Chapter 20

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Protagonist:

Lin Yi

The two returned to the factory, and Lin Bin very naturally placed himself in the position of a guest, sitting on the sofa in Lin Yi's office.

Watching Lin Yi busy back and forth.

"General Manager Lin, why are you still doing legal work? A qualified company needs qualified legal staff; having legal staff around can save a lot of trouble."

"General Manager Lin actually holds a part-time position as chief engineer? That's truly rare; I've been working for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen such a situation."

"General Manager Lin, your equity transfer agreement doesn't have the bank seal, so it can't take effect."

"General Manager Lin, the people doing your construction are very professional; can you leave me their contact information……"

"General Manager Lin……"

Lin Bin's voice rang in his ear, and listening to his voice, Lin Yi felt Lin Bin should change his name.

He shouldn't be called Lin Bin; he should be called Lin Jiaying, or Lin Sanzang would do too.

Because Lin Bin at this moment was just like Tang Sanzang from Journey to the West—wordy and annoying.

So, on the second day after Lin Bin arrived in Gusu, Lin Yi found an excuse and sent Lin Bin to the construction site.

And he himself drilled into the electric rice cooker workshop.

The layout of Lin Laosan Electrical Appliance Factory was casual; entering through the main gate was the office building, and behind the office building were three workshops.

On the left were hair dryers, in the middle were electric fans, and on the far right were electric rice cookers.

The first floor was the warehouse, used for storing parts, and also for packing and storing finished products.

The second floor was the parts distribution workshop, or integrating parts provided by upstream suppliers together.

The third floor was the final assembly workshop; parts integrated on the second floor were sent to the third floor for final assembly.

After assembly was completed and products passed testing, they were sent by elevator to the first-floor finished goods warehouse, packed in the finished goods warehouse, waiting for downstream product merchants' trucks to arrive, and then taken away all at once.

Appearing in the workshop again after a long time, Lin Yi did not go directly to the second floor, but first drilled into the first-floor finished goods warehouse.

Workers in the packing area sweated profusely, packing the finished products sent down from the third floor at extremely high speed, boxing them, and then sending them into the warehouse.

In the huge warehouse, electric rice cookers from downstream Smailer Company were already piled up.

Even without going to the hair dryer and electric fan workshops, Lin Yi could imagine the scene of those two warehouses.

Stuffed with hair dryers, stuffed with electric fans.

"When did Smailer Company last come to pick up goods?"

Each workshop's warehouse had two administrators: one managed the warehouse, and the other managed the packing area.

The packing area administrator was responsible for warehousing in, and the warehouse area administrator was responsible for warehousing out.

Hearing Lin Yi's inquiry, the warehouse area administrator found the register, his finger sliding down lightly:

"October 10th!"

After reporting the time, he raised his head again: "According to the agreement, they should come once on November 10th."

"But up until now, their transport trucks still haven't come."

"And our production line is still continuously producing; by the end of work today, we just happen to have 76,000 electric rice cookers."

76,000……

Hearing this number, Lin Yu's vision went black, and she almost couldn't stand.

Holding her forehead with her hand and stepping back two steps, she retreated to beside an electric rice cooker cardboard box, pressed her hand on the cardboard box, gently took a few breaths, and only then recovered.

Today is November 18th, the seventh day since she was reborn, and also the thirty-eighth day since goods were last picked up last month.

76,000 electric rice cookers, 2,000 per day.

The cost of each electric rice cooker is 100, and the price given to Smailer Company is 130, and those bastards only pay 50% each time.

In other words, each electric rice cooker has to absorb 35 yuan of cost.

These 76,000 electric rice cookers have absorbed over 2 million yuan of my cost.

Besides this, there is interest pressure from delayed funds, and discount interest when commercial acceptance bills are exchanged.

And the production line is still running, with another 2,000 electric rice cookers coming off the line every day.

This……

Rubbing his brow, Lin Yi turned to look at the administrator who had just spoken:

"What about the hair dryer and electric fan side?"

The administrator said nothing, just sighed.

Lin Yi was no fool; he naturally understood what that meant.

He only felt his head hurt even more.

Of course, he was also more fortunate.

The timing of the rebirth was still okay; it hadn't reached the later stage, hadn't reached the point of being beyond remedy.

The past few days had been quite busy; now he had finally caught his breath.

Now, he could properly pull some hair with that bastard downstream company.

Waving his hand, after letting the two warehouse administrators return to their posts, Lin Yi went upstairs along the stairs and found Liu Daneng, the director of the electric rice cooker workshop, on the second floor.

As soon as they met, Lin Yi directly ordered:

"You go notify the hair dryer and electric fan workshops."

"The production line will stop for half a month for production line renovation and upgrading."

"For the next half month, everyone is on leave; each person will receive 50 yuan per day for living expenses."

"Then tell all the workers to go out and spread the word."

"Just say I have a batch of leftover stock here that needs to be cleared, mainly hair dryers, electric fans, and electric rice cookers."

"The price is favorable."

The sudden words left Liu Daneng stunned on the spot.

His CPU spun for a long while before he finally understood Lin Yi's words completely.

Those narrowed eyes widened in an instant, and with a face full of worry he asked Lin Yi: "Factory Director, what if the downstream companies come looking for trouble?"

"We sold the goods they ordered; what if they sue us in court?"

"No need to be afraid!" Lin Yi waved his hand dismissively, like swatting a fly.

Arriving beside the electric rice cooker production line, staring at the electric rice cooker assembly line, he said softly:

"The contract stipulates that if Party A, that is, Smailer Company, fails to pay on time, our cooperation is automatically terminated."

"Before, it was my parents begging them for orders, so we always allowed them to push their luck."

"Now this grandpa doesn't want to play along with them anymore."

"You just do as I say."

Lin Yi's words made Liu Daneng very worried, but since he relied on Lin Yi for his livelihood, he naturally could not disobey Lin Yi's orders.

Just as he prepared to turn and leave to convey the orders, before his feet could even step out, Lin Yi's voice came from beside his ear:

"You go in a while."

"Call the workshop's few technical backbone personnel over; I have a blueprint for an electric pressure cooker here."

"Need them to see if it can be made."

Conflicting orders; Liu Daneng froze in place for a while, turned his head and walked into the production line, said a few words to several people, had others cover the production line, then brought those few people out of the production area and came before Lin Yu.

The workshop has a workshop office, and the office also has a computer.

Liu Daneng plugged in the U disk, opened the blueprint, and also opened the corresponding model.

The few people studied the model, the various technical requirements on the blueprint, and the related manufacturing technical difficulties for half a day.

Only then did they raise their heads one by one to look at Lin Yu.

No one spoke; in the end, it was Liu Daneng who stepped forward:

"Factory Director, is this electric pressure cooker a new product of Smailer's?"

"No!" Lin Yu shook his head, and under the puzzled gazes of the crowd, stated his purpose:

"It's ours; I want to build our own product."