Seeing Zhou Yonggang's obedience, County Mayor Tong couldn't stand it anymore, and the head of the county cement factory was very Lai Buji and was also in the department level.

He smiled at Zhang Lang and scolded: "Director Zhang! If you have something to do, please tell me quickly and don't keep it there!"

"County Magistrate Tong! How can I keep this insincere? I do have a lot of things to talk to Director Zhou."

"It's okay, it's okay! I want to have a good chat with Director Zhang, too." Zhou Yonggang smiled awkwardly.

As long as you have money to report medical expenses to the workers, and then give the workers some money to eat, so that they can do whatever they want.

This is what is called "poor people are poor and have a weak ambition".

"Director Zhou! I just went to your factory and found that there was only this old man in the factory! This is not possible! Hei Song Road is about to start construction, and the amount of cement is quite large! It is also an opportunity for your cement factory. You will miss it in vain!"

"Oh! I'm going to tell you, I want to produce too! But now our factory has no money for food, and the workers have no money for food! How did we start work?" Zhou Yonggang sighed with a wry smile.

"If it is produced, how many tons will our cement plant produce per day!"

When it comes to production capacity, Zhou Yong was so energetic that he said proudly: "We built the factory in 1959 and used the Huaxin kiln designed and manufactured by our country! The daily output can reach 500 tons!..."

After Zhou Yong had just introduced the glorious history of the county cement factory, he remembered the current predicament. It should be said that it was a desperate situation and said with some expectations: "Director Zhang! Otherwise, we can go to your village like the county construction team."

Zhang Lang rolled his eyes and did not respond. He didn't say that this matter was impossible for them to decide.

Even if it is possible to decide, he looks down on the county cement factory at all. The county cement factory was a product of the Great Leap Forward in the 1950s and 1960s. The so-called Huaxin Kiln is actually a wet kiln.

This production process can be said to have lagged behind Western countries for 100 years since its design.

Not to mention that more than twenty years have passed now.

Japan had already researched a pre-decomposition kiln with a daily output of 5,000 tons two years ago.

Why does he want this old cement factory?

If he wants to take over the county cement factory, he will definitely push it to reconstruction. Even if he does not use Japanese pre-decomposition kilns, he will choose the German Humboldt kiln.

With that energy and time, he might as well build a new one.

In this era, the Company Law has not been promulgated, so it is very simple to establish a cement factory, especially in the name of a collective, which is too simple.

"Haha! I dare not ask for this! The county cement factory is a state-owned asset, and I cannot afford to embezzle state-owned assets! Director Zhou, let's talk about the cement pipes!"

Zhang Lang didn't want to say more about this matter, so he changed the topic, "How many cement pipes are there in your factory?"

"There are more than 10,000 meters for 20 cm, and the 50 cm and 100 cm are more than 5,000 meters for 20 cm!"

These concrete pipes are a stone pressing against the heart of the cement factory. Zhou Yonggang is naturally very clear, and all the data comes when he opens his mouth.

The 20, 30, 50, 100 he reported refers to the diameter of the tube.

Zhang Lang compared the budget given by Hans in his heart. It was almost 30 cm, but it didn't matter. It could be replaced by 20 cm.

There is not as much domestic sewage in rural areas as in cities, and 20 cm of sewage pipes entering the household are enough.

"Director Zhou! I've asked for all the cement pipes! It's the price!"

"I... want it all?! Price! Talk about the price!" Zhou Yong said in surprise as soon as he heard that he wanted it.

Zhang Lang smiled and waved his hand, "Director Zhou, listen to me, there is no need for the cost price, and the profits that should be added should be increased! We can't let the big brother of the workers suffer a loss!"

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Zhou Yonggang stood up and kept bowing to Zhang Lang.

"Thanks!"

The old man at the door also bowed to Zhang Lang, turned around and ran out to report the good news at a speed of 100 meters.

"Director Zhou! If you continue to thank me like this, our business will be impossible to negotiate!"

"Yes, yes! Director Zhang, how about 10 yuan per meter for 100 cm, 50 cm, 4 yuan per meter for 30 cm, and 2 yuan per meter for 20 cm?"

Although Zhang Lang asked Zhou Yonggang to add profits, he still quoted a very low price. After the offer, he looked at Zhang Lang carefully, for fear that he would not be satisfied, so he explained, "Director Zhang, there are six steel bars added to these cement pipes, so this price..."

"hehe!"

Zhang Lang laughed.

People in this era are just the truth, and they say they give the cost price.

As for quality, there is no need to worry about it at all. State-owned factories are the guarantee of quality.

"Okay, just follow the price you said! I will arrange a car to come and pull it tomorrow! Director Zhou also wants to help you find someone to load the car. The payment for the goods will be settled together for you tomorrow when you pick up the goods."

"It should be, it should be! Don't be anxious, don't be anxious!" Zhou Yonggang said politely.

"Director Zhou is rich now, so hurry up and arrange production! My usage is quite large! Don't be troublesome if you can't supply goods at that time."

"Don't worry, Director Zhang, tomorrow, I will go back and organize people to prepare for production now!"

After saying that, Zhou Yong just stood up and walked out.

Even hello to County Mayor Tong.

County Magistrate Tong didn't care. When Zhang Lang and Zhou Yong were just talking about business, he didn't interrupt and just sat there and looked at him with a smile.

After Zhou Yong left, County Magistrate Tong walked out from behind the desk and went to the sofa opposite Zhang Lang.

He smiled and said, "Okay! He is well in control."

Zhang Lang knew that County Magistrate Tong said that he had rejected Zhou Yonggang's proposal to merge the cement factory into the village.

Zhang Lang shrugged, "It's boring! Can your county give me a hen that lays golden eggs? By the way, what's going on in the county? Such a good company almost starved to death."

"Zheng Weimin is gone, Secretary Qian is still in the party school training. The county is now without leaders, and they are all staring at the position above, so they have no intention of working!"

"Not settled yet?"

"Yes! That's a hot commodity, the county and the city are also watching, and they're always quarreling! Can't Lao Zhou be so anxious? I want to take care of it, but neither the Finance Bureau nor the cement factory belongs to me! I can only listen to his complaints."

Speaking of this, County Mayor Tong was full of complaints.

After talking to County Magistrate Tong, County Magistrate Tong helped contact the Materials Bureau to purchase water pipes, Zhang Lang said goodbye and left.

The political situation in the county is unstable, and he is unwilling to stay in the county for too long.

Besides, there is still a big deal at home, so how can I have time to care about the personnel affairs of the county?

County Magistrate Tong knew that Zhang Lang was busy and did not try to keep him.

After leaving the county government, Zhang Lang drove to the Materials Bureau and found Su Shuwang, asking him to help contact the car and go to the cement factory to pull the cement pipe tomorrow. Zhang Anqin will also bring the car over tomorrow and check out the cement factory.
Chapter completed!