State-owned enterprises are very awesome and do not bow down to a few dollars of rice. However, state-owned enterprises also have a characteristic: as long as the superior leaders speak, no matter how difficult it is, they must face difficulties. If there is no condition to create conditions, they must also go forward.

So this question is very simple. As long as you find the right method and ask the leaders of the capital to call Liulichang, you will definitely need people to give them and equipment.

"How are the yew planting on the mountain? Is the survival rate okay?" Zhang Lang asked about the replanting yew on Jinsheling again.

There is no way. Although Zhang Lang knew the situation in Jinsheling even more clearly than Guan Baoshan and Sun Jianshe, he still had to ask.

If you don't ask, you don't care.

As time goes by, subordinates will get upset.

In order to take care of the emotions of the people below, although Zhang Lang knew it, he still had to ask again.

"The work of replanting yew has been completed. One-third of this half is transplanted, and two-thirds are propagated by sowing seeds.

The transplanted yew has grown to one person's height, and the sowingers have also grown to a higher waist.

The survival rate of households is 100%. Guan Baoshan answered Zhang Lang's question excitedly.

"Well! I have already told the Academy of Agricultural Sciences that I will not carry out planting for the time being, and all seeds will be sown next year, and all the entire Jinsheling will be completed next year."

"Yes! I also think that planting is too time-consuming and transplanting is also more troublesome, so it is better to sow seeds to save trouble." Guan Baoshan nodded in agreement.

After inspection at Jinsheling, Zhang Lang drove to Lingyun City.

The Lingyun City project encountered difficulties.

When the state-owned factories and the original military factories in Lingyun City heard that they wanted to sell the enterprises to private individuals, they were all angry and besieged the municipal government.

It directly leads to the stagnation of negotiation work.

In the 1980s, workers in state-owned factories and military factories were not rich, but were very energetic.

The big brother of the worker is very generous.

A few years ago, there was a farce. A girl in the village fell in love with a worker from a state-owned factory in the county. As a result, the man's family actually disagreed with the marriage because the engineering company was a village collective enterprise.

In 1985, although state-owned factories were very difficult, they were not yet at the end of their lives. Therefore, these big-name workers were very resistant to workers from state-owned factories to workers from private factories.

In addition, people with ulterior motives guided behind the scenes, it turned out to be a group incident.

The incident alarmed the leaders of the provincial party committee, and even leaders of the Central Military Commission called to inquire.

Many of these military factories were established before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and many workers worked in factories all their lives. They worked in factories before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Although some old workers are inconspicuous, their relationship is straight to the sky.

You can call the central leaders with just one phone call.

But the old workers are more practical and don’t make random calls, for fear of being misunderstood and leading to the back door.

Now it is related to the life and death of the factory, these old workers have finally arrived at the moment of their role. Some call the central chiefs, and some write letters to the Logistics Department of the Central Military Commission.

It was a big mess.

Even Mayor Zhou, who was in charge of this matter, was beaten by several old workers.

If you beat them up, you have to beside them. These old military industry workers are still military-owned. They are all from the old military industry and the old revolutionary during the War of Resistance Against Japan.

Mayor Zhou could only learn from the Japanese, and he had to stand at attention when he was beaten.

After being beaten, I have to explain with a smile.

The key is that if you explain that others don’t listen, you just recognize one thing. This factory is their hard work and must not be sold to capitalism.

I don't believe it if you explain it.

I just recognize one thing, and whoever dares to sell the factory to capitalism will kill me.

It is not an exaggeration at all. In China in the 1980s, it was almost the same, not to mention a single shot in a single shot.

The situation in the city is a little better. In the countryside, who doesn’t have two or three guns?

Many villages even have cannons.

For example, although there are no cannons in Xilong Villa, there are heavy machine guns in Xilong Villa, but they have never been taken out.

It was not until the early 1990s that General Jiang came to power that the central government formulated a law to ban guns and began to ban guns in a complete manner.

Therefore, it is not rare for these old military workers to have guns in their hands. Even if Mayor Zhou really collapses, he doesn't even have any place to shout for justice.

In fact, in the words of those old military workers, if you hadn't watched you have participated in battles and made contributions, I would have collapsed you now.

After receiving the call, Zhang Lang was also very depressed and was worried about this, but unexpectedly it happened.

This time he agreed to cooperate and thought the city had already done the work of workers, but unexpectedly, there was a mass incident.

Such a matter would definitely not be resolved by his assistant sent to Lingyun City to be in charge of negotiations, so Zhang Lang had to come forward in person.

The automobile industry is a project that Zhang Lang values ​​very much.

When Zhang Lang arrived in Lingyun City, it was already evening. Zhang Lang did not alarm anyone, so he quietly found a guesthouse to stay in.

As the village director, there is definitely no shortage of letters of introduction.

After eating something casually, Zhang Lang groped alone and came to Zhao Dabao's house in the military gear factory.

