Chapter 1141: The Knife for the Chicken and the Chicken for the Monkey

"Something happened right after the emphasis was made; isn't that a bit too eerie—"

Yu De came to Li Xuewu's office together with Zhou Yao, and he sat down opposite the desk.

As for Zhou Yao, she was standing to the side with a look of embarrassment on her face.

Li Xuewu had just waved his hand to signal her to sit, but she was currently so ashamed she wished she could disappear.

Last week, Li Xuewu had personally instructed her to keep a close watch on the workshops and convey the branch bureau's notice.

At the same time, she was to monitor the ideological trends of the factory workers; no worker was allowed to get involved in those matters.

And the result?

The notice was conveyed on the 14th, and propaganda and security work began; by the 20th, a fighting incident had already occurred.

And while the factory security department was handling that matter, on the 22nd—which was Sunday—another situation occurred where factory workers participated in a fight.

Seven young workers from the casting workshop ignored the notice issued by the factory security department and participated in a fight.

In just nine short days, two incidents had occurred, and both were reported by the branch bureau.

When Zhou Yao took people to the city to pick them up, she herself felt incredibly ashamed.

It wasn't just the pressure from the branch bureau, but also the pressure from the leadership of the security department.

She knew very well that Director Li of the factory management committee had already given instructions and requirements regarding this matter.

It was imperative to do a good job in the safety, security, and ideological education of factory workers, and situations that caused malicious influence on the Red Star Factory were not allowed.

Now, she would rather hear the factory leadership scold them for being incompetent than face Li Xuewu's silence.

"Is your mouth that prophetic?"

Li Xuewu raised an eyebrow, glanced at Yu De opposite him, and asked, "Do you want to cast a fortune for me?"

"Um, if it were truly prophetic, I'd cast one for myself first—"

Yu De shook his head with a bitter smile, scratching the few hairs on his bald head.

He hadn't felt this tired even while working in Steel City, so it was true that the capital was a place of right and wrong.

"We've asked over at the workshop; the notice was indeed conveyed."

Yu De reported with a bitter mouth, "We investigated the few people who participated in the fight, and they all said it was just a moment of impulse, their blood running hot."

"And so?"

Li Xuewu picked up his teacup, took a sip, looked at him, and asked, "If there were no lapses in management, and the parties involved were hot-headed, who bears the blame for the mistake?"

After he finished his question, Yu De didn't offer any more explanations, and Zhou Yao, wanting to say something, lowered her head even further.

"Strictly enforce discipline and issue the disciplinary decisions according to the requirements of the notice."

Li Xuewu put down his teacup, sat up straight, wrote his opinion on the report Yu De had submitted, and simultaneously made requirements for a circular.

After writing, he pushed the document over, and while tightening his fountain pen, he looked at Zhou Yao and asked, "What's the situation over at the branch bureau? Do they have any other opinions?"

"No, they just want us to take the people back."

Zhou Yao replied in a somewhat low tone, "Actually, they should be dissatisfied, but there were quite a lot of people this time, and it wasn't just our factory."

"Don't have a lucky mentality; what do you mean it wasn't just our factory?"

Li Xuewu glanced at her and reminded her, "Do you think this is a case of 'too many lice don't itch'? Don't you understand the principle that quantitative change leads to qualitative change?"

"Yes—"

Zhou Yao stopped arguing and responded earnestly.

And Yu De, opposite her, had already knitted his brows into a knot.

Looking at the report in his hand, he raised his head and asked softly, "I'm afraid the procedures will be very troublesome."

"No matter how troublesome it is, handle it according to the rules and regulations."

Li Xuewu placed the fountain pen in his hand on the table, looked out the window, and said, "Execute it."

Yu De sighed and handed the document in his hand to Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao glanced at Deputy Team Leader Yu before taking the document.

Only after opening it to look did she understand why Deputy Team Leader Yu had hesitated.

The opinion given by Deputy Director Li was to handle such incidents quickly, heavily, and strictly.

All workers participating in the fighting incident were to be dismissed; all relevant personnel involved in planning and propaganda were to be arrested, dismissed, and sent to the branch bureau for handling.

