Chapter 107: Oil Well Auction
Su Cheng's good impression of the fishing administration ship left Huang Hengfeng baffled.
However, Su Cheng's attitude made him very happy.
Jinan Power Machinery Factory is a sole proprietorship of Su Cheng, in other words, every penny of profit that Jinan Power Machinery Factory makes is taken out of Su Cheng's own pocket, which makes him feel more at ease than if he were to use state funds to make private gains as a leader of a state-owned enterprise.
Huang Hengfeng grasped Su Cheng's hand with his thick and strong arm, shook it twice, and said: "Alright, I will definitely convey your good intentions to the Fujian Provincial Bureau of Fisheries. The benefits you've given us, we'll all leave for the country."
At this time, he no longer regarded Su City as Xiao Pang's master, but truly as the boss of a large enterprise.
So-called "boss", naturally is someone with responsibilities.
Su Cheng burst out laughing and clapped his hands, just as Huang Hengfeng said: "My kid doesn't understand things, he's suspended from work with pay, but since it's in your hands, I'm at ease. This guy, since he was a child, has been a little monkey, climbing trees to steal eggs, catching fish in the river, and almost causing trouble for the Gui River. If he dares to jump around, you just beat him mercilessly..."
The little fatty behind shook and whispered: Dad, you must hate me more!
Su Cheng also smiled and said: "Huang Ping is very serious about his work, our oil well is all managed by him, for such a long time, it can still maintain stable production, which is very good."
He stopped for a moment and then laughed: "He's just a little kid, how can he harm Guijiang?"
"20 tons of industrial dye was directly poured into the Gui River by him, and we all went out to catch fish. What I'm afraid of is that local residents will pick up the fish and eat them, causing illness."
Su Cheng stared blankly, turned his head to look at Xiao Pang and said firmly: "Don't worry, if I find out he has this tendency again, I'll beat him to death."
Xiao Pang was also stunned, staring at his old father and secretly thinking: I'm not your biological child, this is a fight for the house!
Send Huang Hengfeng to the hotel, naturally with Xiao Pang accompanying him. Su Cheng rushed back to Jinan Power Machinery Factory at the fastest speed, and only then did he have the opportunity to carefully ask about the design progress of the 660KW marine main engine.
660KW and 500KW, or 300KW diesel engines belong to the same origin, with relatively small modification difficulty, and production processes do not need to make major adjustments. However, even for smaller changes, in order to reflect on the drawings, it still requires a great deal of effort.
Su Cheng is not worried about not being able to do it, but worried that 3 months' time is not enough.
If time is slowed down, then the previous foreshadowing and good feelings will be gone.
A state-owned enterprise's big BOSS wouldn't continue doing business with someone who doesn't keep their word. From a certain perspective, foreign diesel engines are expensive but of good quality, and increasing the price of ships isn't impossible to sell.
Su Cheng pressed Liu Qiu and Chen Zunian to ask, the two did not speak, the technician below puffed out his chest and raised his head, guaranteeing: "Director Su, don't worry, even if we don't eat or drink, don't sleep or rest, we will definitely get 660 together. If 660 can't be done, there is no rest day."
"No, if we don't make 660, there won't be any rest days. The little devils have taken our market, now we need to take it back."
"And also rush abroad." Su Cheng added a sentence.
"Rush abroad." Everyone said with a smile, but in their hearts, they gradually had an urge to rush out.
The workpiece that was originally placed in the honor room now stands in the center of the research workshop, and everyone can see it when they raise their heads. The simple structure and the marks of 48 processes are inevitably fascinating.
Jing, Qi and Shen are not born with, but cultivated day by day, polished through trials and tribulations.
After a year and a half of painful shutdown, the employees of Jinan Power Machinery Factory have gained a brand new understanding of life, career and future.
"Workers rely on their hands to eat, technicians rely on drawings to eat." Everyone lies on the workbench, when they are tired, they will mutter a sentence.
The work is hard and the painting is tiring, sometimes it makes you want to cry with a sore waist and back. But having no work to do and no paintings to make is truly heartbreaking.
After the deadline was set in March, many technicians simply lived in the factory, working overtime until late at night, and even bringing their meals from home.
Su Cheng's repeated persuasions were ineffective, and he could only instruct the canteen to open a small stove and allow dual-income families to bring food back home for their children to eat. As a result, more employees naturally stayed overnight at the factory.
Such a situation, Su Cheng had heard of it before, that was the driving force of money and position created by private enterprises in later generations, but in Jinan Power Plant, it all relied on the spirit of employees.
Qin Yun accompanied Xiao Pang to Jinan Power Machinery Factory twice, and was also stunned by the workers who kept running. When he saw Su Cheng, his first sentence was: "In your factory, I haven't seen anyone walking normally."
"This is perhaps the external manifestation of Jinan Power Factory's soul." Su Cheng felt a mix of pride and nostalgia.
Qin Yun didn't understand and asked: "The external manifestation of the soul? What is that?"
Su Cheng smiled and didn't say anything.
