Restart the Flying Age

The chats with Yang Ge along the way were not specific to specific matters, but focused on topics of pattern and development strategy.

　　 Someone may find it boring and empty after listening to it.

　　 But at the level of these two people, they talked with gusto.

　　 In this way, he arrived at the factory of Yuanqi Technology in the ecological lake without knowing it.

　　 The hour hand almost points to 11 o'clock. At this moment, the construction site of the ecological lake factory has been suspended.

　　 After all, the sun is scorching, and there is no way to start work in this situation. From this point of view, the management of my own construction company is still very good, and the planning is orderly.

　　 is meticulously blocking the first-phase plant that has been put into use. In the northwest corner, a building is erected out of thin air, as the office building of Yuanqi Technology, and also a landmark building in the Ningjiang Ecological Lake Development Zone.

　　 To the east of the production plant area that has already been put into use, more factories, warehouses and staff dormitories are under construction.

　　 This kind of scene, in Ningjiang District, where birds don’t **** today, it can be said that scorpions shit, it’s the only one.

　　 The two were walking and watching. In the simple work shed by the roadside, Wu Binghua came over with a roll of drawings pinned under his armpit.

　　 "Dad, I'll just take a look, you should go back and rest, you don't need to follow." When the son saw Lao Tzu, the first thing he thought of was the care of the family.

　　 I changed to Wu Binghua’s perspective but didn’t think so. First, I hadn’t seen my son for a few months, and wanted to talk together; second, after all, it’s the construction aspect that is very important to the owner, and righteousness is also very important.

　　 So Wu Binghua waved his hand, "It's okay, and I'm just idle and okay. If there is anything improper, you and Yang can mention it casually."

　　 At noon, the sun is shining in the sky. The three people walked along the edge of the construction site, wearing hard hats, one foot deep and one shallow foot.

　　 After a while, Wu Tao fell out of sweat.

　　 Looking at Yang Ge, he was running for four, and the sweat was faster than his own. The white shirt was already half wet.

　　 As for Wu Binghua, that blue shirt has been soaked so many times.

　　 After all, the thousands of acres of factory area can’t be finished in a short while.

　　 But when the three people walked around like this, when they walked to the construction site of the second phase of the factory, they really found some problems.

　　 "Brother Yang, have we planned the turnover route of semi-finished products and finished products produced by each of our production lines? Another one, from the packaging of finished products to the warehouse, to the delivery area and the main road outside, have you considered it?"

　　 Yang Ge frowned, "This also needs planning?"

　　 Wu Tao originally thought that Yang Ge had been drinking foreign ink for two years, and he should have noticed these details. When I asked now, I realized that it was the big one.

　　 While abroad, I can come into contact with many new things, but some places seem nothing special, and there are many experiences and lessons hidden behind them.

"In fact, this can be regarded as the content of efficient production management. Now our daily output of Lotus mobile phones is not much, about 10,000 units. Between the factory and the production line, we use some turnover carts, manually mark them, and take a few more steps. The problem is not big."

"But once the daily output exceeds 50,000 or 100,000, this approach is not only inefficient, but the problems it brings will be unprecedentedly magnified. There will be room for improvement in turnover efficiency and management. If you then focus on improvement, many The place must be constrained."

　　 This kind of thing is not difficult to understand.

　　 Besides, Yang Ge is, after all, a senior expert specializing in production management and business operations. Wu Tao mentioned it and he understood it.

　　 looked at Wu Binghua eagerly, and couldn't help but feel ashamed.

　　Because the foundation of the second phase of the plant has been laid, it is very likely that the turnaround route cannot be changed.

　　 This is really troublesome.

　　Three people found a shady spot, Wu Binghua spread out the drawings and asked: "Which factories have turnover needs?"

"There are turnover needs between the 5th, the 6th, the 7th and the 8th." Yang Ge pointed to the drawing, and the more he looked at it, the more difficult it became. "There is also this warehouse, which is very close to the traffic lights on the main road outside. , The hidden danger will not be small in the future."

