Rebirth: the fiery age of Mori Gong's children

Chapter 422 Director of the Wood Processing Factory

Most people in the Northeast like to drink local local wines, especially the [-]-degree Dehui Daqu, Taoerhe, Taonanxiang, etc. These wines are strong and refreshing.

As for the eight famous wines, firstly, they are expensive, and secondly, they are scarce. It is difficult for ordinary people to have access to them, let alone drink them.

There must be these famous wines in the VIP building, but they are rarely used when entertaining, and most of them prefer local wines.

The staff was so honest that they didn't even mention those things and just reported the ones they drank regularly.

Zhao Guangning glanced at Sheng Xiping, meaning to ask Sheng Xiping what he drank. After all, Zhao Guangning didn't know much about Hou Yashuang and the others, so he didn't know what kind of wine they could drink.

"Well, let's have a few bottles of Snow Mountain Beer. We're mainly going to talk about things tonight. The [-]-proof liquor is too strong. You'll get drunk even if you don't drink much."

Sheng Xiping smiled and finally chose beer.

The main reason is that Hou Yashuang and his son are both bad drinkers. Sheng Xiping didn't feel well the last time he drank with them. The two of them drank too much and almost slipped out from under the table.

With Zhao Guangning present today, Sheng Xiping didn't want Hou Yashuang and his son to make a fool of themselves, so he simply chose beer.

This thing has a low alcohol content, which means you'll feel full if you drink too much, but you won't get drunk easily. It's just a good time to drink slowly and talk more.

Zhao Guangning didn't care, he could drink whatever he wanted, so he nodded towards the staff.

The staff member immediately turned around and went out. After a while, he brought a box of beer in and put a bottle of beer in everyone's hand. This is called a handle.

“This is a beer produced in our provincial capital, brewed with mountain spring water. Although it does not have as long a history as Harbin Beer, it tastes very good.

Now that a few of you have come to Northeast China, let’s try our bars here. "Zhao Guangning nodded towards Hou Yashuang and others and said with a smile.

"Beer is good, beer is good." Hou Yashuang nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

He remembered the last time he had a drink with Sheng Xiping. When they returned to the hotel, they both vomited. It was so uncomfortable.

The liquor in Northeast China is too strong and I really don’t dare to drink it again. The beer is quite good and the alcohol content is low.

While talking, Zhao Guangning looked around on the table, but couldn't find the bottle opener, and his face immediately dropped.

"Where's the bottle opener? What are you thinking about every day? Why don't we just open it without a bottle opener?"

"Brother, don't talk about her. This time, she is serving food and wine. A good person is confused by our instructions.

Isn't it just a bottle of wine?How can we not drink without a bottle opener? "

Sheng Xiping hurriedly stopped Zhao Guangning and stopped him from training others.

As he spoke, Sheng Xiping picked up the beer bottle that Zhao Guangning had with one hand, picked up the chopsticks with the other, and pried it hard. With a snap, the bottle cap popped open.

Sheng Xiping easily opened another bottle for Hou Yashuang.

At this time, the staff had already brought the bottle opener quickly. Seeing that Sheng Xiping had opened two bottles of wine, he handed the bottle opener to Peng Dingcheng.

Peng Dingcheng didn't know what he was thinking. He was handed the bottle screwdriver, but he didn't take it. Instead, he bit the bottle cap hard with his teeth, pushing up and down.

The bottle cap may have been pressed firmly, but Peng Dingcheng's face turned red from holding it in, and he couldn't open it.

"Mr. Peng, there is a bottle screwdriver. Don't chew it. You may injure your teeth." When Sheng Xiping saw it, he quickly stopped him.

It would have been better if Sheng Xiping didn't say it. But when Sheng Xiping said this, Peng Dingcheng couldn't bear it.

So he exerted another force on his mouth, holding the wine bottle with both hands, and moved it down, and then he shouted "Ah".

Everyone then saw that Peng Dingcheng's lips were bleeding profusely and dripping down his chin.

The sharp thin patch on the beer bottle cap made a big gash in Peng Dingcheng's lips.

Peng Dingcheng grabbed the paper on the table and covered his mouth, but blood flowed down his fingers and onto his clothes.

"Hurry, hurry, go to the Forestry Bureau hospital." Zhao Guangning saw it and shouted hurriedly.

