In the evening, a group of people quickly came to the machine factory. With the cooperation of the machine factory's publicity department, they learned about the situation and took away some of the film.
At the same time, under the promotion of publicity, the machinery factory was full of glory and excitement.
Yang Xiaotao originally wanted to go home after returning from the steel factory, but was dragged back to the machinery factory by Yang Youning, where he drank, ate, and boasted, and celebrated again.
The next day, at dawn, news of the new steel-making breakthroughs in the Red Star Steel Plant spread from the radio to all directions.
When Yang Xiaotao came out of his home, the loudspeaker at the entrance of the alley was still ringing, and he thought to himself that it seemed that the speed of the broadcast this time was much faster than before.
At the same time, newspapers with relevant news also appeared in the streets and alleys of Sijiu City.
Yang Xiaotao bought a copy at the newsstand.
The newspaper highly praised the outstanding contributions made by the Red Star Machinery Factory and the Red Star Iron and Steel Factory, which took a big step on the road of revolutionary construction.
The front page also quoted the slogan "We workers have power" and described the new technology research and development process of Red Star Steel Plant throughout the article.
There were also oral statements from relevant personnel, among whom Yang Xiaotao, An Zhongsheng and several others were prominently listed.
Finally, it called on steel mills across the country to learn from the Red Star Steel Mill, learn new technologies, and contribute to revolutionary construction.
Yang Xiaotao put the newspaper into the space. Taking these things out to look at them later is also a memory.
Sijiucheng, Metallurgical Bureau.
A group of big bosses gathered in front of the broadcast, with serious expressions on their faces.
Since the last time they heard that Hongxing Steel Plant was preparing to study oxygen top-blown converters, they realized that competitors had appeared.
In order not to lose face, they are racing against time these days. The oxygen generator will be in place in two days before the experiment can be carried out.
But I didn’t expect that the Red Star Steel Plant would succeed.
Since the first dish was not finished, everyone was naturally not very happy.
"Don't hang your head, it's nothing shameful!"
The middle-aged man at the head felt angry when he saw everyone's confused expressions.
Of course, most of them are angry and undisputed.
They were carried out almost simultaneously with the Red Star Steel Plant, even earlier in the planning stage.
The manpower is even more abundant, and the number of elites in the country alone is more than a slap in the face.
But now, it's not as fast as others.
I really can't figure it out.
But I can't figure it out. Their Metallurgical Bureau also filed a record with their superiors, so they must achieve some results.
Otherwise, what's the point?
Therefore, seeing these people acting like this, he knew that scholars should not vent their anger but could only speak.
"Besides, it's just a small furnace, but we want to make it into a 30-ton large converter. If this is done, it will also be a great achievement!"
"Comrades, cheer up, we must win first, not win. We will win in the end."
The leaders all spoke, and the people below didn't dare to show their faces.
Now that the boss has looked away, they can only follow closely.
"Yes! Leader!"
A roar of affirmation came from below, which made the middle-aged leader very pleased.
At the same time, news that the steel plant had achieved a breakthrough using new methods spread to various steel plants.
Some people don't believe it, but after calling, this is the news they got.
Then they doubt that even if they can make it in twenty minutes, it takes them several hours to make one pot. Add in the preparation time and processing time, and sometimes it only takes one pot in a day.
And this is just a small boiler. If it is a large open furnace, it is common for one pot to be produced every few days, let alone one day.
Therefore, everyone felt that the suspicion was justified.
So, a new round of verification calls were picked up again.
One machine department.
Just as Mr. Huang put down the phone, the ring on the table rang again.
Looking at the phone that kept shouting, Huang Lao helplessly picked up the jar and drank two sips of the already cold boiled water to moisten his throat.
None of these guys understand what they are saying?
It was explained so clearly in newspapers and on the radio, and I even called him.
If it weren't for the past friendship, he wouldn't bother to pay attention.
One by one, they have developed dementia before they even reach old age.
Seeing that the phone on the table was still ringing hard, Mr. Huang reluctantly picked up the phone.
"Hey, I am! Who is it?"
A loud voice came, and the next second, Mr. Huang stood up from his seat.
"Chief, why are you on the phone? No, I mean, what are your instructions?"
On the other end of the phone, there was an old man with silver hair in plain military uniform, stroking his beard. The old man's voice was loud, especially behind a pair of round-framed glasses, and his eyes flashed from time to time.
"Huang Daya, listen to the voice, you are a little angry."
"No, no, it's not like the people below are always calling to ask about this and that."
Hearing the nickname he had not been called for a long time from the other side, Mr. Huang was in a daze for a moment, as if on that battlefield with flying shrapnel, someone was calling his name, "Huang Daya, machine gun, machine gun."
"If you don't understand, just ask, what's there to get angry about?"
"Yes, the chief is right."
"I've also heard that your machine department is doing a good job."
When Mr. Huang heard the voice, he immediately laughed and said, "Aren't you talking about solving problems for the country?"
"Okay, let me tell you something in advance so that I can be prepared."
"Chief, wait a minute, when you say that, I feel a little uneasy."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Huang suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was so familiar.
By the way, I think about it, every time he cheated Lao Xia and Lao Sun, it seemed like this.
Squad Leader Zhang followed this routine last time and he was familiar with it.
This, this must be the same, because the person opposite is his old group leader.
"Aren't you sure? You, Huang Daya, are in charge of such a big stall now, and you have an endless supply of good things. Are you not sure?"
"No, Chief, please stop saying that. When we were fighting in the past, every time I heard you say that, it was definitely not good."
"Um?"
An unusual voice came from the other side. Mr. Huang was startled and said quickly, "No, I am preparing to talk. Talk about something."
