"Comrades, I am Fan Zhengyang. I already know about the cannery! I can use my own black hat to guarantee that the cannery will never go bankrupt. Your salary can be paid soon, and the government will not leave you alone. Yes. Now, you can go back first and wipe all the machines clean before the cannery restarts. In the future, workers’ lives will get better and better..."

　　Fan Zhengyang came forward in person, and as soon as he expressed his position, he quickly persuaded the workers gathered at the door of the municipal party committee.

　　 "Yang Yang," Fan Zhengyang said with a smile, "I want to introduce you soon."

Song Weiyang said: "This is Mr. Zheng Yuhong, the third son of the Zheng family in Hong Kong. The Zheng family runs hotels, shipping, food, real estate and other industries. Mr. Zheng is mainly responsible for food. Mr. Zheng, this is us. Secretary Fan Zhengyang of Rongping City."

　　 Fan Zhengyang immediately stepped forward and shook hands enthusiastically: "Oh, rare guests and rare guests, welcome Mr. Zheng from afar."

　　 Zheng Xuehong smiled and said, "Roar in, Shit Su Ji."

　　 Fan Zhengyang admired: "Mr. Zheng speaks Mandarin really well!"

　　 "I'm yelling and roaring, but if I want to compliment me." Zheng Xuehong laughed.

　　 "Mr. Zheng is too humble," Fan Zhengyang asked Chen Tao again, "Is this lady?"

　　 Song Weiyang quickly said: "This is Mr. Zheng's secretary, Ms. Chen Mengxi."

　　 "Hello, Miss Chen."

　　 "Hello, Secretary Fan."

　　 "Boss Zheng, Miss Chen, let's go talk inside."

　　 Municipal Party Committee, dedicated reception room.

　　Fan Zhengyang personally made red tea for Zheng Xue, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zheng, please have a taste, the authentic Anxi Tieguanyin, I brought it back from my last visit to Hu Jian."

　　 Zheng Xuehong pretended to be a light product, so hot that he wanted to spit out his tongue, and said with a thumbs up: "Houjin!"

　　Fan Zhengyang said: "In fact, our Rongping City also produces tea, which is called'Qingshan Yunwu', which is very famous in the whole province."

　　 Zheng Xuehong said: "Then I am broad and hidden."

Fan Zhengyang sighed and said, "Well, these days, the smell of wine is also afraid of the deep alleys. Our Rongping tea and yellow peaches have a history of hundreds of thousands of years, and they cannot be sold at all. People like Tieguanyin, Longjing, and Dahong. Robe, I like foreign fruits, but I don’t like local specialties."

　　 "Sustains are the same, and the advertisement book is wide." Zheng Xuehong said.

　　Fan Zhengyang said: "Now that we have Mr. Zheng's investment, our products in Rongping City will not have to worry about the market. Thank you Mr. Zheng for your help."

　　 Zheng Xuehong smiled and said, "Squeeze fortune!"

　　 Upon hearing that Zheng Xuehong had no objection, Fan Zhengyang immediately said: "In fact, our tea factory in Rongping City is also worth investing in. Should I take Mr. Zheng to inspect it someday?"

　　 Zheng Xuehong waved his hand and said: "I am a person. I will do four diamonds and one, and I will talk about the purchase of canned food and Tibetan drops."

　　 "Yes, yes, just talk about the cannery." Fan Zhengyang said quickly.

　　 Guo Xiaolan suddenly interjected: "The cannery is a private enterprise, so let us talk to Boss Zheng."

　　 Actually, Guo Xiaolan wanted to figure out the situation first, and then decide what to do.

　　Fan Zhengyang thought that Guo Xiaolan wanted to bypass the government, and said anxiously: "Although the cannery is a private enterprise, the workers are state-owned enterprise workers, and the government should take care of the whole process."

　　 Song Weiyang smiled and said: "Mom, this business involves Hong Kong capital, and the city government should be concerned."

　　 "Yes, Yang Yang is very reasonable." Fan Zhengyang smiled.

　　 "Well," Song Weiyang's tone changed, "After all, the cannery is still a private enterprise, and the government is responsible for solving problems. The specific content of cooperation has to be discussed by ourselves."

　　 Zheng Xuehong immediately said: "Private Senyi, the mother of the gift will wipe the old man."

　　 What Yuepu said, the more you listen to it, the more awkward it becomes. Fortunately, Fan Zhengyang has never been in contact with a real Cantonese.

The more awkward and funny, Fan Zhengyang became more convinced. He endured a smile and said: “Our Rongping leadership team is still very open and will not interfere too much. Of course, Mr. Zheng can also understand while investing in the cannery. Take a look at our tea factory. In the previous joint venture factory, we allowed foreign capital to hold up to 49% of the shares, but as long as Mr. Zheng is willing to invest, we can purchase the tea factory in full!"

　　 From this we can see to what extent the tea factory is losing money.

　　 "I can talk about it." Zheng Xuehong began to perfuse.

　　 There was another rush, and it was almost time for dinner. Fan Zhengyang suddenly said, "Boss Zheng, I have asked someone to specially prepare a banquet. The authentic Cantonese cuisine must meet your taste."

　　 "Shit, press and slap again, and talk about the feelings tightly." Zheng Xuehong refused.

　　 Song Weiyang leaned into Fan Zhengyang’s ear and whispered: “Uncle Fan, let’s talk about the cannery first. Don’t worry, as long as the crisis of the cannery can be resolved, I will help you persuade Hong Kong companies to invest in the tea factory.”

　　 Fan Zhengyang smiled and said, "Then please take care of you!"

　　 "Which one of us and whom come out of the same village. Uncle Fan's business is our Song family's business, don't worry!" Song Weiyang blinked and smiled.

