Chapter 802: Whoever Stabs First, Lives

Old Ding's prediction was indeed very accurate. The second bidding meeting of the main factory went very smoothly and very successfully.

In order not to abandon the bid again like the last bidding meeting, the procurement side did not make harsh requirements "more or less,"

And the few new units participating in the bidding, unlike those old conservative supply units that were picky, cooperated very enthusiastically with Zheng Jiemin and others, winning 80% of the procurement orders.

Li Ye sat in a corner that no one paid attention to, watching the person in charge of each new unit sign the contract happily, and couldn't help but want to laugh in his heart.

A sarcastic laugh.

Because just half a year ago, when the No. 1 branch factory held a bidding meeting, these successful people were still supply section chiefs and deputy factory directors of public units. You say people who have earned wages for more than ten years, how did they suddenly have the capital and transform into private bosses?

In addition, a few months ago, the main factory didn't want to learn the "successful experience" of the No. 1 branch factory with great fanfare. After all, this involved a question of "who guides whom."

But now they have figured it out. Only by being brave in innovation and reform can they have more opportunities.

Otherwise, according to the management process that has continued for decades, they would at most earn some cigarette and alcohol gift benefits, and there would be no big prospects.

But now everyone is taking the opportunity to learn from experience and change, isn't it suddenly enlightened, opening up a new world?

And those who are not flexible enough will be abandoned by this new era.

Factory Director Sun of the leaf spring factory was abandoned.

Their factory had been supplying goods to Light Auto Company for more than twenty years, but today they lost to an unknown private enterprise.

After the bidding results were announced, Factory Director Sun was stunned for a long while, and then saw Li Ye.

Then he ran over desperately, like a drowning person seeing a straw floating on the water.

"Factory Director Li, Factory Director Li, why are you sitting here! Smoke, smoke!"

Factory Director Sun approached Li Ye, took out his cigarette case and wanted to offer Li Ye a cigarette, his smile could absolutely be described as fawning.

Li Ye waved his hand and smiled: "Old Sun, you know, I don't smoke. Why are you being so polite with me?"

"I'm not being polite, I'm afraid."

Old Sun's face twisted into a bitter gourd, and he confessed like he was being lenient: "You also saw it. Our factory's signboard of several decades was destroyed today, and it was destroyed in my hands. I don't even know how to explain it to the eight hundred workers in the factory when I go back..."

Li Ye glanced at Old Sun playfully and asked: "Old Sun, you lost the main factory's business, you don't want to make it up from me, right?

I tell you, your unit's goods are worse than Jingjin Company's goods, I can't possibly distribute their procurement quota to you."

The procurement of accessories of the same category in the No. 1 branch factory has at least two suppliers, and Jingjin Company is a new technology unit invested by Wen Leyu. Li Ye couldn't possibly cut his own business and distribute it to Factory Director Sun's big-pot-rice factory.

And the reason why he didn't give all the quotas to Wen Leyu was to force Factory Director Sun and the others, giving them a chance to transform.

After all, those eight hundred workers had dedicated decades of youth to the country. If they could know how to improve, they wouldn't have to suffer the cruel layoffs.

However, after hearing Li Ye's words, Factory Director Sun was instantly surprised and said to Li Ye: "No, no, no, no, I didn't want to compete with Jingjin Company for the quota, I just want to keep the original procurement contract. As long as there is the No. 1 branch factory's procurement order, our factory won't collapse..."

Li Ye asked in surprise: "Then what are you afraid of? We signed a contract."

Factory Director Sun smiled sheepishly and said bitterly: "We also have a contract with the main factory, but wasn't it taken by Old Wang? And I guess Old Wang will soon go to the No. 1 branch factory to find you..."

Li Ye touched his chin, looked at Old Wang who was red-faced on the stage, and suddenly asked Factory Director Sun in a low voice: "Old Sun, tell me the truth, compared with Old Wang's, is your factory's leaf spring really more expensive and worse?"

"F*** his..."

Factory Director Sun almost jumped up, and the dirty words in his mouth almost sprayed onto Li Ye's face. "Sorry, sorry, I'm really suffocated..."

Factory Director Sun picked up the cigarette on the ground, took a hard puff, and then giggled: "Actually, Factory Director Li, you also know that the quality of our domestic leaf springs depends on the quality of the material, and second, it depends on the level of heat treatment process.

To talk about the process level, we might not be as good as Jingjin Company, after all, their heat treatment equipment is imported, but we have always used Shougang's raw materials, which is already the best material..."

"But what kind of proper production process can Old Wang's village-run factory have? What kind of products can they provide? With the price he reported, it's still much better than ours? I don't believe it even if I die."

"..."

Li Ye could feel Factory Director Sun's soaring resentment.

Admittedly, the technical content of automotive leaf spring production is indeed not high. In later generations, many small factories with dozens of people can produce leaf spring products that meet the standards, but in the industrial environment of the eighties, it is a bit outrageous for a village-run enterprise to be much higher than a state-owned enterprise.

As for the price issue, Li Ye could understand.

In the eighties, private small steel mills were a dimensionality reduction strike against state-owned steel. As long as you can get the steel rolling mill up, it is a business that takes off on the spot.

Didn't that No. 1 village in the world in Tianjin take off in these few years?

So much so that a reporter interviewed the village head and jokingly asked, "Some people say you are the local emperor here," and the other party actually proudly replied, "Take off that local character."

"Old Sun, I must remind you, I will definitely execute the procurement contract we signed, but you can't always be the same. Now everyone is developing. Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you retreat."

Factory Director Sun nodded slowly: "I know, Factory Director Li. We are already implementing technical transformation, but this bidding suddenly cut off half of our production capacity..."

Li Ye thought for a while and said: "Our production capacity might increase a bit in these few months. In addition, at most next year, we will launch a new car, and I can distribute a little more procurement to you.

But you have to understand, this is your last chance."

Factory Director Sun was stunned, and two sturdy hands held Li Ye's hand tightly, his voice changing with excitement.

"Thank you, Factory Director Li. We will definitely seize this opportunity. I represent all eight hundred employees in our factory to thank you... But you also know that we are a public unit, so we can't give you too much like Old Wang..."

"Hmm?"

Li Ye glanced at Factory Director Sun and smiled, curling the corners of his mouth: "Don't talk nonsense about other people's private affairs!"

"Eh, eh, eh, I understand, I understand, Factory Director Li, you don't love money."

Factory Director Sun smiled sheepishly, but he felt settled in his heart.

His last sentence just now was actually testing Li Ye's real thoughts.

Li Ye does have the reputation of "not loving money," but who would think that money is too much? Old Wang's hand is not small, a thousand or eight hundred is not useful, then layer by layer, if Li Ye is moved...

If Li Ye is moved, Factory Director Sun would bite his teeth and follow the bet even if he makes a mistake.

He was just too confident this time that everyone is a state-owned enterprise brother, and he had to leave a bite to eat for his own people, so he was beaten to pieces by Old Wang.

【Sigh, the era of mutual help has passed. Everyone plays their own game. Whoever stabs first, lives.】

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