"Xiping, you're here with Brother Hou. I'll go over and take a look." With that said, Zhao Guangning stood up and called for people to take Peng Dingcheng to the hospital.

The staff of the VIP building, the salesperson beside Peng Dingcheng, and Hou Mingliang quickly helped Peng Dingcheng and walked out.

Fortunately, the Forestry Bureau Hospital is very close to the Songlin Hotel, just across the street and only a few steps away.

With Zhao Guangning here, the hospital didn't dare to neglect him and went directly to the surgeon without even registering.

When the doctor saw the situation, he quickly injected anesthesia and stitches. After a lot of trouble, he finally sutured the wound and stopped the bleeding.

However, under this situation, Peng Dingcheng could not go back to eat this meal. The doctor asked Peng Dingcheng to stay in the hospital for two days for observation. Within a week, he would have to drink liquid food through a straw.

Peng Dingcheng was injured, and the salesman stayed to take care of him. Zhao Guangning, Hou Mingliang and the hotel staff returned to the Songlin Hotel.

Sheng Xiping and Hou Yashuang kept sitting there chatting, and the food on the table was cold.

The staff quickly brought the dishes down and reheated them, and then several people ate peacefully.

"You said that Mr. Peng is really stubborn. He doesn't even need a bottle opener, so he has to bite it with his mouth.

Now I'm fine, I can only drink liquid food for a week.Alas, this is so sad. "After Zhao Guangning sat down, he couldn't help but muttered.

Tonight, Zhao Guangning and Sheng Xiping hosted a banquet for guests. What was originally a happy event was ruined by Peng Dingcheng's interference.

Everyone had no intention of drinking anymore and just wanted to have some. However, it was late for dinner and a lot of the food on the table was eaten.

Fortunately, Sheng Xiping and Hou Yashuang had a lot of talks while Zhao Guangning and the others accompanied Peng Dingcheng to the hospital. They had already initially discussed the cooperation method, and the specific details would be gradually refined later.

After finishing the meal, it was already 08:30, almost nine o'clock, and there was almost everything that needed to be said and talked about, so everyone left the table and went home.

Sheng Xiping accompanied Hou Yashuang and the others to the watchtower, pointed to the north-south avenue, and told Hou Yashuang and his son that going straight north would be the train station.

"Brother, Mingliang, I won't send you two off, go back and have a good rest.

Tomorrow, give me a list of the wood your furniture factory wants this time. I will send this batch of wood to you later.

Brother, please pay more attention to our cooperation and help me contact you later. Let’s hurry up.

Don’t worry, brother, the cooperation is mutual. I will definitely make money without my brother.

We two brothers have been working hard for several years to earn 80 million, and Mingliang still works in a shitty class. Who the hell should be so angry? "

Sheng Xiping put his arm around Hou Mingliang's shoulders and smiled.

"Yes, yes, once the company starts, I will resign, and we will run the timber business.

Whatever products you have here, I will sell them to you, it’s all up to me. "Hou Yashuang assured, patting his chest.

I didn't know Sheng Xiping's background before, so Hou Yashuang just wanted to help the factory buy wood.

Now that we know who Sheng Xiping's father-in-law is, wouldn't it be foolish not to hug such a thick thigh?
Sheng Xiping said goodbye to the Hou family and his son, and then returned to the Zhou family.

Wang Chunxiu went on night shift, and Zhou Mingyuan was the only one at home.

Zhou Mingyuan knew that his uncle was inviting people to drink in the evening and would probably come back late, so he kept the door open.

Seeing Sheng Xiping come in, Zhou Mingyuan poured a cup of tea for his uncle with a smile and asked him how the meal was tonight.

"Dad, don't mention it. I don't even know how to tell you."

Sheng Xiping slapped his forehead, sighed, and told Zhou Mingyuan about Peng Dingcheng making a fool of himself at night and sending him to the hospital for stitches.

"Fuck, where did this stupid roe deer come from? Oh my God, is there anything wrong with his mind?" Zhou Mingyuan was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

"How can you open your mouth by holding a wine bottle? This is the first time I've heard of it."

Even an elegant person like Zhou Mingyuan couldn't hold back the curse words, which showed how surprised he was at this moment.

In the Northeast, lifting wine bottles is a skill that everyone must know, regardless of age or gender.