Notify the personnel and production departments; give organizational disciplinary action to the workshop director and the political team leader, and remove them from their posts.

Notify the propaganda department to carry out timely propaganda and warnings regarding the relevant cases and handling decisions.

Notify the organizational department to come up with practical and feasible ideological education policies and plans as soon as possible.

Notify the disciplinary decisions regarding relevant union personnel, and request the union to cooperate with and support security work.

If this opinion were executed, along with the two people who participated in the fight earlier, all seven people this time would have to pack up and leave.

The directors of the boiler workshop and casting workshop, as well as the political team leaders, were all to be removed from their posts and undergo investigation.

Relevant departments, besides having to cooperate with the work, also had to show their attitude toward this matter.

Li Xuewu was truly red-eyed this time; whoever dared to dance on the red line, he would kick them out.

Dismissing nine people at once was very rare; even other enterprises rarely did this.

However, through this decision, one could also see Li Xuewu's determination in handling this matter, as well as the factory's cautious attitude toward the relevant situation.

Actually, the young workers who participated in the fight thought very simply; it was nothing more than a burst of hot blood, for the sake of ideals, for the sake of youth, and for the sake of slogans.

And disregarding the factory's requirements was not considered a fresh thing in this era.

Even if they were caught and handled, at worst they would just get a disciplinary record; they were young anyway.

Besides, they didn't fight in the factory; this was something that happened after work.

Of course, when workers from any factory got into trouble, the branch bureau generally wouldn't handle it; they would call the factory security department to pick them up.

How to handle them after picking them up was the factory's business and didn't have much to do with the local authorities.

But if the factory's attitude was relatively firm, then they would contact the local authorities to carry out serious handling.

This kind of situation mostly appeared in circumstances of killing the chicken to warn the monkey, for the sake of killing one to warn a hundred.

Clearly, the document in Zhou Yao's hand was the knife Li Xuewu had swung.

And the target was precisely those chickens to be warned.

As for whether there would be monkeys jumping out to do evil next time.

No one could guarantee this, but the knife was already out of its sheath; was the security department still afraid of trouble?

Killing one chicken was killing, and killing ten chickens was also killing; even if thirty or fifty more came, it wouldn't be enough for them to chop.

Moreover, the Red Star Factory did not lack workers; any post, as long as it became vacant, would immediately have someone to fill it.

No one would pity them for this kind of behavior that was extremely irresponsible to themselves and their families.

Except for their families.

And after the security department's circular was sent out, the factory broadcasting station, upon receiving the instructions from the propaganda department, immediately made a temporary broadcast of the handling decision.

All departments and workshops throughout the factory could hear this news through the wired broadcast boxes on the walls and the broadcast speakers set up in the factory area.

Upon hearing the sound of the temporary broadcast, many workers pricked up their ears.

In a large factory of tens of thousands of people, the timeliness of managing news was very firm.

The Red Star Factory had a broadcast system directly for workers; one could even receive news while sitting at home.

Regarding the fighting incidents that had gradually appeared recently, many workers had heard of them.

Many people knew about the matter of the two people in the boiler workshop last week, but they hadn't heard about Sunday's matter yet.

When they heard the situation in the circular, many people showed expressions of shock.

In the past, the security department handled fighting incidents mostly by using detention and fines as the main means.

Even if something happened, they would try their best to suppress it and wouldn't actively send it to the branch bureau for handling.

This time it was truly fast and decisive; it could be seen that after the matters accumulated together and the number of people increased, the factory's attitude toward handling such incidents had been upgraded.

Those two people from the boiler workshop had also just been called away by people from the personnel department and the security department.

It had been a week, and they thought the security department wouldn't handle them anymore.

After all, it was outside the factory; they came back, wrote self-criticisms, and went to work in the workshop.

When they participated in political study during the morning roll call, they were still thinking about whether they should go again on the weekend.

They didn't expect people from the personnel section and the security section to appear suddenly; both of their hearts went cold.

If this kind of matter was to be handled, just calling them over would have been enough; was it necessary to come to the workshop to pick them up?

