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Chapter 65 A Book of Heaven

The next day.

Yi Chuanzong walked towards the high-end workshop with steady steps and eyes.

There was no Internet at this time, so he just told the workers in the 29th workshop, and some members of the security department spread the news, so the news didn't spread that fast.

Except for a few people who may have known something and said hello to him, it was pretty much the same as usual.

Yi Chuanzong just walked into the advanced workshop.

At the door, Director Dong quickly ran over and greeted warmly, "Master Yi, yesterday I thought you were coming back, so I was waiting for you here early in the morning."

Yi Chuanzong smiled and nodded. This matter had nothing to do with Director Dong. He would not blame others randomly.

"Director Dong, which workshop is my workshop? What do I do today?"

"Hey, can anyone still move in your workshop? It's the same place as before."

At this point, Director Dong came over mysteriously and whispered: "Director Jiang has given instructions, your job is the same as Master Yi Zhonghai and Master Lu, but your workload in the past month has been twice as much as theirs. Waiting

After a month, we will adjust you to the normal workload."

Yi Chuanzong's eyes lit up slightly. It wasn't a designed job. If it wasn't difficult, he couldn't level up now, so he really didn't have much motivation.

As long as he does no less than others, he will have time to lay stones if he can have some free time.

"I understand, it doesn't matter if you work more or less. This time, you have to help me say hello. I really have to discuss it with the uncle and Master Lu before doing it. If something goes wrong again, it will be a joke."

"Can't! Can't!"

Director Dong waved his hands repeatedly and explained: "Master Yi, you should know that I couldn't confirm your mission at that time, and I didn't mean it!"

This time it was Yi Chuanzong who waved his hand, and he said with a smile: "Director Dong, you don't need to explain anything. You can be in charge of this high-end workshop. I still believe in your character. You are well aware of this kind of thing. It's okay to catch up."

There is nothing we can do.”

Director Dong smiled and nodded, then picked up the document in his hand and said, "Master Yi, this is your task today. With your work efficiency, it shouldn't be anything."

Yi Chuanzong nodded and reached out to take the task list and read it. Just at a glance, he couldn't help but frown, "It's the spindle of the machine tool again. It's a lot of work!"

Director Dong smiled and explained, "Where are we preparing to prepare for the new factory? We don't need so many machine tools here."

Yi Chuanzong nodded slightly and said: "Okay, this job is not difficult. I'm going to work first. I have an extra job, so I have to be tighter." After saying that, he strode towards

Go ahead.

"Of course it's not difficult for you!"

Director Dong complimented him and looked at Yi Chuanzong's back with slight surprise. He really didn't expect that this person had such a strong relationship.

This time, the production tasks he said would be halved after one month. Director Jiang had told him that this was arranged by the factory director!

Arriving at the familiar workshop again, Yi Chuanzong silently adjusted his working conditions and lay there for nearly half a month. It was a bit too comfortable. When doing high-end workshop work, you can't be as careless as those scraps.

After looking at the drawings carefully, Yi Chuanzong nodded, "The specifications are the same as before, so I will be familiar with them."

There was no difficulty in the work. Yi Chuanzong also arrived at his old place. He felt that he should check in and say, "System, collect the relief fund."

"Warm reminder from the system: The daily living allowance has been distributed. You have received 9.7 yuan in money, 13 jins of food stamps, 2 jins of meat stamps, 6 jins of vegetable stamps, and 50 taels of oil stamps."

"The system congratulates you for returning to the advanced workshop. Resuming work means taking back your glory. Your status needs to continue to be stable. We hereby reward you with a design drawing of a new machine tool."

"This design has made a series of adjustments based on the existing machine tools. In terms of accuracy, dimensional accuracy, CNC accuracy, and geometric accuracy have all been improved. The development of industry is indispensable for the development of automation. This paper A design…”

"Shut up!"

Yi Chuanzong shouted in his heart, and then he said politely: "Bring it to you!"

"What are you whining about?"

"I can't read it?"

"Ding, the system is confirming with you again, do you want to directly receive the original design? If you do not understand the specific improvements of this design, you will need to design the subsequent power by yourself!"

Yi Chuanzong was silent, what did he not know?

In other words, if you don’t listen to the system, you have to learn it yourself?

This is very scary!

Yi Chuanzong said softly in his heart: "How about you talk about it? Can you fast forward a little? I used to be able to quickly swipe the screen when I clicked on the agreement confirmation form. Basically, it took two or three times to get to the end, and just click a check mark. "

"Dingzi... Dingzi... Dingzi... Do you choose to independently design the power of the machine tool?"

