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"Have you figured it out?" Lao Li, the factory manager of the West Fort Meat Joint Factory, stood in the break room of the workshop and kept urging the quality inspectors of the WestJet factory. Internet please search () to see the most complete! The fastest updated novel

The director of Lao Li is the director of the main factory of Xibao Meat Joint Factory, which is different from the director of the canned food branch where Yang Rui's uncle Duan Hua works. As far as the place is concerned, it is equivalent to the level of Nanhu City's prefectural committee secretary. It falls in Xibao Town, and it is the Supreme Emperor's Supreme Emperor.

Therefore, Lao Li is old and doesn't even take care of things. His prestige in the West Fort Meat Factory remains undiminished. , still low-browed and pleasing to the eye, frightened.

At this time, the quality inspector of the WestJet factory felt that the days were like a year, and I don’t know how many times he answered Lao Li’s question in a low voice: “It’s about to be calculated, because it’s relatively trivial, and they’re a bit slow in calculating... Otherwise , I will remind you again."

"Go and come back quickly." Lao Li chased away the quality inspector like a fly, and shouted: "Call someone in charge to come over."

Ning Min trotted over and said in a low voice, "Director Li."

"What's the matter? Why can't you calculate something that Gao Xiaosheng can calculate by adding and subtracting hundreds of grams of each other?" Lao Li's voice was as stiff as a tree branch hanging on the ground.

Ning Min said in embarrassment: "We are worried about making a mistake. In addition, the input of raw materials and intermediate processes must be calculated from the beginning, which is more complicated."

"Tell me what is the output first?" Lao Li is extremely concerned about this issue. The reason why he didn't care about the WestJet factory before is that the WestJet factory is essentially the common asset of Zeneca, TCM Foreign Trade and Hong Kong Huarui. The proportion of factories is not only small, but also the nature of labor export. Now it is different, the three companies have discussed, and the coenzyme Q10 produced will be handed over to the foreign trade of China Medicine for sale, and the money will be paid directly according to the share, and Lao Li becomes nervous.

This is my own money.

Moreover, this time, the West Fort Meat Factory also took a lot of the share. Hong Kong Huarui Company took 50%, and the West Fort Meat Factory and TCM Foreign Trade shared the remaining 25% equally.

25% share is quite a lot in terms of the profit of coenzyme Q10, and it is a share in dollars.

Of course, Hong Kong Huarui Company also needs to spend part of its own 50% to establish relationships. Lao Li Yuelue guessed that in the foreign trade of traditional Chinese medicine, someone should have taken the money, but he doesn't care who takes it. Well, Lao Li didn't dare to take it himself, but the US dollars entered the accounts of the West Fort Meat Joint Factory, so it was justified for him to set aside a little extra treasury.

Lao Li knows,

The daily output of the WestJet factory is at least two kilograms—this is the most conservative estimate. Based on the international price of coenzyme Q10, which is $20 per gram, two kilograms is worth $40,000.

In fact, due to the large crystals of coenzyme Q10 produced by the WestJet factory, its price was once as high as more than 30 US dollars. It was not until the price war with Japanese manufacturers broke out that it fell back to 20 US dollars.

Lao Li believes that even if they sell coenzyme Q10 through a middleman, the price should be more than 40,000 US dollars, and the profit should be more than 30,000 US dollars. If the West Fort Meat Factory takes 25%, it can get 7,500 US dollars.

$7,500 a day, $75,000 in 10 days, $225,000 a month!

The West Fort Meat Factory worked desperately to butcher pigs and sell them to Eastern Europe. The foreign exchange earned in a year was only one or two million U.S. dollars!

Moreover, this is the premise that Lao Li believes that there is no management of Zeneca.

You know, when Hong Kong manager Guan Shen was there, the WestJet factory often maintained a daily output of four to five kilograms of coenzyme Q10, which was more than double what Lao Li estimated.

In other words, the West Fort Meat Factory can get 500,000 US dollars for one month of hard work.

Lao Li was already so agitated that he didn't know how to spend so much money.

Of course, the premise of everything is that the WestJet factory can operate normally, and it is best to produce more.

Ning Min didn't feel the same enthusiasm, he just felt the pressure was huge, he habitually looked at the list in his hand, and said: "Yesterday's production was 2,532 grams, of which 1,230 grams were special grades. ..."

"Two and a half kilograms, only five catties?" Lao Li's sense of expectation was too high, the gap was a bit big, and his tone became harder: "Such a quantity, you have checked it for a long time?"

2.5 kg was almost the bottom line he expected, so there was really nothing to say.

Ning Min felt the huge disappointment, and Ai Qiqi said: "2532 grams is actually a lot, because today we have to modify the process flow, and the work has been stopped for several hours. In addition, in order not to waste raw materials, we are not running at full capacity."

"Oh? Can the production capacity be increased?" Lao Li immediately grasped the key.

Ning Min nodded and said "Yes".

"How much more can it be improved?"

"This... I can't say it."

"In this way, it's good that it can be improved. You can give me a rough figure, can it increase by a few hundred grams, or a few kilograms?"

How could Ning Min dare to answer such a question, he just shook his head and said he couldn't judge.

"Unhappy!" Lao Li no longer pressed the question, turned around, and said to the humanity of his technical department: "You guys, go and understand the situation and see what's going on now."

Ning Min used to be in the technical department of Xibao Meat Factory, but he was a newcomer, so he was naturally pulled away by a few old comrades in the technical department, and he was forced to ask questions at a certain corner.

In the workshop, the morale of the workers gradually improved.

The machine turns, the equipment runs, the production is stable, and the output increases. These are the most important elements of factory life.

And Yang Rui, still like a chef, came over to sprinkle some ingredients every time there was a batch of production.

In the absence of accurate calculations, ordinary workers can't tell how much the output has increased, but they can actually see the increase in output with the naked eye.

At the end of the second day, the quality inspector put all the crystals together and weighed them on the scale.

This time, a large group of people, including the Xibao Meat Factory, were watching from behind.

"3625 grams." The quality inspector read out the final number.

The workers cheered, and Lao Li asked: "How much load is this? Is it full load?"

Ning Min suppressed his excitement and shook his head, "No, it's half-loaded now!"

"Half load is 3625 grams, isn't the full load 7 kilograms?" Lao Li's advanced elementary school mathematics played a great role.

Ning Min took a deep breath and nodded, "It's possible."

"How much efficiency has Yang Rui's catalyst improved?" Lao Li asked in a low voice.

"I can't say the exact number yet." Ning Min glanced at Yang Rui who was still cheering, thought for a while and said, "There must be 10%, maybe 15%!"

"Just a bag of white powder?"

"Yes."

"What's inside, do you know?"

"I don't know, he said it was Hong Kong Huarui's technology." Ning Min replied softly.

"It's quite mysterious." Lao Li turned around and said, "This technology is worth millions."

As soon as this remark came out, the group of people fell into inexplicable thinking.

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