　　 The cicadas on the top of his head became more and more intense, and the three men under the tree stared at the drawing, thinking hard.

　　 After a while, when Wu Tao realized that he was sweating even his pants, he just stood up and wanted to save this issue for later study. Unexpectedly, Wu Binghua suddenly said, "Do you think this will work?"

　　 While speaking, he took out a thumb-thick woodworking pencil from behind his ear, and drew gestures on the drawing: "Open a side door from the east side of No.5 factory building and directly connect to the west side middle door of No.6..."

　　 This gesture immediately made Yang Ge's eyes bright, and he slapped Wu Binghua on the shoulder with excitement, "Old Wu really has you!"

　　 Wu Binghua himself didn't realize there was anything.

　　 It was Wu Tao who watched this scene, his face twitched, a little bit dumbfounded.

　　 The two big men squatted on the ground, drew a little bit on the drawing, their voices became louder and louder, which was a sign of speculation.

　　 so that the people on the tree dare not speak anymore.

　　Wu Tao stood by the tree, counting the Zhili shells on the trunk, and the two of them asked coldly, "Boss, do you think this plan will work?"

　　 "You two think it's fine, I don't care about these." Wu Tao waved his hand.

　　 was sweaty all over, and when he squatted down, the sticky feeling was really uncomfortable.

　　Wu Tao wants to go back home, and can't hold back the two of them wanting to go shopping with great interest. After walking down this circle, more than forty minutes passed, all his clothes were soaked with sweat, and Wu Tao had given up treatment.

　　 When he returned to the work shed, Wu Binghua stubbornly said, "Come and cool off with me?"

　　 How can Wu Tao say no? Instead, Yang Ge pointed to the small lane: "Boss, I'll go back to the car and wait for you."

　　 Followed my own Laozi, walked back to the work shed, and the first office and dormitory was Wu Binghua's office and dormitory.

　　 Most of the workers in the dormitories next to him were asleep. Wu Tao glanced at him, only to see Zhao Jinhuai leaning against the door, his feet wrapped in gauze.

　　 Zhao Jinhuai is the apprentice of his own Lao Tzu. According to his seniority, Wu Tao called him Brother Zhao~www.wuxiaspot.com~What happened to Brother Zhao's feet? "

　　 Wu Binghua snorted, Zhao Jinhuai touched his head embarrassedly and said, "I was accidentally stuck on the construction site."

　　 "Keep it well, and be careful not to get inflammatory." Wu Tao exhorted, and followed his own Laozi into the house.

　　 Wu Binghua clicked on the fan, and the wind was there, but in fact it didn’t get much cooler, because it was all hot air.

　　 picked up the enamel jar he used, poured a full glass of water and handed it to his son: "How much money did I make when I went abroad for so long? I don't even know how to make a phone call..."

　　 I'm a bit reproachful.

　　 Wu Tao chuckled, "I am really busy in Bangkok, I don't earn much, but a few hundred million."

　　 Hearing this, Wu Binghua's dark face twitched, "How much?"

　　 "Less than 600 million." Wu Tao put the hot enamel jar on the ground and added: "Oh, it's US dollars."

　　Wu Binghua walked to the desk, opened the lunch box and ate a fast meal. Wu Tao was dumbfounded.

　　 In fact, he didn't want to eat so fast, because he was so surprised that he subconsciously turned into a jerky planer.

　　 This hurts self-esteem.

　　 Wu Tao saw it, and immediately remedied: "Dad, you haven't earned less in the past two years, right?"

　　 Wu Binghua pointed outside without raising his head and said: "They are all on the construction site outside..."

　　Wu Tao looked at it for a long time, but didn't see it, "Where?"

　　 "The construction trucks, mixers, etc. on the construction site outside, aren't they all?" At this point, Wu Binghua's tone had become languid.