Acquiring this factory might have cost only 20 million yuan, but Suzhou actually spent nearly 100 million yuan.
He left behind thousands of excellent workers, decades of accumulated materials and machinery familiar to the workers. He also left behind the history of this factory, giving this factory a new history.
This is something that only workers understand.
Whether it is Qin Yun and other financial maidens or Soros and other financial sharks, they only know how to distribute wealth but do not know how to create wealth.
Creation is humanity's sole pride.
Agricultural civilization was created by farmers.
Industrial civilization was created by workers.
Peasants and workers are the foundation of social existence.
Other industries are just icing on the cake.
Prosperity or decline, it's just a small ripple after all.
The 660KW diesel engine drawings are getting better and better every day, and it only took a month to enter the process design stage.
At this rate, a diesel engine that meets Huang Hengfeng's requirements will be ready sooner rather than later.
He drove back to Dongying by himself and had a good sleep in bed.
This is the most sound sleep I've had in a month.
The sky is dark and the earth is dim.
Lightning flashes and thunder rumbles.
The heavens and earth change color because of it!
It's raining.
Early morning.
The courtyard was filled with the fragrance of mud, and the flowers that had been watered were refreshed, like a new bride after marriage, and a bridesmaid before marriage.
The birds chirped with a clear and crisp voice, mocking the early-rising insects without restraint. The windless leaves were like a static ink painting, scrutinizing the busy crowd.
Su Cheng stood in the courtyard, stretched out a big lazy waist, and thought: Finally, I can spend a boring morning.
Just then, a string of heavy footsteps came from afar and drew near.
Xiao Pang suddenly appeared in front of Su Cheng with a loud "bang", as if he had been shot out by a human cannon.
"Today is a rest day..." Su Cheng's voice was full of lazy tone.
Xiao Pang shook his head vigorously and said, "You can't rest now, I just received news that the oil field is preparing to auction off a batch of oil wells."
"Auction? How was I supposed to know?"
Xiao Pang looked at his waist and asked: "Where is your pager?"
Su Cheng immediately returned to the room, took out the pager from the drawer of the bedside table, and there were at least seven or eight calls on it.
"I was preparing to sleep well last night and put my pager on silent mode. Nobody usually pages me anyway." Su Cheng helplessly flipped through the pages, shaking his head: "I have to return a few calls, including Secretary Lin's landline number."
"It's estimated that everyone is talking about this matter. This morning's Standing Committee meeting just finalized it, and a one-time auction of 300 oil wells will be held before the transfer to China Petroleum. After that, no more oil wells will be sold. Director Wei couldn't find you, so he called me."
Su Cheng nodded heavily again and rushed to the small shop at the door to make a phone call.
Xiao Pang panted while running: "You should have installed a phone long ago."
"Turn back and rest." Su Cheng picked up the phone and made four consecutive calls.
It's all about one thing: oil well auctions.
Since the industrial flow of self-injection wells was put into production in Su City, the oil field has strengthened the re-examination of abandoned wells on the one hand and restricted the contracting of low-grade oil wells on the other. In contrast, more and more small bosses want to do oil well business, once pushing up the price of low-grade wells to an unprofitable level.
After several months, Bo Xilai suddenly organized a surprise oil well auction, beyond everyone's expectation. However, although this was the last thing he did during his term, it also conformed to other people's interests, so the auction was quickly settled.
A quantity of 300 mouths is equivalent to over-exploiting the oil wells in the Victory Oil Field for two or three years. If we can't catch up, it's estimated that it will be very difficult to get the oil wells later on.
Wei Kong was in charge of the Third Production Company, so he was still responsible for preparing this auction, busy to the point of being unable to take a break, and quietly told Su Cheng one sentence: "Go raise funds."
Hang up the phone, Su Cheng no longer hesitated and said to Xiao Pang: "You go find He Guoda immediately, let him settle all accounts, try to get cash, I'll call him. Speed is important, once everyone hears the news, it will be impossible to settle the account. After finishing here, come back to see me."
Xiao Pang didn't say a word and turned around to run away.
The gushing well produces a huge amount of oil, with tens of millions of yuan to be settled every week. The oil extraction plant occasionally adopts the method of hanging accounts. The smaller the oil well boss is, the more they are owed. They usually don't owe money, but if everyone rushes to settle their accounts at once, it will definitely cause a run on them and they won't have enough money.
Su Cheng returned home to fetch various materials, carefully checked them, and then hastily rushed to the bank. He wanted to withdraw as much cash as possible, and for the remaining money, he also wanted to open a cashier's check.
The auction will be held at 2 pm, the time is so tight, just to prevent the oil bosses from raising funds. As a result, the price of the oil well naturally drops.
By doing so, someone under Bo Xilai could get a better oil well at a lower price without violating the law or discipline.
Su Cheng didn't want to bother with these trivial matters, and he received the news at a time that wasn't too late, enough to prepare funds.
This is also why he has a smooth cash flow, and only needs to go to the bank to handle the procedures. Those bosses who have their money tied up elsewhere, even if they receive the news in the morning, will not be able to withdraw their money in time within half a day.
