensive it is to sell, and the better it is, the more expensive it is to sell.

Of course, because the total output of coenzyme Q10 is small and the supply of products exceeds demand, common or poor products can also be sold, but the profit is slightly lower.

The WestJet factory used to divide products into five grades. The middle three grades are all the size of rice grains, but the clarity and uniformity are different. The highest grade is at least as big as one and a half rice grains, weighs more than one-tenth of a gram, and sells for as much as $35 per gram is equivalent to $3.50 per capsule of coenzyme Q10, but this kind of product is the best seller, and orders have been placed for a year later.

The coenzyme Q10 in the hands of the old factory manager belongs to the fourth grade, and it is also the type with the largest output in the WestJet factory. Duan Hua really can't see the problem.

The old factory manager laughed twice and said, "It was shipped from the factory yesterday."

"It's not bad." Zheng Jianming commented casually, and said with a smile: "Don't be a fool, what's going on?"

"Look at the factory building."

"Factory building?" Zheng Jianming was full of suspicion, looking at the workshop that had been demolished and half in ruins, looking and looking again and again.

Suddenly, Zheng Jianming thought of something, and said, "The clean workshop hasn't been built yet!"

He didn't care much about the cleanliness of the workshop before. The former biochemical workshop of Xibao Meat Factory was dirty and messy, and coenzyme Q10 was still produced. However, after the WestJet factory was built, Zheng Jianming and others figured out the gap. The coenzyme Q10 produced in the biochemical workshop of the West Fort Meat Factory is small and black. It is not crystallized at all, and it does not even have a basic gritty shape. It is more like an orange-yellow paste. After drying, it will harden. It is hard and the price is the lowest, often not even 20 US dollars per gram. Not only that, the production of the biochemical workshop of the West Fort Meat Factory is also very small. The same weight of pig heart can be produced in the WestJet factory 100 grams, the previous biochemical workshop did not even have 50 grams...

Now, the WestJet factory spent nearly one hundred thousand US dollars to build a clean factory building that needs to be rebuilt, which means that the current production conditions are far inferior to those during normal operation.

Duan Hua nodded excitedly at this time and said: "There is a shed in the workshop, which is similar to the construction site, but the finished products are quite uniform, and the output is not low..."

"It's all like this?" Zheng Jianming was startled.

"Not all, but about the same, more than half have this quality."

"why?"

"I don't know." Duan Hua laughed out loud, and said, "Yang Rui is studying it."

"This plant extraction method produces coenzyme Q10, isn't it already used in several factories?"

"What we are using now is the second generation. It is something made by Yang Ruixin. It has never been produced in a factory before." Duan Hua paused and said: "It is said that the crystallization of coenzyme Q10 produced in the laboratory is more expensive than the one we produce now." It's better."

Zheng Jianming's eyebrows twitched twice, and asked: "Then after we have a clean workshop, can the quality be improved?"

"It's hard to say, look at the group of foreigners, they are all jumping outside in a hurry." The old factory manager pointed at a few British people and laughed.

Zheng Jianming asked strangely: "What are you dancing outside? Why don't you go in?"

"Yang Rui won't let them in." Duan Hua smiled.

Zheng Jianming was even more surprised: "If Yang Rui doesn't let them in, they won't go in? Why?"

In the era of first-class foreigners and second-class officials, Zheng Jianming didn't understand what qualifications Yang Rui had to block Zeneca's technicians. Don't you see that the provincial government officials have to be careful to wait on the dispatchers of Jielikang. They rushed over on purpose, but were stopped outside the door. How angry.

Duan Hua was already surprised, and said calmly at this time: "Yang Rui hired a lawyer. He has a contract with Zeneca. The factory has not been completed here, and the technology is all under his control."

Zheng Jianming nodded half-understood, dubious about the lawyer Yunyun.

However, looking at the high-spirited foreign masters on weekdays, all of them stood outside the factory with dusty eyes, dark circles, and red eyes, eager to enter but couldn't enter, Zheng Jianming was inexplicably relieved.

"So, isn't the relationship between Yang Rui and Jielikang broken?" Zheng Jianming thought of this, and said it naturally, his eyes suddenly brightened again.

The reason why he regressed and Duan Hua made progress was superficially because of the support of the provincial government, but the fundamental reason was that Zeneca threw away the investment carrot. These years, not to mention the inland provinces like Hedong province, even the big cities like Beijing and Shanghai, and the coastal provinces like Guangdong and Fujian, they will be unstable when they see investment, and they come with big investments, such as Hong Kong. Li Ka-shing, Wang Yongqing from Taiwan, and Rockefeller (Sun) from the United States all required the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the State Council to cheer up and be personally interviewed by the second generation to negotiate conditions.

Yang Rui, or Duan Hua, without the support of Zeneca, is nothing... Zheng Jianming looked at Duan Hua himself, suppressing a smile from the corner of his mouth, thinking: There is a short-sighted nephew, and that's all you need to do.

Duan Hua smiled and said nothing. The old factory manager coughed and said, "As far as the matter is concerned, let's first care about the situation of the WestJet factory."

"What the factory manager said is true." Zheng Jianming lowered his head slightly, and hope gradually surged in his heart.

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