They weren't anything special; it could only mean the handling result was very serious.

How serious, they hadn't guessed yet, but they heard it from the sound of the broadcast.

Both of them were so scared their legs went soft, and one of them even sat on the ground with a thud.

Wailing loudly didn't go that far, because the two of them were beyond tears.

Crying injustice?

Of course not; they just felt aggrieved.

Both of them understood in their hearts that if it weren't for those seven people in the casting workshop, they really wouldn't have reached this point.

Or rather, if the security department's handling decision regarding them could have been issued last week, this time they wouldn't have been dragged into it.

It was just that those seven bastards in the casting workshop went too far and escalated this matter.

Now it was good; nine people were strung together, handled all at once.

If one were to say it was unjust, there wasn't a bit of injustice, because the nature of the matter they committed was the same.

So, after the personnel section and the security section read the disciplinary decision to them, the security section immediately carried out the dismissal handling for them.

Although there were still relevant procedures and processes to go through, it already had nothing to do with them.

The two of them stood at the factory gate, their eyes dazed, staring straight at the security guards; they even had the heart to die.

Whose youth is not confused, whose youth is not hesitant, whose youth is not tossed about.

They just relied on their status to try to splash a little water in the torrent of the era.

But they didn't think about dying together, drowning themselves in the long river of this era.

In this era, for urban youth, if they lost their jobs, what did it mean?

If the family was wealthy and had money to support an idle person, then they wouldn't live too painfully.

What couldn't they do to eat; at worst, they could go be porters.

Yes, that was indeed the case, but no unit would recruit them as formal workers.

Because when their files left the Red Star Factory, they already carried a stain.

If society didn't undergo fundamental changes and the market didn't liberalize, then they could only stand by and do nothing, becoming waste that everyone looked down upon.

Marriage?

Looking for what kind?

When you were a worker, looking for a female worker was naturally no problem.

Looking for a rural girl, you could pick and choose, even marry whichever one you took a fancy to.

But now it was over; an urban household registration without a job wasn't fragrant; being with you was equal to drinking the northwest wind.

Taking another ten thousand steps back, if the family conditions were truly excellent, could two people get hot-headed?

Just when they had this thought, their parents could also pour a ladle of cold water on them.

"Li Chu! Li Chu!"

Li Xuewu had just brought Peng Xiaoli downstairs when he was surrounded by a group of people standing at the entrance.

Some of these people were workers from the factory; one could tell from their clothing.

And some were masses from outside; looking at them, they weren't young.

"Li Chu, my son made a mistake, but you shouldn't handle it like this—"

"Li Chu, give him a chance; they are all children of the factory—"

Li Xuewu just stood at the entrance listening to them argue, his expression serious and saying nothing.

Peng Xiaoli had long since called the duty room; the duty room made a call, and more than a dozen people ran out from the security section on the first floor.

Deputy Li Kezhang Wang Yimin of the security section broke out in a cold sweat; how did he not notice people blocking the entrance?

"What is the duty room doing!"

He scolded a duty officer, came over from behind Li Xuewu with his people, and felt awkward not knowing how to greet him; it was truly a huge loss of face.

Peng Xiaoli didn't care about his current mood; he frowned and reminded him, "The leader is going to meet foreign businessmen; time cannot be delayed."

"Yes, yes, yes—"

Wang Yimin responded, waved his hand at the security guards beside him, carefully squeezed out from beside Li Xuewu, and pushed away the people standing in front.

These workers who came to reflect on the problem were excited to see people come out.

How could Wang Yimin dare to let them make trouble at the entrance of their own unit; he scolded a few times with a cold face.

These people were also anxious about their sons being dismissed, and their emotions were very urgent.

Seeing the security section people come out and separate them from Li Xuewu, they had even more courage to rush forward.

If one were to say that when Li Xuewu stood alone at the entrance, they squeezed forward, they didn't dare to bump into Li Xuewu.

Everyone knew Li Xuewu's ferocity; bumping into him head-on would only make the matter bigger.

So they all had restraint and constraint, just shouting and arguing for sympathy.

