Yu Zimo sat in the office, and the cigarette butts in front of him had already filled the ashtray.
In the past few days, the entire factory has been filled with all kinds of impetuousness.
Call your superiors to verify, ask why, and ask what's going on.
The answers I got were all the same word and there was nothing to say about.
Some people even warned him not to ask what he shouldn't ask.
Just wait.
But no one came to preside over the work for a long time, the entire factory was panicked, and normal production could not keep up, and many people were not attentive to work. How could they continue their tasks?
Smoke sucked in one mouthful, and Yu Zimo retreated into the darkness.
Why do you think so much now?
It's useless to think about it.
Maybe the person who replaces himself is already on the way.
Covering his face with both hands.
Recalling every bit of the past in my mind, how glorious it was to successfully develop the J-7.
He still remembers what the old leader told him when he took over the burden from the old leader.
Serve the country and strengthen the army.
But now...
Tears quietly dripped in the dark...
Bang bang
The knock on the door twice, and then the door was pushed open with great force. Three or four figures walked in, then walked to the side and sat down, silently.
The room was pitch black, but Yu Zimo was shocked when he knew who the person was.
"Old Yu, are you still in charge of the matter?"
"Yes, this workshop is no longer working, and they are arguing all day long, and those who are going to leave, stay in the workshop without moving, and encourage people not to work, what should I do?"
"Old Yu, please say something."
Several people asked each of them.
Yu Zimo touched his pocket and finished smoking.
So I picked up the matchbox and played with it in my hand, "What's the use of speaking? I don't know when I can do it."
After the words fell, the room was silent.
Suddenly, the leading old man stood up, "Old Yu, I, Bian Xiang, speak straightforwardly. I know you don't like it, but for the sake of the factory, I have to say it no matter whether it sounds good or not."
Bian Xiang looked serious, and he made up his mind this time.
The aircraft factory cannot continue to be in chaos and must restore stability as soon as possible.
"I've seen someone with Yang's tribe. Although I didn't say a few words, I knew from the discussions of the people around me that Yang's tribe was an expert."
"And, Yang's men treated everyone equally, not as unbearable as others said."
"The Nine Domains are not a beast, they are our own comrades."
"It's better to contact us instead of waiting here."
"Of course, if it's inconvenient for you, we can come."
"There is Xiao Wu in Jiubu and a few people we know."
After Bian Xiang finished speaking, the few people behind him immediately looked at Yu Zimo.
They didn't want to come at first, so they wanted to contact Jiubu directly and stabilize the situation with their personal prestige.
But Bian Xiang insisted on coming to the ward to say that he could not cross the factory, and he also said that the factory manager and those people were not on the same journey.
He also said that the fire in the factory manager's heart has not yet been extinguished.
Everyone had to come with me.
If the factory manager in front of him still doesn't care about the matter, then they will no longer be blamed.
After Bian Xiang finished speaking, Yu Zimo raised his head, the tears at the corners of his eyes had dried up, and his expression became solemn.
"That's right, this is indeed not a solution."
His voice was dull, and at this moment, Yu Zimo finally made a decision.
Since we have reached the point where there is no way out, there is nothing to worry about.
When everyone heard Yu Zimo's voice, everyone's eyes lit up.
Their appearance is just a temporary solution. If the factory manager stands up at this time, they can better stabilize people's hearts.
“On the light!”
Yu Zimo threw the matchbox in his hand onto the table, and the sound was unquestionable.
Smack
The rope was pulled and the light bulb was on. The dazzling light made several people close their eyes unconsciously.
At this time, Bian Xiang, who was approaching, discovered the tears at the corner of Yu Zimo's eyes.
......
"Hey, Xiao Wu, it's me."
Yu Zimo's voice came from the public phone, which surprised Wu Zhe, and immediately thought of the purpose of the other party's call.
Ever since it was reported that Shengjing Aircraft Factory was transferred to Unit 9, he had thought that someone would call him.
After all, I have been there and I know some things in my heart.
To be honest, he was somewhat looking forward to the merger of the aircraft factory into the Nine Divisions.
It is not because the nine ministry expanded its influence, but because it is happy for those in the aircraft factory who have always been on the front line.
Since leading the team to Sijiu City, he has never been bothered by other things.
Then nine more were added.
Here, he can devote himself to his work and have a dedicated person to solve other things.
Now, those comrades who have fought together can also study it without distraction like him. This is to be happy for them from the bottom of their hearts.