If you don’t have a bottle opener, you can just use chopsticks, a lighter, or a spoon to pry it open.

Some people just put the wine bottle on the edge of the table and open it with a clap of their hands.

Of course, there are also those who bite with teeth, most of which are rear molars, which can be opened easily.

It's the first time I've heard of someone biting it hard with his front teeth, and his mouth fell open.

Sheng Xiping shook his head, "I don't know, what was this guy thinking at the time? He probably saw that I was very good at opening a beer, so he thought he could do it too, right?"

"Okay, then you go visit him tomorrow, ask him how much wood he wants this time, discuss it with Guang Ning, and allocate some to him as appropriate.

Don't let others get hurt in vain, right? "Zhou Mingyuan sighed, what the hell, anything can happen to him.

"Well, I'll go over and take a look tomorrow." Sheng Xiping nodded.

"The cooperation with Brother Hou has almost been negotiated. This time when he returns, he will immediately look for sales.

This year is not the right time. Let’s just make do with it, lay a foundation, and develop slowly. This won’t happen in a day or two. "

Weng and son-in-law chatted for a while, and it was getting late, so they spread out the quilt and went to bed.

The next day, Sheng Xiping went to the hospital to visit Peng Dingcheng.

"Director Zhao felt very sorry for Mr. Peng's injury, so he agreed to give Mr. Peng a portion of the current order, which would probably be [-] wagons.

In this way, please ask Mr. Peng to make a list of wood, and I will coordinate from it later, get all the wood as soon as possible, and seize the time to deliver the goods. "

When Peng Dingcheng heard this, he suddenly became happy.

In the situation yesterday, he just thought that this time he came in vain and could not get anything back. Unexpectedly, he was injured and there were twenty pieces of wood from the wagon.

Suddenly, Peng Dingcheng felt that the injury was worth it.

"Thank you, Comrade Sheng. I really appreciate it. I will prepare a shopping list right now. When the time comes, you can give me the account number for the payment and I will arrange for someone to make the payment."

Peng Dingcheng was no longer arrogant this time, he looked at Sheng Xiping with a grateful expression and said.

"Okay, this is all easy to talk about. Mr. Peng takes a good rest and don't rush to leave the hospital." Sheng Xiping didn't chat with Peng Dingcheng for too long. He only said a few words and left.

Next, Sheng Xiping followed the furniture factory's instructions and prepared lumber for fifteen carriages for Hou Yashuang.Still the same as last year, [-]% of the payment was paid to the account of the Timber Management Office, and the remaining [-]% ​​was settled in cash.

Hou Yashuang and his son came to the Northeast. Not only did they buy timber, they also negotiated a cooperation deal, and they happily followed the car away.

On the other side, Peng Dingcheng stayed in the hospital for a few days. After the stitches were removed from the wound, arrangements were made for loading and shipping.

Twenty carriages of wood were dispatched steadily. Peng Dingcheng was so happy that he bought a lot of things for Sheng Xiping. He was especially grateful.

Sheng Xiping stayed in Songjianghe for more than half a month. Not only did he negotiate a cooperation with Hou Yashuang, but he also made a lot of money.

Sheng Xiping finally deposited the money in a savings bank. There was too much cash and he really couldn't keep it all at home.

On May [-]th, Sheng Xiping returned to the forest farm with his belongings in large and small packages.

When I got home, I discovered that there was a lock on the door of my house, and my family didn't know what they were doing.

"Aunt Li, have you seen my mother?" Sheng Xiping turned around and saw the neighbor next door turning over the vegetable garden and asked hurriedly.

"Oh, I went to work in the fields. Your father and mother are clearing wasteland and farming these days.

In the morning, I watched them carrying pickaxes and leading you two children together. "The man working next door looked up at Sheng Xiping and said.

Okay, they've all gone to the ground, so let's go look for them in the ground.

Sheng Xiping had no choice but to throw the things he brought back into the yard from the garden stick next to the gate.

In the yard of the Sheng family, Erlang Shen and General Hei were not tied up. When they heard Sheng Xiping's movement just now, the dog came out of the den and ran to the door to start chirping.

Seeing Sheng Xiping throwing things into the yard, these two dogs were very sensible, so they ran inside with their bags in their mouths, and carried everything to the door of the house.