Now that there were security section people blocking the front, they had a guarantee in distance, which could be considered using all their excitement.

Li Xuewu frowned and didn't walk toward the passage pushed out by the security section; he just stood on the steps watching them make trouble.

Perhaps they argued for five minutes, or ten minutes; no one looked at their watch carefully.

Only Peng Xiaoli was anxious standing behind; he wasn't scaring Wang Yimin.

Today Li Xuewu was going to preside over the business talks with the Japanese Sanhe Stock Company, and during the period, he would also introduce the main staff of the inspection team to the other side.

This kind of business had very serious work requirements in terms of time, especially for foreign affairs; it would give foreign businessmen a very bad impression and even affect cooperation.

But no matter how anxious Peng Xiaoli was, he couldn't remind Li Xuewu; the matter in front of him was also very urgent.

Li Xuewu did things rarely leaving loose ends, and even less would he let people point at the mulberry and curse the locust.

So, he stood there, listening to these people argue, just watching them make trouble.

As they argued, the excited emotions of these people slowly dissipated, stabilized, and they stopped arguing.

From beginning to end, Li Xuewu didn't shout, didn't scold, and even less did he explain or advise.

Only waiting until these people stopped talking did he walk down from the steps.

Facing these people standing at the very front, he opened his mouth and said, "I only ask you three questions."

"First, the notice issued by the security department, was it conveyed to the workshop?"

"Second, did you receive the relevant notice and warning?"

"Third, participating in fighting with organization and purpose, should it be handled?"

Li Xuewu stood there nodding slowly and asked, "Who tells me these three questions, if you can't think clearly yourselves, tell me now."

"Don't talk to me about human feelings and common sense!"

He pointed his finger at his feet and said seriously, "The handling decision issued by the security department has already attached the basis and regulations; if you don't know, go check and ask yourselves; why block here and ask me?"

"But that handling is too serious!"

A woman gathered her courage and shouted based on her identity as a woman, "My son just fought, it's not like he killed or set fire..."

"Then you said it too late; when the public security management regulations were issued and publicized, you should have raised objections and opposing opinions through the organization."

Li Xuewu sized her up and said, "It happened to your son, so you know pain?"

"If there's a problem, reflect on the problem; don't come to me with unreasonable trouble; I don't eat this set."

He hissed at the woman, then looked at the others and asked, "If you feel that only killing or setting fire is worth dismissal, then report the matter upward."

"I'll give you a clear word today: stability is the bottom line of the Red Star Factory; whoever dares to engage in illegal and criminal activities on the condition of destroying the collective that the vast number of workers rely on for survival, the security department will regard them as enemies and will give the most severe crackdown and handling."

Li Xuewu pointed at Wang Yimin and instructed, "I hope this is the last time someone reflects on problems with me through this form."

He glanced at these people and said, "I am also tolerating your nonsense for the last time."

After speaking, he didn't care about Wang Yimin's guarantee, took Peng Xiaoli, walked past these people, and got into the command vehicle.

"What do you want to do? Huh?"

Wang Yimin watched the command vehicle leave before frowning and looking at these people.

"Still feel the matter isn't big enough, still feel those boys are wronged, right?"

"Fine—!"

He became ruthless, tilted his head to signal the security building and said, "Those seven people are in the detention room; you don't let me have a good time, then they don't want to have a good time either; let's all execute according to the system."

"Li Kezhang Wang—how can you be like this!"

A worker grabbed his arm and said with a helpless and angry tone, "Isn't this retaliation!"

"Ah! I'm retaliating—"

Wang Yimin shook off his arm, glared at him, and asked, "When I was taking care of them, why didn't anyone say I shouldn't?"

"Do you people have no sense in your hearts!"

He glared angrily, pointed at the few people in front, and asked, "How did I, Old Wang, treat you; speak clearly whether I'm particular about doing things!"

"Now you tell me it's retaliation!"

Wang Yimin said with red eyes, "What were you thinking when your sons were carrying iron forks to cause trouble outside; you don't care about that, but come to me to complain."

"I tell you, not having an incident is your luck; if something really happened, wait to buy bullets for five mao each."

