Rebirth of the Wild Age

When Zheng Xuehong and Chen Tao came to Rongping again, Song Weiyang was still negotiating advertising contracts in the provincial capital.

To the west is a busy factory and to the east is an equally busy construction site. I heard from the workers that the foundation is being dug in the east to build a new factory building.

Standing outside the workshop, Zheng Xuehong looked at the continuously rotating assembly line inside, and said dumbfounded, "Is this the same canning factory we visited?"

"He's too... too powerful!" Chen Tao said in surprise.

Chen Tao used to be a female worker in a cotton spinning factory. The cotton spinning factory she worked in was in a semi-shutdown state, and two batches of workers had been laid off. The factory manager tried everything to no avail, and sometimes even had to rely on bank loans to pay wages.

Because of this, Chen Tao was so surprised, and couldn't imagine how Song Weiyang did it.

Zheng Xuehong scratched his head: "It seems that we have nothing to do, the factory is booming, and there is no shortage of hundreds of thousands of investment."

"Then vote or not?" Chen Tao asked.

"Do you have the face to vote?" Zheng Xuehong asked back.

Chen Tao was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to do.

According to their original plan, they invested 500,000 and 150,000 respectively, occupying 16% and 6% of the shares of the canning factory. But now, the cannery does not lack that little money at all, and the investment is tantamount to taking advantage of others.

The two stood in a daze for a while, and Guo Xiaolan suddenly came to the factory.

"Xiao Zheng, Xiao Chen, why didn't you say anything when you came back? Sit inside!" Guo Xiaolan laughed.

"Hello, auntie!"

"Sister Guo!"

Guo Xiaolan brought them into the reception room, made tea herself, and said, "Yangyang and his brother are not here, they have gone to the provincial capital, and it may take a few days before they come back."

"It's okay, let's just sit and go." Zheng Xuehong really didn't want to meet Song Weiyang, it was too embarrassing.

If you insist on investing, you will probably fall out, and you won't even have to be friends. Even if Song Weiyang accepted the investment, Zheng Xuehong would feel bad about it, and it was difficult to get along well with each other.

The worst ending is that Song Weiyang turns his back on people and tells them to leave.

Although Chen Tao had a thick skin, she didn't want to be ashamed, so she agreed, "Yes, let's take a look and leave tomorrow."

Guo Xiaolan is also a good person, she guessed the general idea in an instant, and said with a smile: "Don't rush away, wait for Yangyang to come back, when will the people of the Song family not count their words?"

"Sister Guo, I didn't mean that." Zheng Xuehong was extremely embarrassed.

Chen Tao said: "Auntie, I think the previous investment plan can be changed, we can't take so much."

"A friend in adversity sees the truth. You decided to invest when the cannery was in the most difficult time. Although the situation has changed now, some things cannot be changed," Guo Xiaolan said with a smile, "Do you think this is the truth?"

Zheng Xuehong and Chen Tao nodded again and again, and they had a very good impression of Guo Xiaolan.

Guo Xiaolan added: "If you feel awkward and want to formulate a new share split plan, that's fine too. But wait until Yang Yang comes back. Let's sit together and discuss it, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

"It should." Zheng Xuehong said.

Chen Tao changed the subject and said, "Auntie, the cannery is booming now. I saw several trucks outside waiting to be loaded."

Guo Xiaolan smiled and said, "They were all transported to other counties and cities."

Zheng Xuehong said: "The traffic is a bit inconvenient. It would be nice if the government could repair the roads."

"Take the railway," Guo Xiaolan said. "The central enterprises in the city have special freight trains. Their goods are not easy to sell, and the trains are idle even if they are idle, so they rent the wagons to the cannery at a low price."

"That's okay, the train is convenient." Zheng Xuehong nodded.

Guo Xiaolan said: "It's just that the production can't keep up, and the fruit is not enough. The local yellow peaches are almost harvested."

Zheng Xuehong had an idea, and suddenly realized that he could contribute. He said: "Our county also produces yellow peaches. Although they are not as good as the varieties here, they are more than enough for canning. Otherwise, I will go back and contact the fruit farmers and bring the peaches from Mengping County The yellow peaches are all shipped over!"

"Do you have a cannery over there?" Guo Xiaolan asked.

Zheng Xuehong said: "Yes, he will die."

Guo Xiaolan asked again: "Is the yellow peach planting scale large?"

Zheng Xuehong said: "The scale is not large, and they are all scattered by farmers, but the planting area is very large. In some villages, almost every household has several yellow peach trees."

"Then there's no need to transport the fruit, it's too troublesome," Guo Xiaolan said, "We'll ship the packaging, and then send a few technical directors to produce it at the cannery in your county."

Song Shumin had done this before. At that time, the state-owned winery could not be purchased, and the state-owned winery was also struggling, so he paid for the state-owned winery to manufacture it.

Zheng Xuehong said happily: "This is a good thing, the cannery in our county will definitely be happy."

"We're leaving tomorrow!" Guo Xiaolan acted vigorously.

"I'll go with you too, maybe I can help!" Chen Tao said hastily.

Zheng Xuehong said: "I can contact the county government, and the county government will take the lead, so that the cannery and fruit farmers can feel more at ease."

Both Zheng Xuehong and Chen Tao are ambitious people, and they believe that they can get ahead by mixing with Song Weiyang. Once they have an opportunity, they immediately want to show their existence value, and they don't want to be regarded as free food by Song Weiyang - they also have more confidence when talking about investment.

Guo Xiaolan was thinking, since Zheng Xuehong's hometown produces yellow peaches, and there is a poorly managed canning factory in the local area. Then other places in Xikang Province may also have this situation. If the cans are handed over to these factories for OEM, wouldn't the most difficult problem be solved now?

Associate!

This was a very popular term in the late 80s and early 90s.

All kinds of state-owned enterprises that have been losing money year after year choose to join forces with star private companies. Of course, I am happy to be able to do OEM work for others, but if I can’t do it, it’s okay to hang up a joint venture brand to feel happy. There are dozens of joint venture companies under the name of Vanke.

Foundry is too ugly, it's like a state-owned enterprise working for a private company.

Guo Xiaolan is now ready to run around the province under the banner of the joint venture to rapidly expand the production scale of the canning factory.

Even in places where yellow peaches are not produced, other cans can be made.

The more Guo Xiaolan thought about it, the more excited she became. As long as it operates properly, she is sure to incorporate all the loss-making canneries in the province in a short period of time, provided that the sales volume must keep up.

"Xiao Zheng, Xiao Chen, I have an idea..." Guo Xiaolan said with a smile.

In Guo Xiaolan's plan, Zheng Xuehong and Chen Tao once again had a place to play. They still used the banner of Hong Kong businessmen to visit local governments with Guo Xiaolan to discuss joint ventures.

After listening to Guo Xiaolan's plan, Zheng Xuehong and Chen Tao looked at each other in admiration - as expected of Dr. Ma's mother!

Not to mention them, even Song Weiyang felt that his mother was very powerful after understanding the situation, at least he hadn't thought of this method for the time being.

Only half a year later, Guo Xiaolan incorporated more than 20 canning factories as her own OEM workshops through joint ventures.

These enterprises need Song Weiyang to pay wages, and the canned food they produce is also labeled with Xifeng's trademark. As long as the local government permits, Song Weiyang can acquire any company he wants, and he can easily become a super large enterprise.

Of course, only fools would buy them.

How convenient it is to be an OEM, but after purchasing it becomes a burden, and the workers in those state-owned factories are not easy to deal with.