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1959 I can’t do it without Yang Xiaotao

The convoy set off, led by the escorts from the Seventh Machinery Department.

However, this time Captain Lin and Ran's father were sitting in the back of the car, and the two were communicating.

Although Ran's father didn't drink much, he was still a little drunk.

"Director, from now on we have a foothold in Quancheng."

As Captain Lin said, Father Ran put down his hand that was rubbing his brow and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Hey, when we were drinking just now, wasn't the other party's second-in-command present? He said that when our research team from the Seventh Machinery Department comes, they can stay directly in the guest house."

"Also, all hospitality specifications are based on the best."

"Also, the car factory will provide help to our fleet and supplies will be replenished."

"I've calculated that by lying down, our regular consumption can be replenished."

Captain Lin said, the excitement on his face could no longer be suppressed.

Speaking of which, the foundation of the Seventh Machine Department is still too thin.

Although on the surface many factories have been transferred from various machine departments to complement the structure, when it comes to the actual situation, people's recognition of the Seventh Machinery Department is still not high.

Even some local governments don't like it.

This is why they often eat and sleep in the open when they go out.

In comparison, the First Machinery Department has carried out rectifications across the country in recent years, and has achieved remarkable results in recent years.

Local machinery factories are important local units, even backbone units.

Calculated in this way, the influence of the First Machinery Department in the local area is far higher than that in other places.

Although the Machinery Factory was separated from the No.1 Machinery Department, who doesn't know that several big guys in the No.1 Machinery Department are raised as their own daughters. If they go back to their parents' home to file a complaint and say "bullied", it is estimated that the above few

An old guy can call you right away.

Regardless of whether it is justified or not, if the higher-ups find out about this, it will definitely not be good.

Therefore, everyone's attitude toward the machinery factory is respectful, and even if they don't like it, they won't offend it.

As for those who like it, they will naturally love Wujiwu.

And the fleet of their Seventh Machinery Department is that lucky crow.

This is not to say that it is not a good thing, on the contrary, having local support is definitely a good thing for them.

"Go back and talk to the chief about this matter."

Ran's father thought for a while, and finally decided to go back and report.

But in my heart I felt much better.

This trip finally made up for most of the losses, and it was considered a good deal.

Behind the convoy.

Xiaobo drove the car, and Yang Xiaotao sat in the passenger seat.

As for Hao Pingchuan and Wang Hao, they sat in the back.

This Huanghe heavy truck just produced by Quancheng Automobile Factory was originally intended for a machinery factory.

After the northwest Yanzhou branch was built, a number of trucks were needed as transportation tools.

This kind of good thing naturally fell on the head of Quancheng Automobile Factory.

So this time, they drove one first.

"Mr. Yang, please go back directly this time."

Xiaobo asked uncertainly, looking around while driving.

Among the four people in the carriage, he was the only one who didn't drink.

Wang Hao didn't drink much, Hao Pingchuan didn't drink much, and Yang Xiaotao...

Drink a lot.

"Yes, go home directly."

Yang Xiaotao said seriously, "Just in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

The goal of this journey has been achieved.

Moreover, there were no accidents.

That's a good thing.

He believes that the next trip will be smooth sailing.

Next, it’s time to go home.

Thinking of his wife and children at home, Yang Xiaotao stretched out his hand and leaned on the chair, then closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.

Hao Pingchuan glanced at it, but shook his head helplessly. What was supposed to be done in a few days actually took three or four times longer.

I could have gone back to Shanghai to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, but now I can only watch a few people celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

What's going on!

Forget it, let's go to Lao Luobo's house and make do with it.

...

Sijiucheng, Machinery Factory.

In the third workshop, director Ma Jun was inspecting the surroundings.

As an old employee, although I have just been promoted to become the director, I still have management experience after having been the deputy director for many years.

"Director, we need a machine tool here."