After speaking, he didn't care about this person outside the door and instructed the security guard, "Withdraw the guards at the entrance of the office area, transfer them away from the security section; love where they go, this place doesn't raise idlers, nor does it raise waste."

It wasn't strange that these people could enter the factory, because the security guards at the entrance only stopped idle people; if there were people inside the factory area to pick them up, they could register and enter.

But the office area couldn't; only agency workers could pass through with identity cards, or enter through passage procedures issued by the security section.

These people could enter, clearly they were let in by the office area security.

Now there were two types of security guards in the security section; one type was relatively young, mainly responsible for patrolling and escorting, as well as special service work.

The other type was from personnel reform work, transferred from workshops or other departments; they were generally older than the first type, lacked strong professional skills, and were mainly responsible for daily duty and security.

Perhaps it was a relative relationship, perhaps it was a former colleague relationship; their hearts softened and they let them in.

Usually, the security section was ruthless in catching this; now they were bumping into the leader's muzzle; could Wang Yimin not be angry?

Just looking at Li Xuewu's attitude at the time, one knew he didn't scold people on the spot, which was saving face for him.

Deputy Director Li was very protective of their grassroots cadres and took great care and concern for them.

But this was not a reason for them to be unscrupulous and vague in their work.

Zhou Yao was busy handling workshop work; he was on duty in the security section, so naturally, he bore the responsibility.

Li Xuewu didn't get angry, which didn't mean he was fine; he was annoyed in his heart, entered the office building, removed the duty officer, and cleared them out of the team directly.

Letting people ambush Deputy Director Li, what use did he have for such a duty officer.

"Li Kezhang Wang, those few..."

A clever security guard came up and asked in a low voice, "Do you need me to go over now..."

"Don't make trouble—"

Wang Yimin glared at him and said, "One thing is one thing; messing around won't do."

Although he said at the entrance that he would make things difficult for these seven people, could he really do that?

Not to mention those who had already been dismissed; even if they weren't dismissed, he couldn't be ruthless.

One couldn't say his heart was soft; this was just work; if there was a problem, solve the problem; one couldn't transfer contradictions.

Just looking at Li Xuewu, one knew the leader didn't pursue responsibility, so how could he do that.

Another thing, Zhou Yao was the formal section chief; don't look at her young age, she was very strict in management.

Whether it was the security division or the security section, she absolutely didn't allow situations of non-compliant execution.

Like Wei Tong from before, she couldn't allow the other party to stay in the team.

As security and protection personnel, they should be even clearer about what could be done and what couldn't.

Wang Yimin was older than Zhou Yao and had more experience; he even led Li Xuewu before.

But he didn't dare to openly violate the management regulations of the section to do such stupid things just to vent his anger.

These security guards were drawn up after assessment and training, and they were very brave in doing things.

But they also had too many small thoughts; in order to curry favor with him, they would risk their lives.

Needless to say, it was fine if nothing happened; it was just adding a few more scoldings for him.

If something really happened, the first thing they would do was offer him up; at that time, the yellow mud would fall into the pants; he would say it wasn't, but it would be; he wouldn't be able to explain it clearly.

Responsibility pursuit was always about taking the big one to top the thunder; he knew the temperament of these boys too well.

Usually, laughing and joking was no problem; management, well, had relaxation and tension, but doing things wouldn't work.

He was there to escort Zhou Yao, not to make trouble, otherwise, the first one to be disciplined would be him.

"Go, throw a deck of cards in; there can't be any more chaos in these fifteen days."

"Yo—why are you standing here!"

As soon as Li Xuewu got out of the car, he saw Nakamura Shuji and others standing by the lake watching the scenery accompanied by Sha Qizhi.

He walked over with a smile and took the initiative to reach out his hand, saying, "Sorry, sorry, work suddenly delayed me."

"It doesn't matter, Li Sang, we are old friends—"

Nakamura Shuji perfectly solved the matter of Momotani Eriko and returned from the inspection in Steel City; his satisfied attitude was already written on his face.

He stepped forward a few steps to greet and shake hands with Li Xuewu, saying, "We also just arrived."

"Did you return yesterday?"