The corner of Yi Chuanzong's mouth twitched. How could he understand this electric-like signal?

Turning his head, he looked at the large tea bowl on his table. Of course, this thing was taken with him wherever he went.

"System, don't leave. Let me finish making tea first. Let's sit down and you can talk slowly. I love listening to lectures the most."



Five days later.

"Master Yi! Are you going to eat?"

Facing me, a young man with a smile on his face greeted him warmly.

Yi Chuanzong was still walking at a steady pace, with a slightly stern and solemn expression. When he heard the voice of greeting, he nodded with a slight smile, which was regarded as saying hello.

This is not the first person to greet him, nor is he the last. The frequency of greetings has almost returned to the previous level when he was just promoted.

These days, there is no doubt that Sun Zhiyao has been shuanggui. The factory only briefly talked about his crime, and not much else was said. Now he has been sent to the cell.

There were a lot of rumors in the steel rolling mill, including his, Director Li's, and Director Sun's.

Among them, the news about Director Li was relatively mixed.

For example, Director Li apologized to him, Director Li and Director Sun were in cahoots, Director Li was righteous enough to destroy his family, Director Li was going to collapse, etc. His thoughts were divergent, and basically everything was said.

Yi Chuanzong is not really a rumor, and the fact that he returned to the high-end workshop is the best confirmation.

Being greeted by others along the way, Yi Chuanzong walked slowly and leisurely into the cafeteria.

Now when he returns to the high-end workshop, he naturally has dinner with his uncle.

However, his work has been quite tight recently, so the uncle didn't call him when he saw that he was working seriously.

Arriving at the canteen, Yi Chuanzong stood still slightly and slowly turned his head to look in the familiar direction of the canteen. At this moment, the first man had already started moving.

He walked over and when he was in front of him, the uncle raised his head.

Looking at his still holding posture, the uncle looked around, and then shouted in a low voice: "That's about it. Who do you show your face to every day? Just say something to someone, how can you be like this?"

?”

The old god Yi Chuanzong sat down on the ground and said nonchalantly: "What? You can still behead your head? I think the attitude of those people is that they don't believe in my skills, so I will reluctantly use the air. Well, today's

The cucumber smells really good, I should put some eggs in it to enhance the flavor."

These forty-nine cities are the imperial cities at the feet of the emperor. This place has always been indispensable for its relatives, princes and ministers.

‘This man’ and ‘that man’ should be greeted like this.

In the past, there was no etiquette when meeting someone, and if there was any hard trouble, they would be beheaded.

Of course, we don’t have those things in the past, but people still maintain that kind of habit. The greetings and greetings are not all enthusiasm, but rules and habits.

Only those who are particularly noble or capable will be called Ye.

The uncle ate the steamed bun silently, then raised his eyes and looked at him for a while, "How else do you want to prove your skills?"

Yi Chuanzong thought for a moment and said: "After the factory technology competition, we must at least compare it in these 49 cities and some surrounding places. Otherwise, I won't be able to put down this simple shelf. Then it will be simple."

It’s almost enough to get first place.”

He has become inseparable from the documents of the factory technology competition, and he has been attacked many times.

The uncle curled up his lips and chuckled. He was quite aware of his nephew's skills.

However, looking at the slightly immature face, the beard was sparse as it grew, and he couldn't help but remind him: "You can stand out if you shoot, and you can stand out in factory technology competitions, so you should keep a low profile."

Yi Chuanzong nodded repeatedly, "I understand, I understand. I have always kept a low profile." After saying that, he ate quickly, one bite of steamed bun and one bite of vegetable. It was so delicious.

The first man raised his eyebrows and asked, "What? Are you going to the communications room after dinner later?"

"right!"

With a simple reply, Yi Chuanzong kept his hands and mouth busy.

The elder didn't say anything when he saw this. He naturally chewed his food carefully, but he didn't have as good an appetite as Yi Chuanzong.

After eating, Yi Chuanzong walked calmly towards the communication room.

There are two telephones installed in the factory there, which are used by some office staff to handle handover issues with other factory departments.

But it was certainly not an unimportant matter when he got there. Over in Shenyang, either the chief engineer contacted him or Director Rui spoke to him.

But once the topic of technology comes up, isn’t it normal to sit there all morning?

He occupied the phone for too long, so of course he couldn't stay in the factory director's office forever. Director Yang didn't like to see him very much these days.