Just when Ma Jun walked to a production unit, the team leader who was in charge of production came up and complained, "Look, what is this Venus machine like? We repaired it, used it, repaired it, and made it."

Many of the parts are substandard.”

"Look, why don't you go to the second workshop and tell us that our workshop really needs new machine tools."

"That's right, Director, if we keep doing this, other machine tools won't last long."

Several team leaders nearby also came over and complained.

Ma Jun knew that it was not just a few people who came to cause trouble for him. After all, they were all old brothers, and they definitely needed support. It was better than those who came parachuted in from other workshops.

But the problem is real. During the recent period, the number of machine tools produced by the second workshop is indeed a bit low.

"This is not only happening in our second workshop, but also in the other two workshops."

"We have all reported it, but the second workshop also has its own difficulties."

As a workshop manager, Ma Jun is also considered a senior executive of the machinery factory, and he has the right to know some things.

Recently, United Star over at the steel plant is researching new alloy materials, and naturally the output of these alloys is less.

The second workshop received less alloy materials, so it was naturally unable to increase production.

So far, we have only maintained the original output.

But now there are more and more machine tools in demand in various places, especially the establishment of the Yanzhou branch, which requires a large number of equipment and instruments, and the northwest branch, which also needs to expand its scale and production capacity. The demand for machine tools exceeds supply.

If you give them more, you will naturally have less for yourself.

That's why this happens.

"Director, is it because Mr. Yang is not here that they are bullying our machinery factory?"

Suddenly someone spoke.

Ma Jun was shocked when he heard this, and wanted to scold him, not to talk nonsense, but when he saw the people around him looking at him in the same way, he couldn't say anything else.

"It must be true. When Mr. Yang is here, who dares to bully our workshop?"

"That's right, that's it. In the past, all good things were picked up for use in our workshop, but now, we have become stepmothers."

"It's not..."

As the discussion intensified and there were more and more people around, Ma Jun quickly shouted, "Stop talking, if Mr. Yang comes back and knows that you are working like this, you will look good."

The people around him immediately shut up after hearing this, and then some people turned around and started working.

"Okay, this matter is not about the factory. There are various reasons. Don't think blindly."

"Go back to work quickly."

Ma Jun dismissed the group leaders in front of him before walking out.

I felt a little sad in my heart, Yang Xiaotao's prestige was too high in this workshop.

This is still the third workshop.

If I had gone to several other workshops, I don’t know if anyone would have been able to walk out standing if someone said something bad.

I was just feeling emotional and a little scared.

If Mr. Yang never comes back, how should we manage this workshop?

When I walked out of the workshop gate, I met Lou Xiao'e coming out of the fourth workshop.

"Secretary Lou, where have you been?"

"Director Ma!"

Lou Xiao'e stopped and smoothed her hair around her ears. This kind of neat, vertical hair that has become popular recently just covers her ears and looks full of power.

Paired with a set of grass-green cloth military uniforms, it has become the current mainstream.

"I just went to a workshop. There was an accident there and it needs to be dealt with."

Lou Xiao'e didn't hide anything. As a workshop director, she naturally had to know about this kind of thing.

"There was an accident?"

"Well, a worker injured his finger while operating a machine tool and is being treated at the medical station..."

"Hey, why don't you be careful about this kind of thing?"

Ma Jun knew that if his finger was seriously injured, he would have to do other work, and his wages would naturally be reduced.

"By the way, Secretary Lou, when will Mr. Yang come back?"

Lou Xiao'e shook her head after hearing this, "I don't know either."

Hearing this, Ma Jun sighed.

When Lou Xiao'e saw it, she asked, "Director Ma, do you have something urgent to do with Mr. Yang?"

"No, it's just that some situations have been reported in the workshop recently..."

Then Ma Jun told what happened in the workshop, and Lou Xiaoe shook her head helplessly after hearing this.

"The United Star Research Institute over there at the steel plant is said to have a cooperative relationship with our machinery plant, but Mr. Yang is also the director, so he always thinks of us."