Li Xuewu nodded to Gucang Ping'er and Mikami Yua, made a gesture of invitation, and invited them into the room to talk.

Nakamura Shuji took the lead and followed Li Xuewu into the reception house, walking and smiling while replying, "We arrived in the capital yesterday afternoon."

"I really wanted to share my joy with you immediately, but I also have to take care of your rest time."

"I've heard about it—"

Li Xuewu nodded with a smile and said, "Director Dong called me and said he welcomed you to Steel City very much."

"It was Director Dong's warm hospitality; we are very grateful—"

Nakamura Shuji was consistently polite and courteous and didn't become arrogant because the matter was finished.

"In Steel City, we received very good hospitality; accompanied by Director Dong, we saw the electronic appliance factory, which was built very well."

After walking into the reception room, he sat down with Li Xuewu and continued, "The factory area is much larger than I imagined; this is my first impression."

"A clean and safe production environment is something I never expected—"

He leaned on the sofa armrest somewhat excitedly, leaned forward, and told Li Xuewu, "The person in charge of one of the production workshops told me that all production workers have reached at least junior high school education; this is my third profound impression."

Nakamura Shuji understood the situation in the mainland very well; just look at his daring to come here to engage in commercial trade and cooperate with the Red Star Factory to engage in appliance production.

There are adventure genes in the bones of businessmen, but there is absolutely no component of recklessness.

The decisions they make often look strange, but in reality, they are all carefully considered.

If he didn't have a full understanding of the mainland, would he dare to throw resources here with the other two?

So, he knew very well where the education level line of production workers was considered excellent.

If you want to talk about Japan, he wouldn't dare guarantee that the workers working on the assembly line were all college graduates.

Stop joking; in this era, college students are important resources in any country.

The Ugly Country has such rich educational resources; do you think they would think there are too many college students in this period?

On the assembly line in Japan, a high school education is a high education, a junior high school education is standard, and an elementary school education is also common.

After all, the electronics industry sounds very high-end, but in fact, it can realize assembly line operations; what is high-end about this; those who cannot realize assembly line operations are called craftsmen; there are only workers on the assembly line.

The Red Star Factory can arrange manpower with junior high school education or above in the electronics industry; doesn't this just show the importance attached to this project now and in the future?

He knew very well that the Red Star Factory absolutely had the purpose of independent production and scientific research, but he didn't care about this point, including the other two partners.

The Sanhe Stock Company doesn't need production to stabilize their corporate core; they only focus on management.

That is to say, even if the Red Star Factory independently researched and produced excellent electrical products, would they stop doing business with the Sanhe Stock Company?

As long as they ensure they have an absolute advantage in appliance management in Japan, then they will always be the Red Star Factory's first choice.

Doing business, don't hope that you will always take advantage for ten or twenty years; that is impossible to realize; at least the Sanhe Stock Company hasn't thought about it.

But with the Red Star Factory's current scientific research strength and production strength for electronic appliances, talking about this step is still too early.

"Spacious factory area, safe environment, excellent workers, advanced management—"

Nakamura Shuji counted the excellent qualities he saw with a full face of smiles and nodded to Li Xuewu, saying, "I am full of confidence and hope for the cooperation of the electronics industry project."

"This is precisely the purpose of asking you to go to Steel City to take a walk and take a look—"

Li Xuewu also responded with a friendly attitude; he pointed at Nakamura Shuji and introduced, "What you saw today is only the layout of the electronics industry."

"Our factory wants to build a whole set of factories with the same production standards as the electronics industry in the Northeast."

He emphasized, "Including hardware, automobiles, mechanical processing, shipbuilding, airplanes, etc."

"We look forward to embracing the world, learning advanced production experience and technology, and sharing more and better products with people all over the world through enterprises like the Sanhe Stock Company."

Li Xuewu said very frankly, "Currently, our production level is still very backward, especially in high-tech products; we need to pay more effort and time, and need friends like you to support, help, and understand more."

"This is my honor—"

Nakamura Shuji nodded very politely and responded, "Cooperation with the Red Star Factory is the most excellent choice and achievement since the establishment of the Sanhe Stock Company."

