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After a while, Director Wu smiled like a bud, came to Sucheng and whispered: "The 'AC variable frequency electric drive drill rig' at the bottom of the box of the Jinshi General Factory belongs to us."

This thing has only been a few years since it won the National Technology Achievement Award, and its economic value and development cost are very high. If it is placed abroad, it is enough to buy three double donkey-headed oil pumps. Unfortunately, this is in China, and Du Lijun cannot be in charge of money or on the credit card to benefit.

Weak exchanges are so unfair.

Thinking of Director Du’s depressed mood, Su Cheng smiled and asked, “Is there any more?”

"Isn't this satisfying? You are really similar to Lao Gan. Hey, in the future, their Jinshi General Factory will be the accessories factory of our Shengli Oilfield Petroleum Machinery Factory. We produce the finished products of the double donkey-head oil harvester. They produce supporting parts. The finished products will be allocated 30% for them to sell and support them. They are not allowed to sell them alone, hehe." Wu Hong couldn't help laughing.

Sucheng tsks a sound. In this way, it means that Shengli Oilfield has stuck the neck of Jinshi General Factory. Director Du has to bow his head to ask for help countless times with the annual receivables. In this year, there are too many cows that make finished products compared to parts.

If it weren't for the mother-in-law of the Ministry of Petroleum, Director Du would probably rather lose his life than agree to this condition.

Xiaopang said enviously: "Master, you are doing this job too exciting. Unlike the ministries, it is lifeless and boring."

"If you really want to go to the grassroots level, you won't want to." Su Cheng waved his hand with a smile.

"Don't say anything, maybe one day I'll go into the sea." Xiaopang raised his chin.

"Oh? If you really go into the sea, you can come to Shengli Oilfield to try the waters." Su Cheng said casually.

The little fat man's eyes were lit up. This was the first time he was not persuaded to think twice.

He lowered his head and thought, "What should I do if I go to Shengli Oilfield?"

"Of course, it is to do oil-related businesses. When traveling and drilling wells, the most profitable thing is to contract waste oil fields." Su Cheng said that the most profitable businesses that private individuals can do in this era.

Xiaopang has a low education, and with his family connections, he can now persist in the ministries and committees. However, the central government has hidden the dragon and slim down on his qualifications and is not as beautiful as he is in business.

As a child of a cadre, Xiaopang knew his limits. After hearing what Su Cheng said seriously, he couldn't help asking: "I know what happened when digging wells and contracting waste oil fields?"

"You form an engineering team to dig wells, go to the oil field to take care of work, drill wells, and earn as much money. If you can buy equipment yourself, the profit is very good, but it's harder." Su Cheng shrugged and then said: "Contracting waste oil fields is the characteristic of Shengli Oilfield. You know, the oil fields there are very scattered, one piece in the east and one piece in the west. After decades of mining, some old oil fields have a daily output of less than 2 tons, which is considered a waste oilfield. It is not cost-effective to mine Shengli Oilfield by itself, so they contract it to private owners. There are many tricks here, and the contract prices are different, so the profit is naturally different. Of course, the most profitable thing is that the waste oilfield becomes a fat oilfield, which is almost the same as winning the prize."

"How can it become a fat oil field?" Xiaopang drooled in his mouth.

Su Cheng smiled and shook his head, saying, "This is a test of vision. If you don't understand, you will still make the difference in order."

The little fat man's eyes were very poisonous, and he immediately asked, "Master, do you understand?"

Su Cheng laughed and said nothing. He actually didn't understand, but he remembered a little bit. In fact, since the oil is underground, no one can see it. The so-called waste oil field can only be judged based on the output. Heavy oil, partitions, etc. may cause wrong judgments... Various stories of getting rich overnight are staged almost every month with the expansion of the contract for waste oil field.

In the eyes of Xiaopang, his master even knows computers, what is a mere waste oil field?

However, this was not a trivial matter. He thought about it but did not speak immediately.

The next day, the commendation meeting for the "New Long March Assaulter".