"That's more or less the same. I'm just going to talk to you privately this time. Let me tell you, if it had been anyone else, I wouldn't have bothered to call."
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"Okay. You have to be mentally prepared for this and make up your own mind when the time comes."
"Yes, yes. How about you still be our old regiment leader? I even talked about you with Squad Leader Zhang yesterday..."
"Zhang Shitou? Forget it, I'll have to beat him up later, sooner or later."
Hearing this, Mr. Huang's heart skipped a beat. He was from the First Machinery Department. Lao Zhang was from the Third Machinery Department.
This is definitely a big deal.
"Originally, the higher-ups have not made a decision, but after receiving your report yesterday and confirming it, they believe that the progress of the steel industry is the basis of industrial progress and the cornerstone of guarding the country. With more steel, we can do more.
things."
"So~"
When Mr. Huang heard this, he felt that the arm holding the microphone was shaking a little, just waiting for the next sentence.
"So, the superiors intend to establish the Seventh Machinery Department..."
"Seventh Machine Department?"
Mr. Huang's voice was trembling, because every time he established a new department, he was cutting off the meat.
"Yes, it is the Seventh Machinery Department. The superiors want to transfer some of the steel, chemical, mechanical and electrical related factories of the First Machinery Department to the Seventh Machinery Department to form a new fist for..."
snap
Mr. Huang sat on the stool and didn't even understand what was said behind him.
"No, Chief, this..."
Huang Lao waited until there was no more sound from the microphone before he spoke. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt aggrieved.
"The third child is getting married, so we paid for the dowry. Later, the fourth and sixth children also got married. OK, we gritted our teeth and divided the family property. But now Xiao Qi comes again, and I..."
"Old chief, no matter how fat we are, we can't stand the hardship."
Mr. Huang was almost crying. How could they become fat sheep as soon as they were in the machine department, and everyone would cut them off?
"Don't stop crying with me about poverty. You are all poor. Then go and see the fourth child. He is still guarding a few broken boats and can't get into the sea. Who do you want him to cry with?"
"You are still saying that you can't stand it. If you, the First Machinery Department, can't stand it, then who else in our country can stand it?"
Mr. Huang stopped talking. Although a lot of dowry and family property were distributed, the First Machinery Department has developed well in recent years. Compared with several other brothers and sisters, he has indeed secured his position as the boss.
Of course, the guy behind the mushroom egg business is also developing rapidly. If he cuts another piece this time, it's really hard to say.
"Okay, why are I telling you so much? This is the superior's decision."
An indifferent voice came from the phone. Huang Lao choked and then sighed. The decision from above, they just have to obey the order.
After a long while, he spoke again, "Okay, Chief, I understand."
"Um!"
Soon, the call was hung up. Mr. Huang sat on the chair and rubbed his eyebrows. The next step was to consider which piece of meat should be cut.
Just when I felt reluctant to leave anywhere, I suddenly remembered what the old chief said at the beginning, the progress of the steel industry...
Isn’t this what happened yesterday?
Could it be that you have set your sights on the Red Star Steel Plant?
Or should we say, Red Star Machinery Factory?
Suddenly, Mr. Huang's eyes narrowed, and after thinking about it carefully, it really meant something like this.
In aerospace, aren't machine factories originally producing engines?
Now liquid oxygen has been introduced.
hiss...
"No, machine shop? No. You can't cut this anywhere."
"Someone, ask Lao Xia to come over."
At that moment, Mr. Huang lost his composure and shouted at the door. Now he thought again and felt that he would be willing to work anywhere except the machinery factory.
...
Jinling, fertilizer factory.
Recently, due to the requirements of superior leaders, the working hours of workers have increased a lot.
Factory Manager Liu also knows that with the current factory conditions, the task of thirty tons cannot be completed at all, but it must be more than usual. Ten tons is always possible.
It also allows the leaders to see the past, which further proves that the fertilizer factory is doing its best.
It is precisely because of this mentality that the workers in the factory are only more rigorous than usual, but deep down they still don't take it seriously.
Just when everyone thought a new day had begun, Director Liu was slumped in his seat, his eyes dull.
The people next to her also looked pale, and the radio in their ears was still ringing with the announcer's unique voice.
"Director, is this true?"
Ye Qiongqiong asked in disbelief, and so did Xu Hongsen.
How come the sky changes after just one nap?
What is the radio saying?
Breakthrough in key liquid oxygen equipment, air compressor no longer a problem?
And what kind of output is that?
It's as easy as an old hen laying eggs.
Upon hearing Ye Qiongqiong's question, Director Liu just raised his head and smiled bitterly.
"It's all on the radio, and it's still fake."
Several people were silent again.
"That…"
Lingling
Suddenly the phone rang, interrupting Ye Qiongqiong's inquiry.
Factory Director Liu gathered his mood and picked up the phone, "Hello, Director Tian, this is Liu Ying."
"It's, um, fifteen tons, okay!"
snap
The call was hung up, surprisingly short.
The phone was hung up, and Director Liu slumped in his chair, looking dazed.
"Director?"
"Um!"
Factory Manager Liu came to his senses and sat down.
"The superior ordered to complete the task of fifteen tons within a week."
"Fifteen tons? We..."
As soon as Xu Hongsen opened his mouth, Director Liu looked over.
"Fifteen tons, if we can't even finish fifteen tons, let's make fertilizer in the future!"
A chill ran down Xu Hongsen's spine and he swallowed his saliva.
"Tell the workers, fifteen tons is the last chance our superiors give us."
"If we can't do it, we'll be doomed..."
Only then did the people in the room realize that this time, they had nothing to rely on and no room for bargaining.