Chapter 71 must be done according to our opinion.
Chapter 71 must be done according to our opinion.
Zhao Yuan's mood instantly improved when he heard that arrangements had been made for the provincial television reporter and photographer.
"Director Qi, my views may differ from yours. Would you be willing to listen?"
Zhao Yuan said.
"Comrade Zhaoyuan, please speak. I am all ears."
Factory Director Qi deftly moved a chair over and placed it steadily directly opposite Zhao Yuan, then plopped down in it. Immediately afterwards, he picked up a steaming cup of tea, took a sip, and put the cup down.
"In my opinion, there are probably significant problems with this production line! Judging from the instruction manual alone, this line was already obsolete in the US. Therefore, I plan to personally inspect all the machinery and equipment tomorrow. In the meantime, I hope Director Qi can arrange a professional photographer to accompany me and document my work."
At this point, Zhao Yuan paused slightly, picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and then turned his gaze to Director Qi sitting opposite him.
Upon hearing this, Factory Director Qi was taken aback and asked in return with a look of suspicion:
Is there a problem with the production line?
"I wonder if Director Qi has heard about what happened at the Bincheng Chemical Plant?"
Zhao Yuan continued to press for answers.
"Oh, I've heard about that. Apparently, they spent over 400 million yuan importing that production line, only to have it break down after a short time. And each time they call in American experts for repairs, they have to pay over 20,000 yuan. I know all this."
As he spoke, Factory Director Qi Yong picked up his teacup and took another big gulp.
At this moment, a barely concealed sense of panic was clearly rising deep within him.
If what Zhao Yuan said is true, then this is truly a devastating loss! Not only will he be unable to keep his position as factory manager, but the future development of the entire factory will also be severely affected.
"Comrade Zhaoyuan, do you have any suggestions?"
Qi Yong asked.
"In my opinion, your factory should not place too high expectations on those so-called experts from the United States. These guys have certainly taken advantage of other places, but no factory has ever really benefited from them. So, we should treat these American experts the same way we would our own experts tomorrow. There is absolutely no need to give them any special treatment."
Zhao Yuan said with a serious expression.
Upon hearing this, Factory Director Qi frowned slightly and pressed for an answer:
"Oh? So how do you plan to deal with this?"
Zhao Yuan confidently replied:
"If Director Qi trusts me, you can leave the arrangements for receiving the experts tomorrow to me. Just follow my instructions, and I will take care of everything."
Factory Director Qi Yong nodded and continued, "Alright, then our leadership team needs to discuss this matter further. Also, I'll call Director Song and request that two professional photographers be sent over to help. One of them will accompany you throughout the process to record relevant information."
"Alright, remember to let me know once you've made your final decision."
After saying goodbye to Qi Yong, Zhao Yuan turned and returned to the conference room.
Qi Yong immediately got up and went to the telephone room, where he dialed the number for the provincial party secretary's office. Secretary Bai Bin answered the phone.
Qi Yong reported his entire conversation with Zhao Yuan to Secretary Bai Bin.
Bai Bin hesitated for a moment on the phone before saying:
"I'll report to my superiors and get back to you later."
After saying that, Bai Bin hung up the phone.
About half an hour later, Bai Bin called back and gave instructions:
"We will proceed exactly as Zhao Yuan suggested, but you need to be mindful of the degree of intervention."
After receiving instructions from his superiors, Qi Yong returned to the meeting room, quickly gave instructions, and ended the meeting.
Then the factory leaders stayed behind to continue their small meeting.
Zhao Yuan ate dinner in the kitchen and went to bed early. He had been spinning like a top lately, and today, with nothing to do, he decided to take a good nap.
The next day, Zhao Yuan got up, ate breakfast in the cafeteria, and then went to the conference room, where everyone was waiting for the arrival of the American experts.
Around 10:00, a car drove into the factory's front yard, and four tall, blond-haired Americans got out.
Factory Director Qi Yong and a group of staff rushed forward. Four blond-haired Americans, with their heads held high, were speaking in some unintelligible American language, which the translators were constantly trying to understand.
Zhao Yuan went up to greet the American experts and asked them what they should do first.
The US expert suggested they go and check out the factory first.
Then everyone arrived at the factory. The factory was very spacious and clean, with some packages inside. The outer packaging had not been opened yet, so it should be an imported production line.
The American expert looked around the factory, then suddenly changed his expression and said that the environment was not suitable for installing an assembly line and needed to be modified immediately.
Zhao Yuan translated the truthfully for Qi Yong and the others.
Zhao Yuan looked at the translated instruction manual in his hand, estimated the condition of the factory, and knew that the American experts were starting to cause trouble.
Zhao Yuan took out the English instruction manual and said to one of the experts, presumably the leader of the group, named John:
“Mr. John, we set up the factory exactly according to the instructions provided by your company.”
She handed him the instruction manual and they looked at it together.
"No, it must be done our way. If you don't change, we'll go back to the United States."
John's face clearly showed his displeasure.
Zhao Yuan, however, said neither humbly nor arrogantly:
"Mr. John, let's check the instrument first to see if the instruction manual was sent incorrectly. Was the correct instruction manual sent along with the instrument?"
“If the factory has not been modified, we will refuse to open the equipment. If you open it yourself, you will bear the consequences.”
John refused.
Qi Yong immediately came over.
"Mr. John, may I have a word with you in private?"
The translator immediately translated it for John.
John followed Qi Yong to the side.
“Mr. John, could you do us a favor? We’ll change it right away. You can stay for a few days, and we’ll pay for your lost wages.”
Zhao Yuan signaled to the photographer who was following him to go over and stand behind John to record the entire conversation between the two.
"Director Qi, we'll wait here for two days, two days at most. We're very busy; we still have to go to other places to install equipment. The compensation for lost workday is 10,000 dollars per person, so for four people, that's 40,000 dollars per day."
John said.
"Of course, Mr. John, please settle in. You must be tired from your long journey. Please rest for a while. We have arranged a welcome dinner for you tonight."
Qi Yong had a big smile on his face.
Zhao Yuan stood at a distance, watching Qi Yong and John's conversation.
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