　　 Everyone left the city committee immediately, and Fan Zhengyang personally sent them downstairs.

　　 Zheng Xuehong and Chen Tao are in the same car, riding in the Duke.

　　 Guo Xiaolan, Song Weiyang and Song Qizhi are in a car in Santana.

Just as Brother Song drove the car on the road, the smile on Guo Xiaolan's face suddenly disappeared, and she said in a deep voice, "Yangyang, what have you done for more than a month, honestly explain it to me! Don't try to lie to me, I am Your mother!"

　　 "Hey, it's okay, I just went to the Special Economic Zone and cheated some money." Song Weiyang had no reservations, and explained what happened clearly.

　　 Listening and listening, Song Qizhi slammed on the brakes and turned his head and said, "You cheated more than 1 million yuan in more than a month, did you cheat that Duke?"

　　 "It's not called cheating, it's mutual benefit." Song Weiyang said.

　　 Guo Xiaolan couldn't laugh or cry. She didn't know whether to be proud of her son or to beat him up. But more worried, fearing that her son would have an accident, she sternly said: "The money in the stock market is also mutually beneficial?"

Song Weiyang shook his head and said, "How many ordinary families are able to trade in stocks these years? I'm not talking nonsense. The exchanges are full of gamblers, not serious stockholders. They don't understand anything, so they dare to dive into the stock market. What's the difference between throwing money and waiting for the dice to be opened by a gambler? Only when they hit their heads and bloodshed, they knew to stop."

　　 "You still have reason," Guo Xiaolan said out of temper, "that Boss Zheng and Miss Chen also followed you to commit fraud?"

　　 Song Weiyang nodded and said: "Well, partner, I met on the train, now I am their leader."

　　 Guo Xiaolan was speechless, she thought of her husband again.

　　 That **** educated youth, looks weak, and became the leader of all educated youths in half a month. He also made the young people in the village confused, stupidly following him, and even willing to steal his own chicken for him to eat.

　　 At the beginning, the province issued a document to implement a joint production contract responsibility system throughout the province, and the entire commune was scrambled because of the unclear wind direction. Why did Fan Zhengyang dare to respond to the policy with his head raised? It was fooled by Song Shumin! This guy also pretended to be a reporter from the city newspaper, wrote a reform article and sent it to the province, which immediately attracted the attention of the provincial leaders and established Fan Zhengyang as a model of the grassroots level of joint production contracting.

　　Fan Zhengyang was able to keep pace, and it was Song Shumin who pushed it up.

　　 The Song family’s winery was able to grow bigger thanks to Fan Zhengyang’s help. Even though Fan Zhengyang seemed cold-blooded and ruthless, he actually contributed a lot in secret, otherwise Song Shumin would be more than simply sentenced to eight and a half years. Fan Zhengyang was also helpless about the cannery. He had a lot of conflicts with the new mayor who arrived last year, and he couldn't get caught because of the workers' troubles.

　　 Seventeen-year-old Song Weiyang is a vivid version of the seventeen-year-old Song Shumin.

　　 Guo Xiaolan thought to herself: My son used to behave well, maybe because there was no accident, but now that something happened at home, he stood up just like his dad.

　　 "How do you want to cheat in the city?" Guo Xiaolan asked directly.

Song Weiyang said: "I sent home 100,000 yuan, bought a car for more than 600,000 yuan, and I still have more than 300,000 yuan in my hand. Lao Zheng and Chen Tao added up to about 800,000 yuan, and they also sent to their hometown and didn't take it. This little money is It’s definitely not enough. It’s going to be done by cheating someday, so the top priority is to get the cannery out of trouble and sell our products."

"You can't sell it," Song Qizhi said. "This is different from the beverage factories you lied to. The beverage market has been very prosperous, but the competition is fierce. If you get fake prizes for advertising, you can immediately attract people to buy. But the canned food market is different. The overall sales are sluggish. The people no longer want to buy canned food. Even if the President of the United States personally handed out trophies, they would still not buy it because there is no demand. In the remote rural H county, there are still some sales. If you get the gold medal, it is better to say that our canned food can cure all diseases and go the way of health care products."

　　 None of the Songs are fools. Brother Song's thinking is clear, but he is not as flexible as Song Weiyang.

　　 "Then why don't you sell canned food as health products?" Song Weiyang asked.

　　 Song Qizhi said: "When you think I don't want to, who is the problem? If I make health care products, I just fill the canned bottle with water, so the credibility is higher."

Song Weiyang went back to the topic: "The so-called gold award is not used to fool consumers, but to enhance the confidence of creditors and workers, and to make Lao Zheng's origins more credible, otherwise a Hong Kong businessman would invest in canned food in a good manner. factory?"

　　 "Then how are you going to open up the market?" Guo Xiaolan asked.

　　 Song Weiyang said: "There are two points. First, remove inventory, sell at a reduced price, and withdraw some funds."

　　 Song Qizhi said: "I'm already doing it, and the joint dealer will sell it for half the price. Although I sell some, it still doesn't work."

　　 “You have to have a strategy for lowering prices,” Song Weiyang said. “You can buy one get one free, or you can engage in prize-winning sales, so the effect is definitely better.”

　　 "Maybe," Song Qizhi said.

　　 Song Weiyang continued: "Secondly, new varieties will be produced and canned foods are sold as handicrafts and daily necessities."

　　 "I didn't understand." Song Qizhi said.

　　 "You will know soon." Song Weiyang said.

　　 "How should I cooperate with you?" Guo Xiaolan asked directly.

　　 Guo Xiaolan understands this set too well. He has performed many times with Lao Song before, and it can be turned into a drama at any critical moment. Moreover, her external image is an honest person, who tells a lie and deceives the truth.