Chapter 285: Standardized Mass Production

What do we do if we can't find Yang Qing? We can only go see Director Wang.

When Director Wang saw Ye's father rushing in angrily, he was still a bit dazed.

"Who are you?"

Ye's father wasn't polite either.

"I am Ye Junjie's father."

Director Wang asked doubtfully.

"Ah, may I ask what business you have with me?"

Seeing Director Wang feigning ignorance, Ye's father spoke angrily.

"What shady thing have you done, don't you know?"

"You say you just took my son's achievements?"

"You think Old Ye is easy to bully?"

"Do you believe me? I cut off that factory's materials."

Director Wang laughed.

"So you're Ye Junjie's family member."

"It seems you still don't know your son's glorious deeds."

"Don't rush yet, because if you get more impatient, I can't help but slap you."

"Back then you used connections to get your son in; you probably had no idea how capable he is."

"Let me tell you."

"Back then………… he earned nothing………… disliked this, disliked that………… the plan our subdistrict office gave, he followed none of it…………"

"Last year before the new year……… I strictly ordered him to follow the plan………… then, your son did it like this…………"

"By August, the factory's accounts had no money left…………"

"I replaced him—what's wrong with that?"

"Look at what you've tossed over—a useless thing, high hopes but low skill."

"You still have the nerve to come cause me trouble?"

"Not slapping you would already be lenient."

Ye's father was left a bit dumbfounded by Director Wang's retort—his own excellent son, how could he be so stupid?

It utterly scrambled his worldview.

"What you say is true."

Director Wang glanced at him.

"Just go back and ask yourself, you'll know."

Ye's father still wasn't convinced.

"So what's going on with the Mechanical Factory now?"

Director Wang made a gesture of invitation, too lazy to explain.

"You may leave, but your son can't—does that mean no one else can either?"

"In the face of great disaster, what's more important—I believe you know."

"I've already given the warnings I should; the rest is up to you."

"Goodbye."

Ye's father returned home dejected, feeling a bit ashamed to face people.

Seeing Ye Junjie pretending to be sick at home, Ye's father couldn't help but kick him.

"Still pretending, still pretending—get up for me."

"Tell me clearly, what did you do at the Agricultural Machinery Factory?"

Ye Junjie picked out what was favorable to say, but Old Ye, after years of weathering wind and rain, soon figured out the truth.

Indeed, as others said, he's high-eyed but low-handed.

If it were him, he'd have long sent this guy off to clean toilets.

They've already tolerated him this long, given him so many chances—that's quite enough.

This damn thing—after going there once, not only did he not vent his anger, he even owed them a favor.

Ye Junjie still doesn't realize it.

"Dad, you need to vent my anger for me—Agricultural Machinery Factory, you must take it back for me."

Old Ye lifted his leg and kicked.

"Still venting anger, still trying to take it back—how did I produce such a useless idiot like you?"

"They planned it so well—if you just followed, you could do it right, but you, damn it, made a pile of shit and still had me go cause them trouble."

"How do you have the face to do this?"

"Still trying to take it back—do you know how many tractor factories opened nationwide this year?"

"How much tractor technology has the state introduced this year?"

"With your intelligence, if you were put in charge of the Agricultural Machinery Factory, could you even manage it?"

"You should know, that factory now has no money at all and still owes the bank a huge debt."

"If you went there, what would you use to plug this hole?"

"What would you use to compete with others?"

"You should know, Jingcheng already has agricultural machinery factories, and several of them."

"Are you courting death?"

Ye Junjie's head was buzzing.

"That's not right— isn't that sold a lot?"

"I've seen quite a few."

Old Ye let out a sigh.

"They didn't sell any at all; those were produced by the city for disaster relief, they only advanced the factory's wages, and got nothing else."

Ye Junjie couldn't believe it.

"That would be working for nothing; if I go there, wouldn't the factory just go under?"

Father Ye gave him a sideways glance.

He felt the matter wasn't that simple, and he couldn't figure out why the other side would do such an ungrateful, laborious thing.

They're playing it deep, and he can't see through it.

Meanwhile at the factory, Yang Qing was extremely excited.

In October, just as the flood receded, Ge Hongtao finally finalized the design of the hand-guided tractor.

However, the city's orders ended at that time.

Then the real difficulty arrived.

Ge Hongtao looked at Yang Qing.

"Manager Yang, we currently have only parts for eighteen tractors."

"These are additions for our original few test vehicles."

"Plus the spare parts we've saved from production during this period."

Yang Qing waved his hand grandly.

"Production—our survival hinges on these eighteen vehicles."

He went to find Wan Ling first.

Upon hearing that Yang Qing had come to sell tractors, Wan Ling immediately ordered five.

"Ah, brother-in-law, you understand me—our development is now limited by transport capacity."

"With these tractors, our efficiency will be even higher."

Yang Qing knew that Wan Ling was doing this to help him.

He didn't say much more, just promising:

"If you have anything, come find me—I spend most of my time at the Agricultural Machinery Factory."

After bidding farewell to Wan Ling, Yang Qing summoned Qin Huairu again that evening.

Qin Huairu still looked excited, thinking Yang Qing had finally remembered her.

To avoid an awkward situation, Yang Qing got straight to the point.

"Sister Qin, I heard your native place is Hongxing Gongshe, Qinjiacun."

"I don't know if that's true."

Seeing that Yang Qing was talking about serious matters, Qin Huairu composed herself and nodded.

"Yes, I came from Qinjiacun, just north of Hongxing Gongshe."

"What's up? Do you have something, Yang Qing?"

Yang Qing felt delighted inside.

"How's your family situation? I heard Hongxing Gongshe didn't suffer major flooding."

Qin Huairu nodded again.

"I called to check; my family wasn't flooded. So, Yang Qing, if you have something, just say it directly."

Chen Hong watched them chat, always feeling that the two were hiding something from her.

So she also came over.

"Yes, dear, why are you asking about this?"

Yang Qing explained:

"It's like this: our Agricultural Machinery Factory has started producing tractors, and they work great."

"We're a small factory, waiting for higher-ups to buy, not knowing when that'll happen—maybe the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month."

"So we plan to take the initiative, offering a tractor for free use for one month."

"If they find it useful, we'll then discuss purchase."

"When purchasing, we also offer two options."

"One is full payment; the other is to pay half now and the rest after next summer's harvest."

"When buying a hand-guided tractor, we also throw in a plow blade."

"The hand-guided tractor is not just a tractor; it comes with matching machinery."

"For example, a wheat thresher, a corn thresher, a plow, a seeder, a tooth harrow…"

"Moreover, we are currently researching a well-drilling machine."

"With a machine well, we'll no longer fear drought."