Wealth

"Now, thousands of flowerpots are bought for nothing." Boss Wang said distressedly, looking at the flowerpots that were set aside, before he could use them.

"How big a business has been done, do you still care about those flowerpots?" Fan Wuyao curled his lips and said, "It's a big deal, during the Chinese New Year this year, let's go out and set up a stall and sell these flowerpots at a low price. Anyway, there are many people planting flowers during this period, and thousands of flowerpots are not a problem."

　　 Boss Wang replied with a smile, "As for setting up a stall, our brothers really haven't done it in some days."

　　 spent the whole night, everyone was a little tired.

After Wang Shiyuan’s motorcade left, the sky was about to dawn. The three Wang brothers arranged the work on the pig farm and went to sleep. Fan Wuyi’s spirit was good, so he stayed in the garden and watched it empty out. How can I use this place?

　　 Are all roses grown? Of course, growing roses also has economic benefits, but the value of the rose oil extraction equipment is too high, and the shelf life of the flower buds of this thing is not long, without drying equipment, it is easy to mold, then it is worthless.

By the time he got home, it was already bright. Both his parents and elder sisters had gone to school. Because of his special circumstances, Fan Wuyi could go to this school or not, but today he just finished a big deal. Trading, the spirits were in excitement, and I couldn't sleep at home anyway, so I wandered to school.

Today's Fan Wuyi is seven years old at full play, but his body is no different from a junior high school student. In addition, his situation is a bit special. His mother Zhang Mei had to put him in a colleague’s class through her own relationship. In the fifth grade, I hope that when he enters junior high school next year, he can play with the older children. This is probably better, otherwise it would not be a way to let him be so unlearned. Social idlers!

　　 Seeing Fan Wubing, the teacher only glanced at him, letting him go to his seat and read a book lying there.

The children in the fifth grade of elementary school are going to be busy preparing for the quiz. The normal homework has been completed. At this time, they are reviewing all the knowledge they have learned in elementary school. For students who have the ability to learn, the teacher I don’t care about teaching them more knowledge that they should be exposed to in the first year of junior high. It is considered to be in the state in advance. It is said that this will be of great help to students' entrance examinations.

Fan Wubing sat there and flipped through the book, and found that the quizzes during this period were much simpler than when he was in school (after all, he was in fifth grade five years earlier). After reading it for a while, he disappeared. Interesting, but there are a few girls in the class who look good. They are only eleven or twelve years old, and they are in a certain state. In this way, he doesn't worry about the time.

"The little lotus shows its sharp horns, and dragonflies have long been standing on their heads." Fan Wubing stared at someone's slightly bulging chest, and read the text inconsistently, but he thought in his heart, "No wonder we called all poets before. Being a poem, writing a poem is a crooked mind, but this poem can still be selected into elementary school texts! The editors who want to come to this textbook selection committee are not just gentlemen!"

　　 After Fan Wuyi sat in the classroom for a while, he suddenly heard someone whispering in the corridor outside the classroom. It seemed that one of them mentioned the name of his father, Fan Heng, and his ears immediately froze.

　　 "I heard that the military's orders are getting less and less, and our factory may have to change to the direction of civilian products."

　　 "Transfer to civilian products? Doesn't that mean you have to start all over again? Well, I'm afraid this day is going to be sad again—"

　　 "It is said that many military factories have to convert civilian products, and it is not bad for our family——"

　　 Military to civilian? After Fan Wubing heard this, he couldn't help but evoke the past in his heart.

Military conversion is a process of transforming military industrial enterprises into local enterprises. These enterprises originally received orders from the military. Now the international situation is gradually stable. Deng Gong made the inference that there will be no war in 20 years and is determined to go all out in the domestic market. As a result, many military-industrial enterprises have received pitiful orders for economic construction, but the employees and family members of the enterprises have to live, so there is such a term, the transfer of military to civilians.

In fact, at that time, military-industrial enterprises were spread all over the country, and there were not two companies that were converted from military to civilian. In the natural elimination of more than ten or twenty years of growing up, many factories stood out and successfully transformed into A large number of high-quality civilian goods production enterprises cannot adapt to the laws of the market, and are eventually eliminated by the market and become the targets of mergers by large enterprises, or directly declare bankruptcy.

　　 The biggest problem in the transformation of military industrial enterprises into civilian enterprises is not technology, but ideology. For a long time, factories that have adapted to passively accepting government purchase orders have to learn to adapt to market demand and follow the market rules to purchase raw materials, make project decisions, put new products into production, and finally carry out product packaging and market sales. The children are reluctant to do this, but the big environment is already like this, and no factory can get any more government support, and everything has to be solved by itself.

　　 When Pingyuan Factory began to transfer military service to civilians, Fan Wuyi was still young and didn't have much knowledge. He just vaguely remembered that the overall quality of life in Pingyuan Factory had declined for a few years. After that, everyone gradually got used to it, that's what it was like.

　　 After all, when accepting a new thing, everyone’s views may not be the same. Some people welcome it, some question it, some wait and see, and some even hostile or reject it. For the employees of the Pingyuan factory who are used to the lifestyle of military enterprises, they suddenly canceled most of the military orders. Instead, they need to go out on their own and go to the market to accept orders, produce civilian goods, or produce civilian goods by themselves. , To sell in the market, this is new to them, it is natural not to adapt.

　　 "What's this? What's the direct relationship with my father?" Fan Wuyin felt very strange.

　　 It stands to reason that Fan Heng is just the deputy factory manager in charge of production at this time. There are at least four or five heads on it that are bigger than him. Even if the factory is converted from military to civilian, it will not be his turn to have a headache first!