Chapter 7 Xiaolin, come and be the factory manager (fourth updates, third updates)

The old factory manager's lion roar was not something that was covered. When he continued to roar, there was a jingling sound outside. Soon a man in his forties ran in. Seeing Lin Zheng rubbing the table with the old factory manager, he was a little helpless and touched his head honestly, "Ah, Xiaolin is here? That... I thought Xiaolin, how many days are you going to rest? Why are you here so quickly? Is it so quick?"

"Thank you, Director Ding. The doctor said I'm already well. I also think I'm so strong that I can kill a cow," Lin Zheng sighed in his heart, smiling at the office director who was in his 40s and still smiled at such a poor student who was not powerful and powerless, saying, "Anyway, my family is idle, so it's better to go out to work."

"It's good, it's good, it's good," like the old factory manager, Ding Datong is also a very good person. When Lin Zheng said that he was already good, he looked at his face and looked at his face. He was indeed already good. He then breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up a broom to sweep the floor and said, "Xiaolin, say hello to me when you come. You said you didn't say anything, and when others knew about it, they thought I, Lao Ding, bullying you, a college student."

"How could it be?" Lin Zheng smiled, "The doctor said that it is better to do more work and sweat more."

"That's right, the doctor's words naturally make sense..." Director Ding nodded repeatedly. Although he didn't know if the doctor really said this, isn't this the case for us ordinary people? It's almost gone when we have a cold and a fever, we'll cover up sweat and take a shower. Since the doctor said this, it's probably the same.

After scanning twice, Director Ding asked Lin Zheng tentatively, "Xiaolin, you have a wide range of knowledge, a top student, and a flexible mind. Do you think... our factory is still saved?"

As soon as Director Ding said this, the old factory director turned his head suddenly and stared at Lin Zheng with a burning look: Since Lin Zheng came in, he has always wanted to ask Lin Zheng.

In his opinion, Lin Zheng is a college student or an undergraduate among college students, and a senior intellectual. Such a senior intellectual must have a way.

"This..." Lin Zheng didn't want to say anything, but looking at the cautious and humble expectant eyes of the old factory director and the old director, he could not say anything directly denied. After hesitating for a moment, he said with a wry smile, "There is no way."

"Is there really a way?" The old factory director and Director Ding's eyes lit up.

"Yes," Lin Zheng nodded and said affirmatively, "As long as you can have a start-up capital and choose a new project, it's only the beginning. The real difficulty lies in the future. The subsequent management is the most deadly: we must give up the existing way of eating big pots and learn from the scientific management concept of joint ventures. It is not difficult to turn losses into profits. After all, the foundation of our factory is still here, but..."

Director Wu and Director Ding's eyes suddenly dimmed: Lin Zheng is right, doing so can indeed turn losses into profits, but if you want to get this start-up capital, how easy is it to choose a suitable project?

The factory covers a considerable area, but it has no R&D capabilities at all. It can only assemble a few radios of extremely old styles. What suitable projects can you choose?

It’s fine, but what really makes people feel troublesome is that the district radio factory is a state-owned enterprise. Who dares to touch these rules and regulations? If these are moved, is the district radio factory still a state-owned enterprise?

"This..." The old factory manager hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth suddenly, as if he had made up an extremely difficult decision, "Kobayashi, if, if, if, if, if the old man handed over this factory to you to manage, can you develop it?"

Lin Zheng was shocked by the old factory manager's words and waved his hands repeatedly, "Uncle Wu, don't joke. We are a state-owned factory in the district. You are highly respected, who dares..."

"No matter how high the qualification is, is it useless. Can it be used as a meal? Can you take everyone to fill your stomach?" Before Lin Zheng finished speaking, the old factory manager cursed angrily, sitting at the door, regardless of the clean floor that Lin Zheng had just dragged, and spitting thick phlegm on it. "Old man, I have been in the factory for almost 40 years. To be honest, no one is more familiar with the grass and wood in this factory than me, but familiarity with grass and wood is useless, and it is useless to use it!"

"Old man, I'm incompetent. When the old factory manager handed the factory to me, he hoped that I could live a good life with everyone, but old man, I'm just a big guy and have no other ability except to beat people with sticks. Kobayashi, do you know that when I see the factory declining day by day in my hands, the workers resign one by one, what does it feel like in my heart? This is using a knife to cut the flesh in the old man's heart!"

"I'm sorry to the old factory director, I'm sorry to the old and young men who trusted me so much at the time. Although the old and young men have never blamed me even though the factory has reached this point, I can't forgive myself. In two years, the old man will retire. But looking at the factory's lifeless appearance, the old man can't sleep all night. I feel uncomfortable if the factory doesn't get better, and I feel panic!"

"Xiaolin, I have been observing you all these days. You are a very capable intellectual. Although I have no ability, my old eyes are not yet blurred. I still have two points of ability to see people. Old man, I beg you to think of a way for the old and young men in our factory to make our factory survive. Otherwise, the old man will retire in the future and will not close his eyes even if he enters the coffin. Do you know..."

Speaking of excitement, the old factory manager was already full of tears, his nose, tears were all over his face.

Listening to such a respectable old man revealing his feelings in front of him, Lin Zheng felt uncomfortable.

To be honest, he has no good feelings for his internship unit. It is normal to have a broken unit. It is difficult to make people feel good and belong to it.

But now, seeing the old factory manager revealing his heart in front of him, the factory that has been working hard for his whole life crying in front of him like a baby in his month old, Lin Zheng suddenly realized that he had an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

This throbbing is not the discomfort of feeling sympathy for his experience when hearing an old man's heartfelt words, but the discomfort of really trying to do something for this factory but not doing it...

This discovery scared Lin Zheng: Hell! How could I have such an idea?
Chapter completed!