"Hoo~"
Shang Bin let out a soft breath, feeling much lighter.
In truth, every issue discussed at today's meeting had basically been laying cover for this final item. All the earlier demands concerning Southwest Heavy Truck Company combined were not as urgent as this last one.
The establishment of Jingnan Group had been vigorously pushed by many people, and those same people had placed great expectations on Shang Bin.
Although the "stabbing incident" two months ago had cost Shang Bin some important connections, making any further advancement in his official career impossible in the short term,
Shang Bin could not simply lie flat. He still had a whole group of people under him waiting to "drink the soup"! If he could not produce results quickly, no one would get any benefits, and they would not even be able to hold on to their current position.
But Southwest Heavy Truck Company had achieved little over the past several decades. How could it possibly produce results quickly now?
This was not something Shang Bin alone could decide. An organization like Southwest Heavy Truck Company was sick from top to bottom. If the workers and technicians below were not motivated and did not pull their weight, then Shang Bin could fret himself to death and it would still be useless.
Research and development for the Kamaz Project was out of the question. After First Branch Factory clearly refused to help, Southwest Heavy Truck Company's engineers proposed an assembly plan for a "stitched-together monster," and it was still uncertain whether they could produce a prototype before the end of the year.
That made increasing sales of Southwest Heavy Truck Company's existing products the simplest and most practical point for performance growth.
As long as First Branch Factory's sales system helped out, annual output could