People in the Republic of China era began to rise from industry.

Without hesitation, Lin Yi got busy after lunch.

The first thing I did was organize the technical information in my mind.

It's very complicated.

Despite his efforts to filter and simplify the process, he still worked until 3 a.m.

He fell asleep immediately, and after breakfast the next morning, he rushed to his family's machine factory.

The machine factory was right next to the textile factory.

Although it's called a machine factory, it can only do some simple machining.

More than twenty workers and several machines covered in oil stains.

It looks just like a small workshop.

It was so dirty that there wasn't even a place to put your feet.

Lin Yi strongly suspected that the reason this place was called a machine factory was simply because it had a few lathes and similar machines.

As for business, it's not much; it mainly serves textile and daily chemical factories by remanufacturing damaged parts from their production equipment.

Occasionally, we also take on some processing work from outside suppliers.

Therefore, in order to accurately locate.

The machine factory should be called the Machine Repair Department of Ando Company.

The factory director, Jing Zhizhong, is in his thirties.

When Lin Yi tiptoed into the workshop, Jing Zhizhong was operating a rumbling lathe.

Lin Yi's workers called him twice before he heard them.

He hurriedly turned off the machine and ran to Lin Yi in a few quick steps.

"Master."

"Old Jing, what are you busy with?"

"Making bearings for Changhe's bicycles."

Jing Zhizhong chuckled and said, "The textile factory is shut down for training, and I figured the machine factory would probably be idle soon too, so yesterday afternoon I visited a friend in Changhe and discussed a bearing production order."

"Not bad, you're a very qualified factory manager."

Lin Yi smiled and patted the other person's shoulder affectionately.

Bosses prefer subordinates who are highly proactive.

Jing Zhizhong was a straightforward person, and Lin Yi's praise made him a little embarrassed, so he could only chuckle sheepishly.

Lin Yi didn't rush to talk about business, but instead asked about Jing Zhizhong's professional experience.

"Apprentice at thirteen, master at eighteen."

"I first worked at the Fengtian Arsenal, and then went to the Fengtian Automobile Factory to make a living. Last year, the Japanese occupied Fengtian and also took over the automobile factory."

"I took my family to Shanghai to make a living."

"I have to thank Mr. Lin for taking me in and feeding me."

This experience was nothing special.

After the September 18 Incident, Northeast China fell to the Japanese, and many people fled to the interior of China to make a living.

To Lin Yi's surprise, China already had automobile factories at this time.

This was the first time he had ever heard of this.

Curious, he asked, "What kind of cars does the Fengtian Automobile Factory produce?"

"Zhang Xiaoliu has been working on trucks for several years. He did manage to build a prototype, but it's unusable and can't run at all."

Speaking of this, Jing Zhizhong looked regretful.

"We had already disassembled it to find the problems and were preparing to make improvements."

"But no one expected that the Northeast would be lost so easily, and the automobile factory would also benefit the Japanese."

"Oh."

Lin Yi suddenly realized.

No wonder I had never heard of it; it turns out he died before achieving his goal.

Shaking his head regretfully, Lin Yi and Jing Zhizhong went to his office and handed him a thick stack of documents.

"This is……"

"You take a look first."

Lin Yi didn't specify what kind of information it was, intending to test Jing Zhizhong's technical skills.

He is not a professional.

Although I copied the information from the system, it still looked messy on paper.

In short, even if someone gave it to him directly, he would never understand it, even if he had seen a textile production line.

Jing Zhizhong was unaware of these things.

Hearing Lin Yi tell him to look for himself, he immediately buried his head in his books and began to read.

My first impression is that the person who wrote this is unprofessional.

The text itself is fine, but it contains a lot of technical jargon.

However, some of the mechanical illustrations are clearly from untrained hands.

Some of the lines are even crooked.

However, after flipping through a few pages, Jing Zhizhong's back gradually straightened up.

A moment later, he began flipping through the pages even faster.

After looking at it for a while, she looked up at Lin Yi in surprise and asked, "Young Master, are these design drawings for textile machines?"

"Correct."

Lin Yi nodded, a smile appearing on his face.

He said calmly, "Take a look first, and then tell me how different it is from the equipment in our textile factory now."

"it is good."

Without saying a word, Jing Zhizhong started reading again.

Moreover, I read it from the beginning and occasionally took notes.

Lin Yi wasn't in a hurry. He sat in his chair with his legs crossed, thinking about his own affairs.

Getting involved in the equipment manufacturing industry is not an easy thing.

Especially when there is no foundation, the investment in production and construction alone is a huge sum of money.

He still doesn't know exactly how much wealth the Lin family has or how much money they can come up with.

But a glimpse of the leopard reveals the whole leopard.

The textile factory, the Lin family's largest business, only had a cash reserve of a little over 100,000.

Even if the Lin family has savings, three to five hundred thousand in cash is definitely the limit.

If you use all your assets as collateral to get a bank loan, you can only get a little over a million at most.

This requires these assets to be available without much collateral.

Such a sum of money might be enough to cover the initial startup investment, but it's far from sufficient for subsequent expansion.

The normal procedure should be to start production first, and then use the profits generated to gradually expand production through new loans once the scale is reached.

However, in the current situation, what Lin Yi lacks most is time.

The manufacturing process itself takes a long time. If the factory construction proceeds in a step-by-step manner, by the time the scale is reached, the textile industry peers will probably all be out of business.

Therefore, we still need to find a way to raise funds from other sources to accelerate the construction of the factory.

One approach is to bring product brochures, or even semi-finished products, to negotiate orders and collect deposits.

However, doing it this way directly will definitely not yield ideal results.

After all, people are used to buying machinery and equipment from abroad. Suddenly, domestically produced equipment appears, and the production efficiency is greatly improved. I doubt many people would believe they can do it.

Especially during this industry downturn, when competitors are all trying to protect their cash flow.

Therefore, some groundwork needs to be laid, and you need to prove your abilities first.

This will convince others.

Just as Lin Yi had roughly sorted out the development strategy for the machine factory.

Jing Zhizhong breathed a sigh of relief. After nearly two hours, he finally finished reading all the technical documents carefully.

He subconsciously licked his slightly dry lips and said, "Young Master, is this a new type of machine?"

Lin Yi nodded and asked, "Do you think it's more efficient than the production line we're currently using?"

"From a design perspective, it definitely has it."

This can be clearly seen from many parameters.

Therefore, Jing Zhizhong answered very affirmatively, and then asked, "Is this a new type of equipment produced in the United States?"

Jing Zhizhong knew that Lin Yi had returned from studying in the United States.

"Made in China".

Lin Yi chuckled and said, then deliberately lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "These are the design materials I managed to get with great difficulty, and they're still just on paper."

"If we can manufacture it, then it will be a domestic product."

Instantly, Jing Zhizhong's eyes widened.

Its mouth was wide open, like it was swallowing a whole pig in three bites.

It took him a long time to shut his mouth.

But his chest began to heave violently.

What Lin Yi said was incredibly exciting for him.

The idea of ​​China producing its own complete textile equipment production line is something that people never even dared to dream of.

His expression pleased Lin Yi, who smiled and said, "Let's talk now. If the machine factory expands, can we produce it ourselves?"