Chapter Twenty-Two Target
Ding ding ding.
Ding ding ding.
The noisy phone ring of the past seems to have become elegant too.
Xiao Jiang took a deep breath, picked up the phone and said in an unprecedented polite tone: "Hello, this is the Gu Dong Plan Department."
"Aren't you a government agency?" The man on the phone was full of distrust.
"It is a government agency. We are affiliated with the Dongying Command of the Shengli Oilfield Command."
"It's impossible, would a government agency say hello to you? Alas, if it's just for show, then let's just go through the motions. You guys didn't happen to put an ad in the paper..." The man said with a big smile:
Lao Feng gazed at Su City with the same eyes he had used before.
The latter helplessly covered his eyes. He wanted to serve the people, but unexpectedly, the victorious oil field before the reorganization was a regular government agency, and each directly affiliated department was a formal organ unit, with most of the planning department's personnel holding administrative titles.
How can such a brand say "hello"?
"Alright, you want to bid for the 27th plot? The 12th, 16th, 17th, 18th, 25th...119th...yes, I've got it. Alright, when the time comes, just come to Dongying and we'll notify you of the specific location and time, and also publish an ad in the newspaper. Don't worry..." Little Qi hung up the phone and exclaimed loudly: "Qingdao people are really rich, great guy, 27th plot!"
"I was just 33 seconds ago." Another young man held down the receiver.
Just then, another phone rang.
Three phones on the ad, almost no rest time.
In 1987, China was in the midst of its second wave of going into business, with "one billion people, nine hundred million laid off, and one hundred million looking". The small projects spun off from Su City were just right for small businesses with limited capital.
In the afternoon, the basic requirements of every three people have been met. The phone is still calling in non-stop, some are those who just saw the newspaper, and more are from friends who got the news.
For private oil companies, Victory Oil Field is a towering and unattainable mountain.
Even their toilets should be towering into the clouds.
Private capital eager to break the ice has long had the desire to enter the state-owned enterprise territory, and the likes of Victory Oilfield, which occupies a city, are their desired targets.
Su Cheng didn't mind them eating.
Giving soup to a private boss or giving meat to a state-owned mouse, his choice is very clear.
Lin Yonggui was also moved by the lively scene of the bidding.
He was well aware of the drawbacks of state-owned construction teams but couldn't think of a way to solve them. The bidding in Su City left him greatly surprised.
First, breaking down the 38 basic items into 190 tender targets is an innovation. Government agencies are still accustomed to unified bidding, which has the advantage of centralized procurement, but after being impacted by bureaucratic habits, what's left in the end is just saving time and effort.
Secondly, Suzhou's quality management is simple and effective. With a two-person unit and an alternating inspection system, it is much better than the responsible person system, which has countless examples of being breached by silver bullets.
Lin Yonggui did not know that the bidding method, which is not popular now, will become China's main spending method after 20 years of improvement and fermentation. Suzhou only extracted some fragments, which are enough to use.
After all, he was using a genuine Chinese-style bidding method from the very beginning.
Lin Yonggui's position made it impossible for him to make a decision easily, so he just silently observed Su Cheng's experiment, and his inner evaluation slowly changed.
After signing a thick contract, the engineering team, mainly composed of private enterprises, started work.
Due to bidding, each bid price will have some differences, and the requirements will also change slightly. The only difference is that there are very short time requirements.
A week, 10 days, 25 days and so on are common units, while 45 days is almost the largest number...
Compared with state-owned enterprise construction teams, they are at least three to five times faster.
The building is changing every day, not only the Dong Command Center, but also several other oil extraction plants in the area.
Clean toilets, comfortable hot baths, convenient basketball courts and table tennis tables, these things that are usually only available in the factory department, are also available at the well station, it's like suddenly entering the 1990s, or maybe even the 21st century.
Also for this reason, many oil workers after work hours would gather in front of the construction team, offering them cigarettes and water to help out, hoping that the project could be completed.
Su Cheng was also busy with his feet off the ground.
He not only needs to coordinate the relationship between private enterprise bosses but also respond to state-owned enterprises.
Pipes, plastics, and pom-poms were all being stirred around by various chopsticks. This was a bit of leftover soup that he had intentionally left behind. If they really wanted to compete with the small engineering teams, those bloated state-owned enterprises with their excessive welfare benefits would not be able to survive.
Shu Hao also got a share of 30 shower heads.
Every time he earns 50 yuan, it's more than his annual salary. When he saw Su Cheng, he said with a dusty face: "I'm going to do it for a year, and if it doesn't work out after a year, I'll go back to the factory."
Su Cheng knew he couldn't go back.
The 1980s was a golden age, as long as there was a starting point, it was rare to not be able to continue. Shu Hao was young and had skills, after a year of tempering, it would probably be difficult for him to adapt to the old-fashioned state-owned enterprise again.
Moreover, by then, state-owned enterprises were also short of jobs and could no longer provide the positions that Shu Hao needed.
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