Rebirth in 1970: I work as an educated youth in a forest farm

Chapter 421 Banquet at the VIP Building (Page 13)

Zhou Mingyuan had just been appointed as the director. Even if he wanted to win over his uncle, he had to find an appropriate opportunity.

Otherwise, there would be so many pairs of eyes staring at the whole situation, and it would be nice to say it or not.

Unexpectedly, he had just had an idea and had not yet found an opportunity. Sheng Xiping took the initiative to give him a good idea. ,

"I didn't expect that your brain is quite good. The term "industrial deep processing" sounds quite new."

Zhou Mingyuan pondered these words, and the more he tasted them, the more he felt that there was quite a lot in them.

“Dad, I know that our bureau has been working hard in this direction, such as fiberboard factories, plywood factories, paper mills, etc., which are also processing-oriented.

But I feel that these alone are not enough. We should make full use of the advantage of having a backer to eat the mountain.

Not only mature wood, but more importantly, all kinds of leftover materials can be effectively used to create value. "

“Dad, I have been growing up in a forest farm since I was a child, and I have heard all these things.

My dad said that when they first came to the Northeast for logging, the saw blade was not more than ten minutes above the ground like it is now, but more than one meter above the ground, and the bottom section was wasted.

Of course, at that time, forestry resources were abundant and the speed of manual logging could not keep up, so it did not matter if some were wasted.

But that was how many years ago. After these years of development, how much forest land does our bureau still have that can be harvested?

When all these large areas of clear-cut forest land are wiped out in the future, what kind of development will we be looking at? "

“So I think we need to think about effective use and sustainable use from now on.

It takes a tree to grow into a timber, ranging from 180 years to hundreds of years, but we have destroyed large tracts of forest in just a few decades.

If we don't control it and continue to develop, what will we leave to future generations in the future? "

“There are so many workers and family members in the world, and they all point to the forest to eat. How long can this forest support us?

What will these workers and their families do when there is no more wood to harvest in the future? "

Sheng Xiping stopped here, scratched his head, and smiled sheepishly.

"Dad, I don't have much education, and I don't have enough knowledge. Anyway, I just talk about whatever comes to my mind, and I throw a hammer here and a stick here and there. Don't think I'm talking nonsense."

"No, what you said is very good and insightful." Zhou Mingyuan smiled, his uncle could always give him some surprises.

"What you just said makes sense.

The rational development and sustainable utilization of resources is a problem that not only our Forestry Bureau, but also all industries that mainly rely on non-renewable resources must face. "

"What we talked about today, don't tell others when you go out. Others may not understand. If you can't protect everything, you will say that you are unfounded."

At present, the Forestry Bureau is booming and it is a good time to vigorously develop.

When Sheng Xiping said these words to others, they wouldn't listen at all, and they might even laugh at him.

So many capable leaders in the bureau, province, and even the country didn't mention it, but Sheng Xiping, a small dispatcher, opened his mouth to talk about it. Isn't that overestimating his capabilities?

"Well, I know that. Aren't I just chatting with dad?" Sheng Xiping chuckled.

If Zhou Mingyuan hadn't become the director, Sheng Xiping wouldn't have mentioned this at all.

Others didn't understand him even after he told him, and they thought he was mentally ill.

For some people, they have to hit the wall and only then can they look back after they feel the pain. Unfortunately, by that time, it will be too late to look back.

"Come on, tell me your specific plan, and I'll listen to it." Zhou Mingyuan was very satisfied with his uncle's attitude, so he returned to the previous topic.

"Do you have any ideas about your cooperation with that southerner? Tell me and I'll see if I can help you check it."

Zhou Mingyuan knows very well that it is difficult to take the path of industrial deep processing. There are certain difficulties in technology, capital, and personnel thinking.

After all, there is no need to worry about selling wood nowadays. Construction is going on all over the country, and the demand for wood is very high.

Not to mention the current harvesting volume, even if it were doubled, there would still be people waiting to buy it.

It would be much easier to sell the wood directly. You can just transport it from the mountain, load it into a truck and send it away.

If you want to take the road of industrial processing, you must first let everyone see the profits. Only then can you change the inherent ideas of workers and obtain financial and technical support.

Without profit, who will listen to your nonsense?

"Well, I don't have any good ideas at the moment. I just want to find an opportunity to chat with Brother Hou and the others to get a preliminary understanding of the demand for the southern timber market.

We must first know what kind of products others want, so that we can process them accordingly.

For example, in the furniture market, what kind of boards are probably needed? What size model?

They place an order and we process it according to the order. This is actually more reasonable than sending the logs directly.

At the very least, you can earn a processing fee, and the leftover materials can be reused. "

Sheng Xiping probably had a plan in mind, but to implement it, he still had to investigate and understand it clearly.

"Of course, what I'm talking about is actually simple processing. If you want to go to deep processing, there is still a long way to go."

"Well, well, there's no hurry. You have to eat your meal one bite at a time, and you have to walk step by step. No one can become fat in one bite.

It's good that you have this idea. Dad supports you. "Zhou Mingyuan nodded and expressed approval to his son-in-law.

"Huh? That's not right. Since the other party is here, why don't you have a good chat with them?"

Zhou Mingyuan suddenly realized, "No, it's already four o'clock in the afternoon."

Logically speaking, with his uncle's temperament, shouldn't he arrange a restaurant, sit down with the other party, and chat while eating and drinking?

Why are you still running away from the game and chatting with him?

"Don't mention it, dad, I almost died of anger just now." When Zhou Mingyuan mentioned this, Sheng Xiping remembered the strange thing he had just met.

So, he went to the Zhanqian Hotel and told Zhou Mingyuan all about the weird man who called himself Mr. Peng, as well as his weird remarks.

When Zhou Mingyuan heard this, he laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears.

"Hahaha, I've seen a lot of people who say unpleasant things, but this is the first time I've heard of such unpleasant words.

That’s so interesting. Who are these people? That's it, where is the general manager of the company? Is his company gone? "

Sheng Xiping also laughed, "Isn't it good? I doubt it too.

Dad, you don’t know that he is always leading the way, for fear that others will doubt his rights and status. I have never seen such a posture.

Not to mention that he is a deputy department-level unit. I, Uncle Zhao, used to be the secretary of our bureau, a county-level cadre, and the top leader of our bureau.

You’ve never seen me, Uncle Zhao, so arrogant, let alone claiming to be the top leader when meeting everyone, right? On the contrary, he is very kind to people. "

"As well as Uncle Xu and Uncle Yang, they are all county-level cadres, and no one talks about this all the time.

On the contrary, he is cheerful and polite to everyone. How is that like him?