Chapter 13: Mold problem

The matter has already been said, but there is no barrier between the three people. They talked and laughed and agreed on the things that need to be implemented and the timetable. With Zheng Xiangqing's insistence, they finally signed an agreement, but Pan Shuisheng signed the agreement. But it is Pan Weidong's name.
Tan Zhenhua held Zheng Xiangqing again, and specifically explained a few things he must do after he returned. This was for his safety. Of course, Zheng Xiangqing could do everything. By the way, Tan Zhenhua also implemented the TV housing, and promised to give Zheng Xiangqing a set when his father's drawings were released. Of course, Zheng Xiangqing's treatment after making the product is the same as the mini fan.
Lala Gua Gua talked for a long time, and finally got the job done. Pan Shuisheng looked at his magic watch and said: "Oh, it's almost midnight, Zhenhua, you have to go to class tomorrow? Me too If you want to go to work, let's go here today. Let's go and let Xiang Qing take a rest. Starting tomorrow, we will all act according to plan!" So Tan Zhenhua and Pan Shuisheng left the house.
Not mentioning that Tan Zhenhua went home and Pan Shuisheng had a good deal with Liu Mei after returning home, but Zheng Xiangqing alone.
Zheng Xiangqing sat alone in the small single room of the guest house, thinking left and right, scratching his head, his mind couldn't calm down. In this state, he didn't even think about sleeping. He simply found the train schedule and carefully calculated the itinerary. When he saw a train to the magic city two hours later, he didn't sleep at all, packed his luggage, checked out, took the night bus and went straight to the railway station, all the way to Wenzhou.
After another day and night of tossing, Zheng Xiangqing returned to Wenzhou unshaven, got off the train, and before the evening, he did not care about eating and resting, and went straight to his cousin's house. His cousin works in the No. 1 Plastic Factory of the city, and he is in the field of injection moulding. Before, he planned to use a set of plastic casings for TV sets as a condition to replace the TV production drawings in Tan Zhenhua's hands. It was a trick he made. In his mind, he knew that the casing of the "West Lake" brand TV set in Hangzhou was supplied by Wenzhou Plastic No. 1 Factory. I dare not say that it would be fine to get a set of two sets! Otherwise, how could he dare to go to the tiger's den alone-ah, no, he went north to Ningdu alone to negotiate terms with Tan Zhenhua?
When I arrived at my cousin’s house, my cousin just got home from get off work and saw Zheng Xiangqing. He frowned and said, "Xiang Qing, where have you been here? How did you make it like this?" Zheng Xiangqing just watched. Look at yourself, well, the clothes are all wrinkled, and the body is still sour and smelly, it is like a beggar.
Zheng Xiangqing didn’t care so much, he dragged his cousin into the back room, and then took out two drawings that Tan Zhenhua had given him from his body. He said: "Cousin, look, can you make these two things in the factory? "His cousin, whose surname is Zhang Minghong, is in his early 50s. He is the chief of the technical department in the factory. Although he is only a secondary school student, he is already the technical department in a small state-owned factory of the size of Wenzhou Plastic No.1 Factory. If he says he can do it, he can do it.
The cousin held the drawing, frowned and looked at it for a long time, nodded and said, "Well, this is not difficult to do, and the accuracy requirements are not high. How many pieces of this do you have to make? The number of pieces is less, but it is not cost-effective. , These two things need to be moulded. This set looks like a fan leaf. It is estimated that the mould will cost 10,000 yuan. For this round lid, it is estimated that five thousand will be enough.
"Hiss" Zheng Xiangqing groaned. I heard that mold opening was expensive, but I didn't expect it to be so expensive. For such two small things, the mold cost would cost 15 thousand! But that is, Tan Zhenhua is not there. Tan Zhenhua must be there. Zhun Dele faints. Only 15 thousand will do. It is necessary to change the age before his rebirth. With such a mold, there are seventy to eighty thousand less, so who is willing to do it!
However, thinking of his own life and the great future described by Tan Zhenhua, Zheng Xiangqing gritted his teeth and stomped his feet: "Isn't it fifteen thousand? Give it a try, the bicycle becomes a motorcycle, I will go out and do it!"
This time it’s his cousin Zhang Hong’s turn to be strange:
Why, Xiang Qing, you’re paying for it yourself? What is this thing for? You can think about it, it’s 15 thousand, I I know that you have made some money in the past two years, but you still have to save some to get married? This money is not a small sum!"
Zheng Xiangqing said: "Uncle cousin, if you don’t care what you are doing, I’ll ask you if your factory can accept it. If you can accept it, I will pay for the mold. In addition, I won’t take the mold, just put it. In your factory, injection molding processing is still being done in your factory.
Zhang Hong Shen said for a while: "Recently, the factory has not been too full. If you take this job, there should be no problem. But I am only in charge of technology. For specific business, I have to talk to our supply and marketing department. Or else You come to our factory early tomorrow morning. I will introduce you to Mr. Xiao, the chief of our supply and marketing department. You can make specific decisions."
Zheng Xiangqing asked again: "Uncle cousin, how long will it take to open this mold?"