The door of the house was also locked, and the dogs couldn't get in. The two dogs just lay in front of the pile of things at the door of the house without moving.

Sheng Xiping walked towards his home in the back mountain. When he got there, he found that his parents were digging the ground with pickaxes.

Sheng Xinhua and Sheng Xinyu were playing with each other on the edge.

The so-called southeast and northwest are actually the pupae of a kind of insect, which are very similar to silkworm pupae, but much smaller, brownish-red, and about the thickness of a pencil.

Children love to take this kind of thing and randomly shout east, west, south and north.

The tail of the chrysalis can move, and sometimes the direction it points to coincides with what the child says, and the child feels that the insect can understand what people are saying.

In the era when there were no toys, this kind of toys were the best toys for children. Occasionally, if you got one, you could play with it for a long time.

Sheng Xiping also played with this thing when he was a child, but he could never figure out what kind of insect pupa this thing was.

Of course, now he didn't have the time to study it, so he quickly came closer and took the pickaxe from his mother's hand.

"Oh, didn't I say that? Just wait until I come back to clean up."

"The boss is back? You've been gone for half a month, and Secretary Zheng said you went to contact business? What business were you contacting?"

At that time, Sheng Xiping hung up the phone, went home, packed two pieces of clothes, and left in a hurry without telling his family what was going on.

Later, Sheng Liancheng went to the office to inquire and learned from Zheng Xianyong that Sheng Xiping had gone to contact some business.

"Oh, didn't the chipping team save some wood? I found someone to sell it to." Sheng Xiping replied while digging the ground.

"What the hell? Is there anyone who wants those messy things that the chipping team picked up from the logging area?
Those things, I think, are just fine with a garden stick, so what can they be used for? "

Sheng Liancheng is an old man in the forestry industry. He came to the Northeast in the [-]s. He has cut down a lot of wood in these years.

In his eyes, those pieces of wood with a diameter of less than ten centimeters can only be used to build a shelf and hold a garden stick in addition to burning fire.

Can this thing be sold for money?Don't get to the end and you won't even be able to earn money for your time.

"Dad, what are you talking about? The chipping team originally found useful materials from discarded materials, turned waste into treasure, and earned money for their work.

Otherwise, what would those people in the big group do?Are you still farming?The key is that you don’t make much money from farming. "

When Sheng Xiping heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry.

"It doesn't matter the thickness of the wood, as long as it can be sold for money. I asked, there will definitely be a market for these."

"Okay, go ahead and do whatever you want. Anyway, be careful and don't do anything speculative."

Sheng Liancheng waved his hands, not wanting to hear his son say this.

He has been honest all his life, works steadily, lives his duty, and never has other thoughts.

"I know that today's society is different, and you young people are unstable and want to make some noise.

Do whatever you like, just don't do anything illegal. "

Sheng Xiping didn't say much to his father, and the two of them dug the ground together with their pickaxes.

Zhang Shuzhen saw that it was getting late, and there were Sheng Liancheng and her husband here, and there was no room for her to show off, so she took her two grandsons home to cook.

At this time, it was a critical period for afforestation and forest fire prevention in the forest farm. The next day after Sheng Xiping returned to the forest farm, he went up to the mountain to get busy.

After ten days of busy work, while waiting for the reforestation to be completed, Sheng Xiping also received a call from Hou Yashuang.

Hou Yashuang said on the other end of the phone that he had already contacted the buyer. For the time being, he wanted three carts of car uprights and five carts of kelp pegs.

At the same time, we also need various specifications of wooden boards, wooden cubes, etc.

The vehicle uprights and kelp pegs are all small-sized logs, and the price is not too high, just over one hundred per cubic meter.

But these are selected from abandoned wood and branches, which are waste utilization, so the price makes the forest farm very happy.

So Zheng Xianyong arranged for people to load all the wood that the chipping team had accumulated when clearing the forest into trucks, and then asked the sawing room to process it according to the order and load it into trucks for delivery.

The original log trolley of Maekuan Forestry Farm made many trips back and forth before transporting the wood required by the order to Songjiang River.

Sheng Xiping was pushed aside by Zheng Xianyong to arrange the shipment to the south. After working for a few days, he finally shipped all the wood.

After some time, Hou Yashuang's payment was transferred to the forest farm's account.

Although the payment is only [-] to [-] yuan, it is insignificant compared to the annual harvesting volume of the forest farm.

