Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Chapter 1115: Power line

Guan Zhiyong did some psychological construction, but he was still palpitating when he heard Yang Rui's request. network

The needle factory itself is indeed a small factory that cannot be smaller. The injection needles they produce can be produced in many places and are of little value. However, Pingjiang Nonferrous Metals Company is not a small company that anyone can knead. Asking them to move the subsidiary company that has just started production is nothing more than a slap in the face for Pingjiang Nonferrous Metals Company.

Guan Zhiyong can guess the fierce reaction of Pingjiang Nonferrous Metals Company without even thinking about it. As an established mining company that can earn foreign exchange through exports and earning foreign exchange for many years, Pingjiang Nonferrous Metals Company has a solid relationship in granting, but it is unreasonable to account for three points. character of.

Moreover, Pingjiang Nonferrous Metals Company is also very good at fighting the "Prime Lawsuit". They open mines across the province and inevitably have conflicts with local governments or other state-owned enterprises, polluting water sources, damaging pastures, occupying farmland, etc., whether it is or not. Necessary for mining, Pingjiang Nonferrous Metals Company is always the winner of the final verdict.

They also need to be the victors of the final verdict. Otherwise, the rush of compensation and hundreds of troubled farmers would have already overwhelmed Pingjiang Nonferrous Metals Company.

However, Yang Rui's request cannot be said to be unreasonable.

It is not possible to build a polluting enterprise next to the pharmaceutical factory, let alone a coal-burning boiler. This is clearly written in the factory building requirements, and Guan Zhiyong has read it.

However, Pingjiang Nonferrous Metals Company has never regarded it as the same thing.

In the eyes of the executives of Pingjiang Nonferrous Metals Company, a mining company, a little bit of pollution is nothing. Maybe, subconsciously, they want to hide in the Huarui Pharmaceutical Factory-pollution or something, if you say it is related, it is related. Up? I also said it doesn't matter.

Just thinking of this, Guan Zhiyong's head was about to explode.

However, Guan Zhiyong, who just said "pour tea, sweat and run errands", could not say anything to refuse, so he could only sigh in his heart: My old leg seems to be broken.

Lin Hongbin watched as Guan Zhiyong's face changed from red to white, from white to red, and he felt the sadness of the rabbit and the fox.

The work that Guan Zhiyong got was so heavy, and what a heavy renovation task Pingjiang Construction Corporation would undertake, Lin Hongbin felt daunted to think about it.

However, since Shu has made the decision, Lin Hongbin is not allowed to object. Pingjiang Construction Corporation is just one of the ordinary members of the enterprise, not to mention the big players like Pingjiang Nonferrous Metals Corporation, it is like the wool textile factory. The unit ratio does not necessarily win much.

"Manager Lin" Yang Rui turned his eyes around after all.

Lin Hongbin bit his scalp and said, "Mr. Yang, we can do all of the pipes, the ventilation ducts, and the independent space. However, the power supply system is really not what we can do."

"Don't worry about making rectifications now." Yang Rui's answer was somewhat unexpected to Lin Hongbin.

"what do you mean?"

"You should first publish a manual to see where the currently built part does not meet the gmp specification. In a few days, I will go through it again and confirm the requirements of the specification. It will not be too late to rebuild."

Lin Hongbin's face was bitter and juicy, it was because he was going to cut his own knife.

He said wingedly: "Mr. Yang, we really don't know much about the gmp standard. I don't even understand the English materials."

"Then invite people to watch." Yang Rui calmly said: "You must understand before the construction can proceed. The solution is always more difficult than the difficulty, isn't it?"

"It's really difficult." Lin Hongbin's voice was heavy, and his talent was boiling, and he couldn't help cooling down a lot, and said: "Mr. Yang, it's really not that I want to pull the hind legs. You said that we must follow the foreigner's specifications. We really can't do it. The domestic conditions are not suitable for this."

Yang Rui smiled.

The passion burning years are the blood-colored flowers poured out by the blood, and the paleness without blood loss, how can the prosperity of blood samples come from? Without breaking through the hardships of difficult times, how can there be laughter when celebrating achievements?

Yang Rui turned around and said solemnly: "Manager Lin, as far as domestic conditions are concerned, it is very difficult for any company to be a gmp-compliant factory, but this is a hurdle. You have passed it. , Looking back, it’s not that difficult."

