The rise of nanometers

After getting off the plane at Pengcheng Bao'an Airport, the group went straight to Shanmei City without any pause.

It was around three o'clock that afternoon.

The road in front of his home was hot from the sun. Huang Xiuyuan took a look at the situation at home. He didn't even put down his suitcase. He had moved to the company headquarters for the convenience of work.

Back at the company headquarters, Lin Baijie was not idle when Huang Xiuyuan went to Bingcheng.

A 23-acre piece of industrial land was purchased on the side of the company's headquarters. On the remaining vacant land, the fourth factory building is under construction.

When he entered the headquarters, he found that the number of security guards in the laboratory had increased a lot, and there were surveillance cameras everywhere.

Inside the office.

Lin Baijie looked quite haggard, but his eyes were still full of fighting spirit: "Mr. Huang, welcome back."

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Mr. Huang worked hard and signed such a big contract for the company." Lin Baijie was also impressed. As a senior executive of the company, he knew more or less about the North Industries contract.

A patent licensing contract is worth 60 million per year and can be collected for 20 years; a special film customization contract is directly worth 200 million. Such contracts will definitely be indispensable in the future.

Although according to the memorandum of cooperation between the two parties, Suiren Company must transfer the specific process of "hexagonal silicon oxide-graphene film" to Norinco at a certain price after ten years, but the dividends in 10 years are quite a lot.

As this money has been gradually received, plus Huang Xiuyuan's transfer of funds from Xiangjiang, Suiren Company's capital reserves have reached 1.86 billion.

At present, Shanmei's subsidiaries have basically entered the stage of collecting funds.

The daily turnover of Hailu Gas Company remains between 150,000 and 180,000 yuan; Hailu Organic Fertilizer Company has gradually opened up the market in surrounding areas, and can sell 30 to 100 tons of organic fertilizer every day, with an average price of about 970 yuan per ton. .

In the recycling industry of Guizhuling Industrial Park, the head office can recycle a large number of cans, glass bottles, waste paper, scrap iron, and waste plastic every day. These items can be sold to corresponding companies, with a daily turnover of tens of thousands. .

After reading the business report, Huang Xiuyuan raised his head and remembered one thing: "How about the land at Miramar Hotel?"

"We have already taken it, including the debt, it cost a total of 160 million."

"All shares?"

Lin Baijie explained: "Of course it's all the shares. The price is still a bit too high, and the use of the building needs to be changed."

"It doesn't matter, let Time Information settle there, and it will serve as the headquarters of Time Information. In addition, some rooms and restaurants can be left for official reception."

Lin Baijie nodded.

Converting a hotel into an office building is much simpler than converting an office building into a hotel. At least the safety assessment and the like are easy to pass.

With the current size of Suiren Company, it is not too difficult to apply for a change of building use.

After the two discussed for a while, Lu Xuedong and Jiang Miao also walked in together.

"Xuedong, Sanshui, sit over here."

"Jinhua and I went to Xinlou River a few days ago. Blue Age is already implementing the farm matter. This is the actual measurement of the water separation system." Lu Xuedong handed over a document.

After flipping through the documents, I found that the water separation system developed by the company is currently operating well. It has played a huge role in the separation of waste liquids in fecal suction trucks and factories.

After all, Huang Xiuyuan started Suiren Company not only to make money, but also to change the domestic sewage situation. Naturally, it was impossible to discharge sewage directly.

Lin Baijie on the side interjected: "Mr. Huang, we may consider sewage treatment and seawater desalination business."

"How to commercialize the technology developed by the scientific research department is the job of your industry department. You should communicate and cooperate with the scientific research department."

"I see."

"One more thing, is our legal team busy?"

Lin Baijie was confused about this issue: "It's okay. I'm processing some contracts and cooperating with the patent team to apply for patents."

Huang Mingzhe opened his mouth and ordered: "Does that mean you are quite free? How about allocating part of the legal department to form a legal aid team. Many families have been hurt by the recent tainted milk incident. Let the Ministry of Justice provide legal aid to these people."

“Legal Aid Victims?”

"Exercise will also make them understand the dangers of society." Huang Xiuyuan turned to Jiang Miao: "Time Blog will cooperate and open a legal aid sub-program in the blog section and run it as a normal function."

"Okay." Jiang Miao, who is younger and still has some scholarly energy, doesn't have as many concerns as Lin Baijie.

Then he mentioned again that the Miramar Hotel would be used as an office building for Time Information, and the four of them discussed the work for more than two hours.

Outside the window, the sun sets.

The heat in July has not slowed down much as the sun goes down.

Under the same sky.

The headquarters of Blue Age has a newly built building on one side. The design of this building is very weird. It has 20 thick reinforced concrete pillars, five floors of reinforced concrete structure at the bottom, and a steel structure on the top five floors.

This is a dormitory for sanitation workers. The bottom five floors are for sanitation workers with families. It accommodates 120 households. There are three types of apartments, namely 80 square meters, 120 square meters, and 150 square meters.

This batch of houses is actually low-rent housing, charging only 3 yuan per square meter per month, and is available to sanitation workers with large families.

The five-story steel structure on the upper floor is a single apartment type, with a room of 15 square meters, dedicated to one person's sanitation worker for free use.

Considering that some sanitation workers apply for low-rent housing, the company will reduce the rent by 15 square meters per person based on the number of employees in the family.

Sanitation workers currently working in urban areas have all moved to employee dormitories, which have a staff canteen, public toilets, public independent bathrooms, chess and card rooms, a small library, and a small sports ground.

Liu Jianshe and his family have just moved into the dormitory. Living in a small house of 80 square meters, there is always a sense of unreality.

The furnishings inside the house are simple, the floor and walls are made of cement, and the second-hand furniture has been wiped clean, but there is no kitchen.

This is due to company regulations that do not allow employees to use gas stoves in dormitories in order to avoid fires.

After all, everyone eats in the canteen, so there is no need to set up a kitchen. Canteens in the blue era charge employees’ families at cost prices.

Liu Jianshe took out an envelope and handed it to his mother-in-law: "Caihua, your salary is paid today. You can take the money to the bank and deposit it. Xiaobao will go to school in September. It's time to buy some new clothes, schoolbags and stationery."

"How much did the company pay?" His mother-in-law, Bai Caihua, took the envelopes and counted them one by one.

Liu Jianshe was lying on the broken sofa, blowing the electric fan with his chest exposed, and replied lazily: "3214 yuan, which is quite a lot of overtime pay and high temperature subsidies. How is your farm now?"

"The company has found a land and is now building a breeding farm. It will officially start work next month. This month it has been paid 1,500 yuan." Bai Caihua took out 214 yuan from a stack of money.

"Master, take these."

Liu Jianshe changed his lazy expression, took the 214 yuan, and stuffed it directly into his trouser pocket. This was his pocket money for this month, and it was rare that his mother-in-law gave him more.

The whole family is immersed in longing for the future. In fact, it's not that they don't want to change, but that they have no way to change.