But these were originally abandoned materials that were burned or buried during the Qing Dynasty. Now they can be converted into money, who wouldn't be happy?
In addition, the money returned from the settlement of the paper mill is enough to reduce the collective salary for half a year. Isn't this great?
Zheng Xianyong was very happy and held a meeting to commend Sheng Xiping. He also encouraged the chipping team and the saw room to continue working hard and find ways to create more value.

Zheng Xianyong followed Sheng Xiping's suggestion, expanded the original fire saw room, merged the chipping team and the saw room, and established a wood processing plant under the Qianchuan Forest Farm.

This processing plant is jointly run by the people and a large collective, but it operates independently and is mainly responsible for profits and losses.

"Xiping, I discussed it with Lao Zhao and the others, and we all agreed to transfer you to the wood processing factory as the director. What do you think?"

On this day, Zheng Xianyong talked to Sheng Xiping and informed him of the decision on the field.

Sheng Xiping was stunned for a moment, "Huh? Director of the processing plant? Uncle, I'm only 26, can I do this? Can people listen to me?"

I have only been working as a production dispatcher for more than a year, and I have changed jobs again?Director of a wood processing plant?

There are about a hundred people in charge of the entire people and the collective?Is this a step too big?
"Why not? Our forest farm does not pay attention to seniority. Anyone who has the ability will be hired.

Just ask, among the young people in the forest farm, who has your ability?
Don't be humble, lead the people in your factory well, do their jobs well and understand, and earn more money is better than anything else. "

Zheng Xianyong laughed when he heard this. In his opinion, there was no one more suitable than Sheng Xiping in the entire forest farm.

After all, those customers were found by Sheng Xiping. If someone else had been the factory director, he wouldn't have the sales channels.

"You can go to work with confidence. If anyone is disobedient and dares to prick someone, I will deal with him."

"Okay, since the leader believes in me so much, what else do I say? Don't worry, leader, I will definitely work well."

Sheng Xiping thought about it, let him be the director of the factory, what is he not doing?The leader has already spoken, so it would be pretentious to push back.

In this way, 26-year-old Sheng Xiping became the director of the Qianchuan Forestry Wood Processing Factory.

Sheng Xiping started working as an educated youth in the mountains at the age of 17. In nine years, he went from captain of the educated youth to tractor assistant, production dispatcher, and now director of a processing plant.

Many workers will never reach this span in their lifetime.

And it only took him nine years to transform from a worker to a cadre. It is impossible not to be envied.

When the news came out, people who were close to the Sheng family were all happy for Sheng Xiping.

Of course, there are some people who can't deal with Sheng Xiping, and they can't help but talk behind the scenes, saying that Sheng Xiping has found a good backer.

If he wasn't the director's uncle, how could he be the factory director at the age of 26?
Sheng Xiping didn't care what others said, he just did his job well.

The processing plant was newly established. There were many things in the original saw room, chipping team, and collective, all of which needed Sheng Xiping to coordinate and arrange. How could he have the time to care about what others said?

The Qing Dynasty in the logging area has ended, and the young men in the processing factory went to the mountains to pick up fallen wood, stripped wires, etc., and came back to process them.

There are only a few young women in the processing factory, and most of them are the women who worked in the sawhouse before.

Originally, the women worked as saw hands on the saws, but now they are replaced, working around the wood processing, doing some light work, such as holding boards and skins.

Hou Yashuang will call and place orders every once in a while.

Not only are the car uprights, kelp pegs, and furniture wood used before, but sometimes they also ask for a batch of basswood vegetable poles, or the long-lasting materials of red pine and sand pine, or plywood, fiberboard, etc.

Anyway, no matter what order is placed on the other end, Sheng Xiping will find a way to process it.

If there is no wood in Maekawa, they can get it from Shuguang Forest Farm or Shengli Forest Farm. If the forest farm doesn’t have it, they can find it from the bureau.

Anyway, Sheng Xiping's main focus is that as long as the money is available, any product can be prepared.

In this way, the Qianchuan Forestry Wood Processing Factory became famous, and everyone in the entire Forestry Bureau knew about it.

Other forest farms were so envious that they took the initiative to call Zheng Xianyong and said that they would arrange for someone to come over to study and learn from his experience.

(End of this chapter)