Lin Hongbin still had a bitter face and didn't say a word.

"Manager Lin, what do you think about this? You name the most difficult problem, and I will finish it with you." Yang Rui's confidence is somewhat blind. In this world, there are many engineering problems that cannot be completed. However, Yang Rui Familiar with pharmaceutical factories, GMP-compliant pharmaceutical factories, it is difficult for China in 1986, but since China in the late 1990s can build thousands of GMP-compliant pharmaceutical factories, it is a problem that can be solved by manpower. .

Yang Rui stepped on the land in Xixiang Kai District. There were people behind him, roots underground, and money in his pocket. If this didn't make a task, he really didn't have the face to ask Mr. Ping Jiang Jian to do this and that.

Lin Hongbin raised his head, quite surprised.

In his opinion, Yang Rui doesn't have to be like this.

Guan Zhiyong has already conveyed Shu's opinion. Now that Shu has made up his mind to become a gmp-compliant pharmaceutical factory, then Pingjiang Jianzong will be difficult again, it is nothing more than conditions.

Extending the construction period, providing resources, reducing tasks, etc. can all be discussed.

In the end, no matter what Mr. Ping Jiangjian talks about, as a state-owned enterprise, they still have to complete the task.

The so-called have no difficulty, you must go up, if you have difficulty, you must go up. If Shu presses your head to give orders, even if you don't need your head, the person who wants the head under your hand will still have to complete the task.

Yang Rui took the pressure on himself.

Of course, if Yang Rui did solve the difficult task mentioned by Lin Hongbin, the pressure transferred would increase even more. It is estimated that Ping Jiang Jianzong would have to do things obediently without the order of the day.

From the bottom of his heart, Lin Hongbin was a little uneasy, but he was still willing to take a gamble.

"The most difficult problem is to provide one more power supply line." Lin Hongbin said earnestly: "The current electricity consumption in Xixiang Kai District is drawn from the Nanhu City Power Plant. If it is only to increase the load, I estimate that Nanhu City The power plant can do it, but if you want to pull another line, it is very difficult."

"Where is the difficulty?"

"Crossing the mountains." Lin Hongbin frowned and said: "Along the way, you have to pass through seven or eight townships. The mountains overlap. There are no roads in most places. In some places, even the telephone poles have to be moved up. Think about it. For wires that are a few meters long, people need to carry telegraph poles and climb mountain roads of kilometers or even thousands of meters. What if there are no mountain roads? Xixiang Development Area can have current power supply lines~lightnovelpub.net~ Already It was repaired in the past year."

The worse the environment of the power supply line, the stronger Yang Rui's idea of ​​building another transmission line.

No matter how difficult or expensive it is to build a transmission line, it is better than a large amount of liquid medicine rotted in a factory due to a sudden power failure.

Yang Rui thought for a while, and said, "We could build one before, but let's build another one. What's the problem?"

"Before, the power supply bureau organized manpower and repaired it. Our construction company will not build this."

"Then invite someone from the power supply bureau."

"Then how can I get it."

"Of course you can get the money."

Lin Hongbin was silent for a few seconds, and said: "Even so, we can't organize manpower in a short time."

"How many people do you want?" Comrade Yang Shan interjected, knowing when he came to the front.

Lin Hongbin thought for a while, and said: "The Power Supply Bureau used to organize a large construction team of more than 60 people. Counting the temporary recruitment of people in various villages, it is more than 1,000."

"Give me the list of the villages along the road, and I will find someone for you." Yang Shan said, suddenly shouted back: "Embroidery, embroidery"

Secretary Yang Feng, who was heading for five, came over in a bear step: "Dad."

"You give him the name list. You can find thousands of people in the nearby towns of Qili and Baxiang. You can find tens of thousands of people." Yang Shan groaned to his son.

Yang Feng smiled at Lin Hongbin embarrassedly.

Lin Hongbin also smiled and said, "Secretary Yang, although I don’t know how to build power transmission lines, but when looking at the power supply bureau’s hiring, they are all looking for young adults, not young adults. It’s not easy to climb the mountain with heavy objects. Injuries are more troublesome. In this way, at least, one or two thousand people must be prepared for work."

"It's okay, we also organized tens of thousands of people in the ditch repair. At the most, there were 50,000 people." Comrade Yang Feng was quite disdainful of the number of one to two thousand people.

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