Su Cheng cleaned up and just came out of the room, he saw Xiaopang carrying a package, smiling without any smiles, playing with his charming squinting eyes, and said silly: "Master, I will be yours in the future."

"Go ahead." Su Cheng waved him away.

Xiaopang hurriedly caught up and said, "Master, I have decided that I will go into the sea to contract the waste oil field. I will prepare 12,000 yuan, and I will lose all of it. If I make a profit, you will have 60% and I will have 40%."

"Have you discussed it with your family?" Su Cheng stopped. The 12,000 yuan in 1987 was equivalent to Xiaopang's salary for 10 years. No matter where the money came from, this determination is great.

Xiaopang said indifferently: "I told them to stop paying and stay in business and go to Shandong. They agreed."

Su Cheng nodded slightly and said, "Contracting a waste oil field is not a simple business. It's not enough to have money alone, but it has to do something. You can tell your family about it and come to me again."

downstairs.

Wu Hong had been anxious. When he saw Su Cheng, he hurriedly checked his outfit and said, "After a while, the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League will send a car to pick us up. The first stop is the Great Hall of the People and participate in the commendation meeting. After lunch, the main leaders of more than 20 ministries and commissions under the State Council invited hundreds of representatives of the new Long March assaulters of the country to hold counterpart discussions, and we must pay attention to discipline."

Wang Yun trembled all over excitedly and said with a barely smile: "It's really the Great Hall of the People."

Su Cheng suddenly couldn't help laughing. He had visited the Great Hall of the People many times.

Not long after, a Soviet Volga from the 1960s arrived, which was in Beijing, so that it could easily encounter such classical products. Even from the perspective of 1987, this old guy who had traveled 200,000 kilometers was still ragged enough.

Wu Hong accompanied him outside the Great Hall of the People, got off the car consciously, and handed Su Cheng an invitation, saying, "This is your task tomorrow, and I just received it."

Su Cheng took it with a "oh" sound, and while following the flow, he read the yellow paper with only one side:

The National New Long March Assaulter (Team) report meeting invited Comrade (Su Cheng) to give a report in the auditorium of Guoyi Hotel. Contents: 1. Technology development in the capitalist world; 2. Technology development in socialism; 3. Technology development and reform in our country. Please attend at that time.

The end is time and place: Guoyi Hotel was originally named the State Council Yizhao (No. 1 Wenxing East Street, Xizhimen Wai).

Only when Su Cheng saw this piece of paper did he feel similar to Wang Yun. The State Council’s No. 1 Guesthouse is the interesting place.

However, it is not that interesting to report.

Wang Yun suddenly pulled Su Cheng hard and said hoarsely: "Look for a seat."

His appearance was serious and tight.

Su Cheng had to put away the paper, follow his name, and sit in a corner of the hall. Someone came to chat with him immediately, and soon came to see him with Wang Yun. It turned out that those sitting in front of him were from the oil and coal systems in various places.

This is also a feature of the new Long March assault activities in the mid-to-late 1980s. The scope of the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League and local Youth League committees at all levels focused on the construction industry, oil and coal systems, industrial and transportation systems, and youth greening projects in rural areas. Unsurprisingly, young people in these systems were more likely to receive this honor.

It was not until the commendation meeting that the assaulters sat back in their seats with unfulfilled satisfaction.

A row of leaders began to speak on the rostrum.

Su Cheng was drowsy.

I don’t know how long it took, Su Cheng was suddenly awakened by Wang Yun. The latter whispered: “It’s almost time for you to be commended. There is a big leader on the stage today, so be careful.”

Su Cheng looked up and saw that he was still 108,000 miles away from him.

After waiting for another five or six minutes, he followed the oil field delegation to the rostrum. Because of the large number of people, the leaders were awarding awards collectively. Even so, Wang Yun and others were very excited.

Su Cheng walked all the way through the rostrum in order. As soon as he took the certificate from an ordinary leader, the leader of the rostrum came over.

The old man smiled and patted Su Cheng on the shoulder, saying: Not bad! Be motivated! Keep working hard.

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Chapter completed!