He had participated in many official activities and meetings; he had also heard leader speeches, big and small, countless times; Li Xuewu's speech already had that flavor, which showed that the relationship between the two sides was steadily advancing and developing in a better direction.

At the same time, Nakamura Shuji could also feel Li Xuewu's confidence and friendliness in his speech.

Regarding the exposition of cooperation and production, it was clearly pointed out that in a short period of time, the Red Star Factory did not possess the ability to export overseas to carry out marketing.

Currently, only production and research and development were considered to expand production capacity and enhance competitiveness.

And for overseas distribution, the Red Star Factory was very willing to share the achievements of industrial development with them.

It also hoped that they could introduce more and more advanced production experience and technology into the mainland.

This was a response to the aircraft manufacturing equipment and also a prospect for the next cooperation.

The project of the Red Star Factory cooperating with the Sanhe Stock Company to introduce the KH-4 light helicopter production line had already begun operation and coordination.

This was an excellent achievement of further cooperation between the two sides and also Li Xuewu's summary and prospect for this cooperation; he hoped that the next time would be more satisfactory.

It would no longer be old production lines and backward product models.

Of course, the KH-4 model was not considered backward; this type of helicopter was very popular in the international market, especially its low price.

Don't say 50,000 US dollars is very expensive; this is an airplane, not a lighter.

A light helicopter with high-altitude flight capability, equipped with patrol, agriculture, rescue, and other wide applications, only sold for 50,000 US dollars.

Large ranch owners in North America and Australia were fully capable of buying a few to herd cattle.

Or city hospitals could procure them for emergency rescue, or company executives could procure them for transportation.

In advanced countries, taking a helicopter to work was no longer news.

Hosting news programs on an airplane was not news; could this still be news?

Nakamura Shuji was also looking forward to what kind of surprise the KH-4 helicopter project settling in the Red Star Factory could bring him.

What he learned in Steel City was not just what he told Li Xuewu.

What made him excited and satisfied was the production capacity after the assembly line was built.

Currently, the production capacity of domestic television factories was very limited; the whole country had just realized 5,100 units for the whole year.

That is to say, the total output of all television factories for a whole year was just over 5,000 units.

Why?

Were there very few television factories?

Not really; just in the North China region, there were many, relatively large ones like the Beijing Television Factory, Tianjin 712 Television Factory, etc.

If you want to say how high the technical content of this thing is, to be blunt, there really isn't any.

After all, it was something invented very early; as long as the industrial level was sufficient, it could be produced independently.

But why was the output so low?

The reasons were nothing more than a few points: one was insufficient production capacity of electronic components, one was backward production methods, and the last was that production technology was not up to standard.

Why could the Red Star Factory realize overtaking on a bend and break the current industrial pattern? Wasn't it the creation of the industrial chain and the construction of the supply chain?

Television factories produced components themselves; this was a very conventional situation.

If you really procured components nationwide, it would also be very strenuous to assemble them together.

Sizes, models, standards, completely didn't match; even if you put them together, you couldn't use them.

This was the manifestation of industrial backwardness; even if there was a relatively strong industrial level, but resources couldn't be integrated well, it was also a plate of loose sand.

Then it was said, could the Red Star Factory integrate this batch of resources?

How exactly should electronic and electrical production be realized?

The Red Star Factory also didn't dare guarantee it could procure enough components from electronic factories in the mainland.

Because these factories had to prioritize ensuring the production of their own factory's televisions.

Even if there was an export share, it had long been snapped up by other factories.

What to do?

Reverse thinking; components weren't enough; without resources, what resources could you integrate.

But you could create resources.

Why did the Red Star Factory engage in such a large electronic and electrical industrial zone in Steel City?

The purpose was to realize high output of core components to meet the needs of all appliance categories.

Picture tubes were large and clumsy and were not suitable for long-distance transfer and production.

The casing, power transformer, circuit board, and tuner were also the same; the production capacity of other electronic factories for these things was really not enough.

The volume of the circuit board was small, production cost was high, and transportation was very convenient; this batch of televisions under trial production were all circuit boards obtained from Japan.