Zhao Dabao is the old military engineer who beat Mayor Zhou.

He is over 80 years old this year, and has retired and is retired at home. As a result, the joint venture has alarmed the boss. He broke into Mayor Zhou's office with a cane and beat Mayor Zhou with a cane.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

Zhang Lang inquired about it and found Zhao Dabao's home, and removed his military merits to his chest before coming forward to knock on the door.

"Who?" asked a rough voice.

"Is it Mr. Zhao's home?"

"Who are you?" A strong man in his thirties opened the door and looked at Zhang Lang vigilantly.

"Hello, I am the village director of Xilong Villa. I'm here to visit Mr. Zhao!" Zhang Lang smiled and handed his letter of introduction to the other party.

Nowadays, I have accepted the letter of introduction. Without the letter of introduction, it is difficult to move outside.

"What are you looking for my grandfather?" The strong man looked up and down at Zhang Lang, stopped in front of his chest, and then asked.

"I have heard of Mr. Zhao's machete, which cut three Japanese devils' reputation in a row. When I came to Lingyun City, I wanted to visit Mr. Zhao." Zhang Lang said with a sincere smile.

This Zhao Dabao is definitely a character, and beating people is definitely not reckless, but has confidence.

Zhao Dabao is an old Eighth Route Army soldier. He once used a large knife to cut off the heads of three Japanese soldiers in a battle. This was also Zhao Dabao's most proud thing. Later, he was injured. Zhao Dabao took the initiative to ask to go to the military factory to continue fighting for the revolution.

"Come in! Don't waste too much time. My grandfather is old and it's time to go to bed later!" The strong man reminded Zhang Lang carefully.

"Okay, I just meet Mr. Zhao, chat with him and say goodbye." Zhang Lang said with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao! My name is Zhang Lang. I am the village director of Xilong Villa in Taoyuan Town, Heishui County. This time I come here to visit you!"

"I am very familiar with Heishui County, but why didn't I know there is a Taoyuan Town?" Zhao Dabao is in his 80s and has no blurry eyes or deafness. He was injured on his leg back then, and it was not convenient to walk, so he couldn't do without crutches.

"It was the original Songshulingzi Town. Later, Songshulingzi was planted with peach trees, so Songshulingzi Town was renamed Taoyuan Town..." Zhang Lang explained.

"What are you asking me for? Don't tell me what I admire about my reputation. You have a military medal hanging on your chest. Obviously, you are prepared for the purpose of selling the factory?

You go, I have nothing to talk to you, the young and innocent way of Jinggao! I have nothing to say to a person like you!" Before Zhang Lang finished explaining, Zhao Dabao glanced at Zhang Lang and directly issued the order to expel him.

"Old Zhao, what you said, are we the first time we met? Why did I do something wrong?" Zhang Lang was a little depressed. This old man was not blind or deaf, and his mind was still very clear.

"Don't do evil things? Are you thirty years old today? Look, how many military medals are there on your chest? There are also first-class military medals! It's a bit like a fake." Zhao Dabao pointed to the military medals on Zhang Lang's chest and said.

"Old Zhao, I joined the army at the age of fifteen and served as the company commander of the reconnaissance company at the age of twenty. All of these military medals were exchanged for my life on the Vietnam border with one sword and one shot! Every military medal has a record.

You can call to check. If there is any fake one, you can hand me over to the military region directly." Zhang Lang said solemnly.

"I came here with these military medals today, hoping that you can always listen to me for the sake of these military medals."

"Okay, tell me!" Zhao Dabao pondered for a while and spoke.

"You besieged the municipal government and shouted that the city would sell the military factory to the capitalists. I am the so-called capitalist you mentioned." Zhang Lang said straight to the point: "But it needs to be corrected. I am not a capitalist, I am a Communist Party member! A military-to-village cadre!"

"You want to buy our factory? Why should you, a village cadre, buy our factory?" Zhao Dabao questioned.

"This big brother must have heard of Xilong Villa." Zhang Lang glanced at the strong man.

This strong man has big arms and a round waist and a height of 1.9 meters. It is not easy for him to grow into this body in this era.

"Grandpa, Xilong Villa is very famous. The greenhouse vegetables we eat now are the first ones that Xilong Villa started." The strong man introduced in Zhao Dabao's ear.

"Oh! Greenhouse vegetables are a good thing, but building factories is not farming. Don't mess around with each other in your village!"

"Old Zhao, you may not know that our Xilong Villa not only has greenhouse vegetables, but also breeding farms, handicraft factories, furniture factories, construction companies, grain, oil and food factories, and fruit deep processing factories.

And one thing needs to be clear. This time, I am the one who jointly invested with Lingyun City Military Factory and the municipal state-owned factory, not Xilong Villa." Zhang Lang explained with a smile.

"You personally? What do you mean? You kid want to dig out the corners of the country?" Zhao Dabao's eyes waited again, and reached out to touch the crutch.
Chapter completed!