It is not safe to stay in other departments. All other departments have a telephone. Since there is this arrangement, it is natural that there is this business. If he keeps occupying it, the efficiency of the factory in handling problems will be greatly reduced.

When we arrived at the telephone room of the Ministry of Communications, we found that the room was not very big. It was about thirty square meters at most, about seven meters long and more than four meters wide.

There is no decoration in the room, just ordinary yellow wooden doors and windows, and dark cement floor.

In the center of the room, there is a black counter more than one meter high. The bottom is made of wood and covered with black marble. One side of the counter is close to the wall, and a one-meter-wide aisle is left on one side. There are two black counters on it.

There is a telephone, and there is a clerk inside who is responsible for helping with calls.

There was no one around at this time. After Yi Chuanzong entered the door, he did not start making phone calls. Instead, he looked around the room and finally found a high stool behind the counter. He walked over and placed the high stool on the backrest in two steps.

In front of the telephone on the wall.

"Hey, Master Yi, are you here?"

The clerk inside heard the commotion and took a look. When he saw it was Yi Chuanzong, he greeted him warmly. He had not seen this person come over in the past two days, and he was very impressed.

Yi Chuanzong raised his head and smiled and replied, "Yes, we made an appointment with them. They have been busy in the past two days."

The clerk did not dare to delay, and kept saying: "Then you are busy."

Yi Chuanzong replied carelessly: "Hey! They all work in the factory, so they have to eat and drink. You didn't go to eat at noon?"

As he spoke, Yi Chuanzong took out a stack of paper and a black pen from his chest.

At the same time, there is also a box of Chinese cigarettes and a box of gray matches.

The clerk inside was very comfortable listening to Yi Chuanzong's words, but when he saw his actions, his eyelids twitched.

Seeing Yi Chuanzong lighting up a cigarette, the clerk muttered to himself, "Smoking is not allowed in the communication room." Then he saw Yi Chuanzong slap a box of Huazi and a matchbox on the table. This gesture was serious.

It makes people feel guilty when they look at it. Who else can smoke this cigarette except the factory director?

He could only reply casually: "I have taken turns eating with my colleagues before."

Yi Chuanzong nodded without paying attention, then reached out to dial the phone, and there was a beeping sound on the phone.

"Zheng!"

The call was connected.

"Shenyang Liming Aviation Engine Manufacturing Factory, Technology Department."

Yi Chuanzong said seriously: "I am Yi Chuanzong. I am looking for Yin Gong. I made an appointment before. Is he here now?"

Then he heard someone shouting from inside, 'Give it to me, I'll pick it up.'

"Haha, Master Yi is waiting for you."

Yi Chuanzong smiled coquettishly, "I'll eat more and I'm late. Shall we start directly?"

Yin Gong also did not write any ink and said directly: "Okay, the picture that I asked you to modify on the original machine has been initially tested. It is to eliminate the size effect. I am a little new to your design?

"

Yi Chuanzong's spirit was shaken, and he quickly said: "You can telegraph the design of the real machine to me, and then we can discuss it in detail."

Yin Gong smiled and said: "Okay, that's what I mean too. I just sent someone to telegraph the design."

Yi Chuanzong nodded and said: "Okay, please wait a moment, I will ask someone to help bring it over." He raised his head and said to the clerk: "Brother, please go to the fax machine and send it from Shenyang.

Help me get the design drawings."

The clerk immediately stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll go right away!"

Yi Chuanzong nodded to express his gratitude, and then started talking to Yin Gong again.

Time passed, the workers went to work, and the office began its afternoon work.

Unfortunately, there was a rare queue in the communications room today.

A group of waiting people were queuing up to use a telephone, and then looked at Yi Chuanzong sitting on the temporary high stool, and their expressions were very exciting.

There, Yi Chuanzong held the phone between his head and placed a Chinese cigarette on the table. He tapped his legs and leaned on the phone desk to write and draw. He spoke words that could be understood individually but had no meaning when connected together.

The young man who was talking on the phone was very anxious. He was just like reading a book from heaven. He couldn't concentrate at all. He tried hard to cheer up and ended the communication quickly. He left with confusion in his eyes, almost as if he was running away.

Another young man stood next to Yi Chuanzong and couldn't help but stare at the pile of white papers. What was he mumbling?

The words look pretty good at first glance, but the problem is that the rest are all messy symbols and data, which look like a piece of heavenly writing. Just looking at it makes you a little dizzy.

He swallowed secretly and said, 'You are really talented, how can a director suppress him?'


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