To ensure production, one must do it oneself, and do it in large quantities, and establish a special department to do it.

Other television factories were lacking these core components, right? The Red Star Factory could sell them while using them itself.

Other components such as resistors, capacitors, speakers, antennas, control circuits, etc.

Such high-output components could be realized through procurement; after all, the production capacity of electronic factories nationwide for such components was still okay.

High output and export of core components, no production and internal procurement of other components, was the Red Star Factory's layout and arrangement in the electronics industry.

Other appliances such as washing machines, electric fans, refrigerators, etc., were all arranged like this.

Those with sufficient domestic technology and sufficient output were procured from the supply chain; those that didn't meet the requirements were produced by themselves, letting the supply chain satisfy them, and selling them out.

Initial production targets of the electronic and electrical factory: annual production capacity of 30,000 televisions, annual production capacity of 45,000 washing machines, annual production capacity of 20,000 refrigerators...

Concentrated production of electronic appliances, striving to build supporting factories for components, and realizing clustering.

It was estimated very simply: 30,000 televisions, 10,000 of which flowed into Japan; what kind of impact would it cause on the market?

It was 10,000 units every year, a large-scale promotional war, cooperating with other appliances of the same brand; it was very easy to completely establish the brand's reputation.

This time, Nakamura Shuji came to the capital alone, and the other two were preparing.

Including entering the shopping mall and team training, just waiting for the first batch of appliances to enter the Japanese market at the end of this year to completely occupy the cheap appliance field.

The Red Star Factory had reservations in production; the given production capacity also deducted the part for domestic sales, which didn't represent that the second year would be the same.

The purchasing power of the mainland was sufficient; it was believed that the Red Star Factory could also open up the appliance distribution market in the mainland.

Don't just look at the 32 yuan salary every month; that was for one person.

If the whole family were workers, they were fully capable of saving up savings.

Sales of refrigerators and washing machines could generally be predicted, but televisions would absolutely become a hot spot.

Radios and flashlights would become even more explosive products in the mainland, comparable to the nail clippers of the hardware factory.

Li Xuewu once said that the hardware factory produced more nail clippers than the automobile factory.

This statement was absolutely not a bluff, because the current investment in the automobile manufacturing factory was still earned by the hardware factory.

The hardware factory's nail clippers, tools, and kitchenware had been sold for more than half a year, and orders couldn't be produced at all.

The foreign trade contracts previously signed with foreign businessmen had been completed ahead of schedule, but new contracts had come again.

The hardware factory was the factory with the most transferred workers in the Red Star Factory; it lacked people and machines, but it didn't lack orders, and they were all foreign trade orders.

The little devils had many schemes; just looking at their politeness to Li Xuewu, one knew that this project would make them a lot of money.

They had already arrived at the Red Star Factory, and didn't see Li Xuewu come to greet them, but they weren't angry.

They even stood at the entrance waiting for Li Xuewu to come, and their politeness was sufficient.

As for the subsequent cooperation, both sides obtained relatively satisfactory attitudes.

And when Sha Qizhi came in to remind the two people who were chatting hotly that the inspection team representatives were ready, Nakamura Shuji expressed welcome and congratulations to Li Xuewu for facilitating the inspection very earnestly.

And Li Xuewu also expressed gratitude to the Sanhe Stock Company for their efforts and work in it.

Both sides stood up, laughing and walking toward the small conference room; they would hold a symposium there.

"Hello, Deputy Director Li—"

The small conference room was already full of people; Kong Xiaobo, the director of the 701 project team, stood together with Xia Zhongquan and took the initiative to greet Li Xuewu when he entered the door, but his gaze was directed at Nakamura and others.

Nakamura Shuji maintained a polite smile and shook hands with them under Li Xuewu's introduction.

After simple pleasantries, both sides walked to the conference table in the middle and sat down.

The eyes of the technical personnel in the conference room also cast toward these people in unison.

Zhu Lei's gaze passed over Li Xuewu's back with a vicious look and stared at the face of Shangguan Qi opposite him. ===== CHAPTER 1142 =====