"This time they are going to study new alloys, which is also the task that Mr. Yang said!"

Ma Jun nodded after hearing this, they all knew this.

"Have they researched it?"

Ma Jun was curious about what the other party was researching and why he had so many resources.

"No."

Lou Xiao'e answered simply and neatly, because there were too many people who cared about this, and Deputy Director Chen and Deputy Director Wang asked all day long.

"How long will it take to make it?"

"have no idea!"

Well, Ma Jun felt that he shouldn't ask. After all, when studying alloys, sometimes it might not be possible to make one in a year or two.

Let’s consider how to maintain the machine tool.

United Star Research Institute.

Zhang Guanyu was staring at the experiment site not far away.

Next to him, Wang Manshan, deputy leader of the technical team, was holding a cigarette and looking serious.

Xu Ning and others around him also opened their eyes wide, looking forward to the results of this experiment.

Several people put their minds on something not far away, but they had no idea in their hearts.

Zhang Guanyu and the others discovered that they could use better alloy materials to replace the current titanium alloys to ensure the smooth development of aircraft engines.

At that time, I proposed to Yang Xiaotao that since high-temperature resistant materials can be improved on the basis of titanium alloys, it should also be possible to improve the existing titanium alloys to increase their strength and complete the production of engine turbines.

At that time, Yang Xiaotao agreed to the plan after some consideration.

And before leaving, he also came to the research center to cheer everyone up, hoping to complete the research as soon as possible without delaying the research and development progress.

At that time, United Stars researchers were even more confident.

Isn't it just to adjust the material formula, isn't it just to do more experimental verification? It's not like they haven't done it before.

In their opinion, this kind of thing can always be done as long as it is done step by step.

Can...

More than half a month has passed, and the experiment has consumed a lot of materials, but the results have not made any progress.

At least, so far, there has been no progress.

"Come out."

While several people were looking forward to it, a shout came from not far away, and several people rushed over to check.

"Come out, please be careful."

As the on-site commander, An Zhongsheng waved to the people rushing around him. There could be no accidents at this time.

The old man stood up from the chair beside him.

As the deputy leader of the R&D team, he naturally has to support the R&D team when Yang Xiaotao is away.

Coupled with the fact that he is the deputy director of the institute, Lao Dao is under a lot of pressure.

At this moment, looking at the finished product coming out in front of him, the old man unconsciously pinched his fingers and began to count.

Zang Wei, who was in charge of the operation, followed the finished product step by step. In the evening, the measurement of the entire alloy material began.

Everyone didn't care about eating and continued to wait.

Time passed by minute by second, and it gradually came to midnight.

And as the measurement data appeared and the sounds fell, the hearts of the people around them were also nervous.

The veteran's hand gestures were almost sticky.

After the last set of data came out, everyone immediately looked at An Zhongsheng.

In his place, all the data are gathered together to represent the results of this experiment.

Zhang Guanyu was watching from the sidelines, and he could understand the data above with his eyes closed.

The previous data is basically consistent with the titanium alloy TiG01. The next step is the hardness of the new alloy.

If the hardness is up to standard, it will be considered a success this time.

But when An Zhongsheng reported the experimental data, Zhang Guanyu's expression suddenly dropped.

He knew without the final result that the experiment failed again.

Silently walking aside, Zhang Guanyu picked up the notebook he carried with him. The above sets of data were the product of rigorous calculations.

But the wrong numbers were entered later.

Turn to the last page, which is also the last of all experiments.

Looking at the data in front of him, Zhang Guanyu took out the pen with trembling hands and stopped behind.

Finally, I finally used it and drew a big wrong number.

At this time, the voices of disappointment came from the front.

The old Taoist even put his hands into his sleeves, hiding his trembling arms and murmured to himself, "Sure enough, it's not possible to leave Yang Xiaotao, right?"


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