Zhang Hong thought for a while and said: "This mold will take about 10 days from the design and drawing, the preparation of the process flow to the production of the material and the first trial of the mold. It is estimated that it will take about 10 days. The mold must be repaired once. It should be enough for half a month even for the headband and tail. If you can’t fix it well, then the time will not be good enough. It can be a month or two."
After thinking about it, I added another sentence: "But your thing is not too complicated. I guess the problem may not be big. In the future, it will be ABS injection? You have to worry. Keep the drawing here. I will start to shrink it tonight. Rates and other parameters are considered good. Tomorrow morning, you go to see our Section Chief Xiao, and I will help you draw out the drawings!"
Zheng Xiangqing was naturally thankful for his gratitude, and he was better off by his relatives. As soon as he let go of his worries, he felt a burst of fatigue coming up. After a casual meal at his cousin's house, he hurried home to sleep.
Early the next morning, Zheng Xiangqing rode his "two-eight bars" straight to Wenzhou Plastic No.1 Factory.
This "two-eight bar" is a common name in the market. In fact, it is an old permanent brand 28-inch bicycle. It is named after the tire size and the large bar that connects the handlebar to the seat. It was the standard equipment for male office workers at that time.
It is said to be the No. 1 Plastic Factory of Wenzhou. In fact, this factory is located on the road from downtown Wenzhou to Liushi, which is closer to Liushi. It may be that the taste of the plastic factory was not good when the factory was built. , So it was built a little farther away from the main city. This is an old factory. Since its establishment in 1953, it has a history of nearly 30 years. The main products in the factory are all kinds of equipment casings. Industrial use is not counted. Civil uses have produced various radio casings, televisions, and The shell of the phonograph is planned to be matched by other major manufacturers, and there are small pieces such as soap boxes, thermos shells and even combs. If it is effective, it has always been so-so.
Zheng Xiangqing arrived at the entrance of the factory and greeted the guard. He was led by the guard. He went to Zhang Hong's office first. Zhang Hong was drawing a picture with a chart and a T-square. Seeing Zheng Xiangqing had arrived, he greeted him first and said, "Here is here. Ah!" He put down his tools, took Zheng Xiangqing around a few times, and entered another office with the "Supply and Marketing Section" sign.
Entering the room, Zheng Xiangqing saw a person sitting opposite the door. This man was in his early forties, slightly flattened, with a round face and double chin, a little fat, wearing a rumpled shirt, and he was holding a cup of tea. He was drinking "sniffing" while still reading a newspaper.
This person heard someone pushing the door in, and when he looked up, he saw Zhang Hong with a young man he didn’t know. He greeted with a smile: "Oh, Chief Zhang, how come you come to me to chat when you are free? ?"
Zhang Hong hurriedly laughed and said: "Chairman Xiao, I am going to the Three Treasures Hall for everything, promise, this is my cousin Zheng Xiangqing, and he is talking to you about business, Xiang Qing, this is Section Chief Xiao, the supply and marketing of our factory. He has the final say in business."
Zheng Xiangqing hurriedly stepped forward, shook hands with Section Chief Xiao, took out the bag "Greater China" from his pocket, first stuffed one for Section Chief Xiao, sprinkled one for his cousin, and then took out another one. I put on the kerosene lighter one by one, and finally gave myself one, and took a deep breath. "Well, Dazhong, the taste is different."
Section Chief Xiao estimated that he would not have much chance to take a sip of "Greater China". Just kidding, this is a special offer. A pack of cigarettes for 4 yuan is enough for one cigarette a month for his salary. He took a sip, and then suddenly woke up, Zheng Xiangqing, why is this name so familiar?
"Are you the'Coil King'?"
In the past, others called Zheng Xiangqing, he would pretend to be humble, and then grudgingly accepted, but this time I went to Ningdu and was shocked by Tan Zhenhua. Now he is in pain in his brain after hearing this name, so he waved his hand quickly: "Xiao Ke Long, don’t chill me anymore. I’m a small self-employed person who makes a few coils and eats food. We are a socialist country, so you don’t want to talk about it!"
Seeing what he said solemnly, after all, Section Chief Xiao met Zheng Xiangqing for the first time, and he didn't know Zheng Xiangqing's temper. He put away his ridiculous tone and asked seriously, "Then Boss Zheng, what is it for me to do?" He sat aside. Zhang Hong felt that something was wrong with his cousin today. Compared with the past, he seemed to have something more inexplicable.
Zheng Xiangqing then took out the drawings again, and said it to Section Chief Xiao again. Section Chief Xiao also simply picked up the phone on the desk and immediately called the Labor and Management Section to let them calculate the materials and labor hours on the spot. The result is similar to what Zhang Hong said the night before. The blade mold costs more than 9,000, and the shell is more than 4,000. Chief Xiao waved his hand and calculated the total integer 13,000. It was a favor to Zhang Hong, and it was agreed that if the mold is opened Zheng Xiangqing will not take it away after the acceptance is passed. The future production will also be done by the No. 1 Plastic Factory. The material cost must be calculated at the unplanned price. The negotiated price is 3 cents for each blade and 3 cents for the shell. However, the quantity of each order must be at least 500, otherwise it is difficult to cut the material.