15: Want me to modify a Bobcat tractor? No, I'll give it to you for free!

Director Zhou received the news again and was completely bewildered; it was truly a case of lightning striking twice.

"What does the higher-up mean? Are they trying to mess with us?"

Huang Liang scratched his head: "I haven't figured it out either. I asked some acquaintances, but they didn't give me a straight answer."

"They also demanded that Julong Steel expand its production capacity, with the funding coming from our Qinchuan Industry and Commerce Bureau. The whole thing seems incredibly strange." Director Zhou couldn't make sense of it.

"Director, the 5 million in support funds allocated by the higher-ups has arrived," said Huang Liang.

Director Zhou frowned: "Fine. Even though I don't understand what the higher-ups are planning, we must execute the order without any hesitation!"

"By the way, Director, President Wang from Shanmao Tractor Factory is waiting for you in the reception room."

"Have him come to my office to talk."

Wang Zizhong entered, and Director Zhou said politely: "Sit down and tell me, how did your talk with Ma Quanlin go?"

Shanmao Tractor Factory was once a key enterprise supported by Qinchuan, enjoying a period of glory, but now it was in decline.

As the director, Zhou Wen naturally did not want to see the unit he had personally fostered go bankrupt.

"Director Ma agreed readily at the reception yesterday, but today when I contacted him, his attitude had turned cold again."

Wang Zizhong was confused. Zhou Wen pondered: "Just calling won't work. Ma Quanlin is easily swayed. Go visit him in person today, and say it like this..."

Zhou Wen whispered into Wang Zizhong's ear, and the latter frowned slightly: "Director Zhou, will this work?"

"Just say what I taught you; it will work nine times out of ten."

"Alright, I'll go now."

"Don't go empty-handed. Ma Quanlin likes to drink white spirits."

"Don't worry, wait for my good news."

With the strategy provided by Zhou Wen, Wang Zizhong dug out two cases of thirty-year-old fine liquor from his home and went to find Ma Quanlin.

"Director Ma, are you busy right now?"

"You could say Qinchuan is a strange place; I was just about to call you to talk about the cooperation."

"That's great, I'm right at the gate of your factory."

"Alright, let's talk when we meet."

Julong Steel Factory, Director's office.

"You shouldn't have brought anything when visiting."

"It's just an old brother visiting; bringing a little something isn't too much, is it?"

"Hahaha, sit down and have some tea. I've already spoken to Director Lu about our cooperation."

"What does your leader think? As long as he agrees to take over Shanmao Tractor Factory, I'll agree to any conditions."

Wang Zizhong stood up to express his stance, and Ma Quanlin said softly: "President Wang, you also understand the situation at Julong Steel..."

Hearing Ma Quanlin use an honorific, Wang Zizhong frowned deeply and suddenly interrupted.

"By the way, before we talk about the cooperation, let me tell you some good news."

"Good news? Go ahead," Ma Quanlin asked, puzzled.

"I know our factory's production capacity is restricted. It just so happens that I have an acquaintance in the higher-ups who can speak for us and help lift the production capacity restrictions."

Wang Zizhong said leisurely, and Ma Quanlin stood up abruptly upon hearing this.

"What did you say? Lift the production capacity restrictions? You're not joking, are you?"

Why was Julong Steel so determined to develop drones? It was because the production capacity for steel pipes and gas tanks was frequently restricted, always leaving them hobbled.

"If nothing goes wrong, the approval document for lifting the production capacity restrictions should have been sent to the municipal bureau. Director Ma, you can ask."

Ma Quanlin said seriously: "This is a big deal. Let me go out and make a call."

Ma Quanlin went out and headed straight for Lu Shenwei's office.

"President Wang is determined to cooperate with us. Let's call Director Zhou first to verify. If it's true, it's not impossible for us to become one family."

With Julong Steel's strength, supporting a few hundred more mouths was not a problem.

It was originally Zhou Wen's idea that he gave to Wang Zizhong, so when Ma Quanlin verified it, Zhou Wen naturally agreed completely.

"Director, Wang Zizhong really has connections. The higher-ups have temporarily lifted our production capacity restrictions for two months."

"Two months is not a short time. With three shifts, we can produce at least 40,000 steel pipes and 20,000 gas tanks."

Lu Shenwei pondered: "Let's go, you and I will go see Wang Zizhong."

Wang Zizhong had been waiting in the director's office for nearly half an hour, but no one had come.

Suddenly hearing footsteps outside the door, he hurriedly went to meet them.

"President Wang from Shanmao Tractor Factory, right? I've long heard of your name."

Lu Shenwei reached out, and the two shook hands firmly.

"I've wasted Director Lu's valuable time with our affairs," Wang Zizhong said politely.

The capable young man in front of him, who wasn't even twenty-five, exerted an invisible pressure.

With just a few words, he could decide the life or death of Shanmao Tractor Factory.

"Director Ma has told me about your situation. Let's skip the pleasantries; I have felt your sincerity."

Lifting the production restrictions for two months meant tens of millions of dollars in revenue; he was definitely a god of wealth.

Such a good person, we must help him out.

"Director Lu, you flatter me. I sincerely hope to bring the workers of Shanmao Tractor Factory to join our Julong Steel."

Whether a train is fast or not depends on the engine.

If he was an old horse pulling a broken cart, then Director Lu was the engine of a high-speed train, pushing to the limit!

"I have fully authorized Director Ma regarding this matter. You can discuss the conditions with him; just don't go overboard."

Lu Shenwei stood up after speaking. The production capacity restrictions were temporarily lifted, but he still wanted to develop the drone production line.

By walking on multiple legs, Julong Steel could develop better.

"Director Lu, rest assured, I will strive for the most favorable restructuring policy."

Wang Zizhong beamed, his heart already blooming with joy.

Over the next week, Wang Zizhong and Ma Quanlin finalized the restructuring plan for Shanmao Tractor Factory.

All workers at Shanmao Tractor Factory over the age of fifty were to be retired with state support, and all others who volunteered to stay would join Julong Steel.

The factory buildings and land of the tractor factory were to be reclaimed by Qinchuan City, and the two old tractor production lines were to be moved to the Julong Steel Factory area.

At the same time, the Qinchuan Industry and Commerce Bureau also provided 5 million in dowry funds, hoping that Julong Steel would properly resettle the workers of Shanmao Tractor Factory.

This way, it was equivalent to Julong Steel spending nothing and getting two tractor production lines and about four hundred workers for free.

There was quite a bit of grumbling among the workers at Shanmao Tractor Factory, but before they could say anything, the workers at Julong Steel were already refusing.

"Our factory is doing so well, why do we have to take over the broken Shanmao Tractor Factory? Isn't their factory in a half-dead state?"

"Exactly, we are living the good life, who gave the Director such a bad idea?"

"Shh, I heard this was brokered by the city and organized by Director Ma."

"Is old Ma getting old and senile? We've only been living the good life for a few days!"

Under the leadership of Lu Shenwei, Julong Steel's performance was flourishing. The minimum monthly salary for workers was 15,000, and even during downtime, they received over 8,000.

At the beginning, when acquiring the Eagle Drone, some people raised objections, but Lu Shenwei overcame the dissenting opinions at the time.

Most people were still short-sighted, unwilling to accept new things, and even less willing to accept "down-and-outs."

Organized by troublemakers, hundreds of workers surrounded Ma Quanlin in the middle of the night.

"Director Ma, the idea to acquire the broken tractor factory was given to the Director by you, right?"