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Chapter 40 The harvest of the Canton Fair

After dinner, he sent Ning Lei's family of four away. Liang Yuan lay on the bed and finally realized that his subconscious sense of superiority after traveling through time was too strong. Some of them were full of self-confidence, and some were scratching on his shoulders. The aero engine technology known as the flower of modern industry could not be solved in a short time. Suddenly, he knew that Ning Lei was in danger and was confused. He had been struggling for a night in order to find a way. If he remembered correctly, Uncle Ning had been promoted to deputy commander in the past one or two years, and the chances of going to heaven would be less and less. As long as Uncle Ning was fine, he would care about his life or death, and everything was said by my mother when she received a call from Mr. Wu.

Liang Yuan, who was thinking about it, immediately threw this matter behind his head. He accompanied the two loli to class with great enthusiasm every day. When he was tired of school, he secretly reviewed classic old movies from the 1980s at home. Wang Weiguo, who liked to harass Liang Yuan the most, was unable to see the people who were busy in order to expand production during this period, so Liang Yuan lived a very leisurely life.

It was not until Liang Haiping, No. 9, came back from the Canton Fair that Liang Yuan's happy life was temporarily over.

The air-conditioning fans of Factory 257 were successfully and failed at half of the Canton Fair this time. As expected by Liang Yuan, the foreign market was exactly the same as Liang Yuan expected. The air-conditioning fans signed distribution agreements with the United States, Britain and West Germany at a price of 47 US dollars per unit, and ordered a total of 36,000 units and received orders of less than 1.7 million US dollars. This made Wang Weiguo, who had recently been stimulated by the domestic market, feel a little disappointed.

Compared with the lukewarm foreign market, the situation in the domestic market is very exciting. Factory 257 brought a single 50 samples to the Canton Fair exhibition, and they were all booked on the day of its launch. This time, there were more than 20 distributors who came back with Factory 257. After going around at Factory 257, it confirmed that it was not a bag company. More than 20 distributors had at least 1,000 units, and placed an order of 1,100 units on the spot.

Ten days only took the 257 factory to release all the existing production capacity of 5,000 units. The expansion has just been arranged, and there is no effect yet. Wang Weiguo looked at the distributors who had surrounded him and said, "I'm really sorry for everyone. The production capacity of the air conditioner fan is not sufficient for the time being. We can only pay your orders monthly."

Liu Zhijun, the head of Tianhe Commercial Building of Guangzhou Wujiao Chemical Company, asked: "Director Wang, please give me a clear letter. When will this guy be together?"

Wang Weiguo thought carefully and said, "We can only send your orders in three batches. The first batch will be sent on May 30th, the second batch will be sent on June 20th, and all orders will be sent at the latest on July 20th."

Liu Zhijun shouted, "July is too late, and our place is already extremely hot now." More than 20 people next to him also agreed.

After bargaining for half a day, both parties finally advanced the delivery time by one week. Two days later, more than 10 million advance payment will be transferred to the account of Factory 257.

In order to take the 67th train from Andong to Shengjing, the distributors who reached the agreement left Benxi. After saying goodbye, they all left Factory 257. Wang Weiguo arranged a bus to send the distributors to Benxi Railway Station. After seeing off the guests, the three of them returned to Wang Weiguo's office.

Although Liang Haiping already knew that the profit of the collective this year would reach 50 million yuan, he saw that the supply contract of more than 10,000 units was finalized in a blink of an eye. Looking at the order amount just reported by the 257 Finance Department, Liang Haiping couldn't help but calculate the profit that the railway collective deserved this month, more than 3 million yuan. Thinking about the fact that there would be more than 3 million yuan in cash in my hand next month, Liang Haiping still couldn't help but pinched himself several times.

After watching the finance department leave, Liang Yuan smiled and said to Wang Weiguo: "Uncle is getting rid of poverty and becoming rich now, but don't forget that there are still class brothers waiting for uncle to help him."

Wang Weiguo laughed and said, "Do you want me to help the class brothers now?"

Liang Yuan shook his head and said, "Uncle is not rich enough to expand production capacity this month. Don't worry, just settle the normal financial settlement month next."

"How much is uncle planning to expand production capacity?"

"I estimated that the output of Factory 257 can reach eight or nine thousand units per month when tapping potential. I plan to cooperate with the Jincheng factory in the military region first. Their scale is 3 or four times larger than ours, and it is quite easy to produce 20,000 units per month. If the momentum has always been so good, let the Military Region take the lead in bringing both Factory 927 and Factory 368." Liang Yuanxin said that Wang Weiguo is really a big jump. In addition, the annual output of the Jincheng factory has reached nearly 300,000 units.

The air conditioner fan is really not difficult, there is not even a decent circuit board inside. It can be said that most military factories are capable of this job. For Factory 257, the only thing that restricts the significant increase in production capacity is that the number of injection molding machines is insufficient. After the newly ordered injection molding machines arrive, the 257 factory can increase its production capacity within a few days.

"If uncle can increase the annual output to more than one million units, it would be even more ideal." Liang Yuan smiled and added fuel to the fire.

"You little money fan, I regret the agreement I signed with you more and more." Wang Weiguo looked very upset.

After chatting with Wang Weiguo for a while, Wang Weiguo answered seven or eight calls during this period. Liang Yuanxin said that this was the beginning. I wonder if the old man Xia Tian’s desk would be covered with various relationship notes.

Leaving Factory 257 Liang Yuan and Liang Haiping returned to the office of the railway collective. Zhang Yi saw Liang Yuan who came in with Liang Haiping, and walked over and grabbed Liang Yuan's ear and said, "If your uncle doesn't come back, you will just come to see you, right?"

Liang Yuan said with a smile: "Auntie, isn't this going to take the midterm exam? I'm working hard to review my homework these days."

Liang Haiping was so upset by Liang Yuan and said, "I discovered that there would be no truth in your mouth. Zhang Yi, do you think this little guy still needs the midterm exam?"

Looking at Zhang Yi shook her head, Liang Haiping continued, "Even if you deal with your aunt, please find a more reliable reason, okay? The information brought back by your aunt is all sorting out. If you blame her, hehe."

Liang Yuan quickly looked shocked, picked up the water cup and poured a glass of water to Zhang Yi and said, "I won't take the exam anymore, I'll come here to be a follower for my aunt tomorrow."

Zhang Yi took the water cup and took a sip. He exposed Liang Yuan without mercy and said, "I think you are not in school for midterm exam review, but you are tired of your little wife. My aunt dare not ask you to be a follower. She is still waiting to drink Jiajia's toast in the future."

Liang Yuan and Ning Wanjia have been joked countless times since they were young. Liang Yuan has long been immune to this level of speech, but he just pretended to be embarrassed and laughed and didn't say anything.
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