Reborn Before the Apocalypse: My Backing is the Nation

Chapter 37 Saturation Production

At that moment, the buzzing of hundreds of thousands of drones converged, like the earth roaring.

The light from hundreds of thousands of high-brightness lights converged, like the sun falling to the ground.

In such an environment, Cheng Dong felt a sense of unreality, as if he were in some kind of fantasy world.

He sighed and turned back into the observatory's base building.

I probably won't be able to sleep tonight.

……

A convoy left the bustling city and entered an industrial area on the city's outskirts.

The boss of Hongyi Precision Machinery Manufacturing Plant, who had been waiting there, respectfully welcomed the uniformed guards into the conference room.

As he looked at the performance and specification data marked on the document in front of him, his brows gradually furrowed.

"Producing 300 optical modules in one day? That's impossible. Our factory doesn't have that capacity, nor the technology, to meet such high standards, let alone achieve that speed..."

The leading soldier looked at him calmly: "After calculation, with the technology and equipment of your factory, Mr. Zhao, the yield rate of this type of optical module is about 20%."

Therefore, the cost of each good-quality item is approximately 2000 yuan. Our purchase price is 5 yuan per good-quality item, totaling 300 items, for a total of 1500 million yuan.

Mr. Zhao's eyes widened suddenly.

Calculate the cost based on a 20% yield rate, and then add a 25-fold markup to that cost?
He was well aware of the capabilities of his factory and equipment. A 20% yield rate was just a conservative estimate; if everything was handled better, the yield rate could be increased to around 30%, which would further reduce costs and allow for a 37-fold profit margin!

His breathing became heavy instantly, and his eyes couldn't help but redden.

"Comrade, if I may ask, what exactly happened? We've never received a military order before..."

"war."

The leading soldier did not shy away from the question and directly uttered those two words.

"War? Well, what the hell is there to say? Let's fight! Let's fight!"

As if injected with chicken blood, General Manager Zhao's spirits instantly soared: "Even if I have to go up on the assembly line myself and die from exhaustion, I'll still do this job! I have to do it!"

"Comrades, don't worry. Come pick up the goods at this time tomorrow—300 optical modules. I guarantee I'll produce them for you, ensuring both quality and quantity!"

The leading soldier slowly stood up, saluted General Zhao, and turned to leave.

After the group disappeared, the deputy looked at him with some shock: "Mr. Zhao, it's the middle of the night now, the workers have long since gone home, how are we going to produce this thing!"
Besides, even if all the workers were there, with our low yield rate, how could we possibly produce 300 pieces in a day! This is a military order; failing it would land us in jail!

With bloodshot eyes, General Manager Zhao looked at his deputy and said, "Call the workers! Get them all back to work!"
If you can't get through on the phone, go to their house and find them. I want to see all the workers back within an hour!
Tell them that the company has covered the profit, no, even the costs and taxes, of this batch of goods. The company will not keep a single penny of this 1500 million; it will all be given to them as bonuses!

Everyone who can complete the production within one day will receive a minimum bonus of 20,000 yuan!

The vice president was terrified: "Old Zhao, have you fucking gone mad?!"

"Old Zhu! You've been working for me for over ten years, tell me yourself, have you ever had an opportunity to contribute to the country? Not even once!"
Now that we finally have a chance, I'm going to make it happen, even if it means losing my entire fortune! Damn it, the villagers and the kids are watching us, we can't afford to lose face!

Vice President Zhu's facial muscles twitched, and slowly began to contort into a ferocious expression: "Damn it, let's do it! I'm going right now! You watch the house, I'm going to get reinforcements!"

"Bring back another truckload of Red Bull, coffee, and late-night snacks!" "No need for you to tell me! Let's go!"

Radio waves were released from the factory, and cars left the factory one after another, speeding along the roads at night like race cars.

Before long, the cars returned to the factory one by one.

Workers got off the vehicle one by one.

Their hair was disheveled, and some even had eye discharge. Some were even wearing white shoes on their left feet but black shoes on their right.

In front of the factory, General Manager Zhao held a loudspeaker, and his loud voice clearly reached the ears of every worker.

"...Comrades, if you're tired, there's coffee, tea, and Red Bull; if you're hungry, there's a midnight snack; if you're sick, there's a doctor. In short, work your way to the death!"
I discussed it with our General Manager Zhu, and he suggested that I distribute the entire 1500 million yuan payment for this batch of goods as bonuses to everyone! The company won't keep a single penny!
I agree with Mr. Zhu's suggestion!
Not only that, I'll add something else. After we finish this order, I'll give everyone an extra ten days of paid leave!
This is our only chance to bring glory to our ancestors! Let's get started!

The workers, their eyes bloodshot from the shock, charged toward the production line like raging bulls.

The machine began to roar.

Mr. Zhu glanced at Mr. Zhao, who looked decades younger, with a wry smile, and murmured, "Thank you so much..."

He turned around and jogged to the production line to start directing production.

……

At that moment, in another city, a convoy of military vehicles was also entering a precision machinery factory.

The matter was settled in a short time, and the convoy left.

"Commander Sun, the progress report from headquarters shows that a total of 15 factories have accepted this order for 300 optical modules, making it 16 factories including the one we just received."

Even with a low yield rate, 16 factories should be able to gather enough goods for this batch. Still not enough? Do we need to place an order with a 17th factory?

Commander Sun said in a deep voice, "It's better to produce something and not need it than to need it and then not have it. There's no room for any surprises in this matter."

The entourage remained silent. After a moment, they exclaimed, "Only our country can have such a complete range of industries; we can find manufacturers to produce almost anything."

"If you were abroad, you'd be lucky to scrape together one policy; dreaming of getting multiple policies from multiple companies is just wishful thinking."

……

Time passed slowly, the sun rose and then slowly set, and the earth was once again plunged into darkness.

A military vehicle drove into Hongyi Precision Machinery Factory on time.

With bloodshot eyes, General Manager Zhao stepped forward, his voice hoarse: "I have not failed you."

Next to him were 30 wooden crates, each with a label indicating its quantity and model.

All 300 optical modules are present.

Looking at General Manager Zhao, whose eyes were bloodshot and voice was hoarse, and at the emaciated and obviously exhausted workers behind him, the soldier slowly raised his arm and saluted them.

(End of this chapter)