I look forward to the arrival of this day earlier.
I also hope that the former comrades will fight side by side again.
But I didn't expect that the first person to fight was the old factory manager who had taken great care of him before.
"Manager, why do you have time to call me?"
Wu Zhe put down his messy thoughts and began to make things politely.
"Hey, the whole factory is panicking now, I have a lot of skills."
Yu Zimo said as if nothing had happened, but the meaning of the words was to tell Wu Zhe about the situation in the factory.
"Yeah?"
Wu Zhe frowned.
"yes!"
A long sigh came from the opposite side.
After a few words, the two of them became silent.
"Xiao Wu, this factory is our hard work, and the property of the country and the people."
"I hope you can mention it to the leaders of the Ninth Ministry and give your comrades a reassurance as soon as possible."
After the other party finished speaking, his voice changed again without waiting for Wu Zhe to answer.
"Xiao Wu, I, old braid..."
"Uncle Braid, you are here too."
This time Wu Zhe's voice was obviously more enthusiastic.
"I'm here too, can't I be there?"
"I tell you, it's not just me, but also Lao Li, Lao Suntou, and the Fire Bull, and the one with a bad temper are there."
"Hey, Uncle Li, Uncle Sun, Uncle Niu, hello."
Wu Zhe didn't dare to be proud of this. These people are all seniors he has followed in the industry. He has achieved his achievements today and has their help.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Furthermore, the people Bian Xiang mentioned are all the best in aircraft design research, and each of them has real skills.
It doesn’t matter if Shengjing Aircraft Factory loses its director and secretary, it still works if it changes to another one.
But if they were gone, Shengjing Aircraft Factory would be greatly damaged.
"You kid is now promising. You go to Sijiu City and get the J-10th straight. You are so tall. Do you look down on us who are playing the Eighth Boss now?"
Suddenly a voice came, and Wu Zhe immediately knew that this was the hot-tempered Uncle Niu, so he quickly spoke, "Uncle Niu, don't dare to say that. I'm here, just a small character who helps, don't dare."
"Ha, you don't dare to make a phone call during festivals. You don't even say anything about such a big deal. Do you think we're useless and want to drive us out together?"
"Oh, Uncle Niu, if you say that, I will take a plane back tomorrow. I will bring wine and pig ears back. Will I apologize to you?"
"Stop it, you have eaten this trick for me for more than ten years, and I still have this trick."
Uncle Niu said impatiently, but his tone was no longer as stiff as before.
"Okay, I'll say."
Bian Xiang pushed Uncle Niu who came over to the side, "Xiao Wu, Director Yu just said it clearly."
"I know you have a good relationship with Yang's man now. Please help me find out the situation. Our factory is making a big fuss now, it's not good."
"Some people are still capable and need to be transferred now, which is not good."
"Isn't this a waste after learning for most of my life?"
"There are those who go to college. It's not easy to train a country. Letting him move bricks is a waste of his ability."
"Xiao Wu, you also know our situation. Uncle, don't try your best to fight for it. You just need to tell the facts to Yang's tribe. I know that Yang's tribe is very good and a responsible person."
Wu Zhe took a deep breath after hearing this, then calmly said, "Uncle Bian, and Director Yu, I will tell the truth now, including the current situation and the past situation."
The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then the voice of the factory director Yu came, "No problem."
Upon hearing this, Wu Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, then thought of something, gritted his teeth and spoke again.
"Manager, I have a good uncle, you must be mentally prepared for something."
"you say."
Wu Zhe was still calculating in his heart, but when he thought about the news about the Ninth Division was announced in just two days, he gritted his teeth and said, "Director Yu, Shengjing Aircraft Factory will be under the jurisdiction of the Ninth Division in the future."
"So, it's not appropriate to call Shengjing Aircraft Factory."
"What's that called?"
Yu Zimo's face changed.
Shengjing Airport has become a regional symbol.
It is also a symbol of the hearts of these Shengjing Aerospace People.
Now, is it gone?
Not only Yu Zimo, but also Bian Xiang and others felt uncomfortable.
This is an aircraft factory that they have devoted great efforts.
Can't even keep the name now?
Several people looked ugly.
Upon hearing the inquiry, Wu Zhe replied, "In the future, Shengjing Aircraft Factory will be renamed Hongxing Aircraft Manufacturing Factory."
"Red Star Aircraft Manufacturing Plant?"
Everyone heard the voice and looked solemn.
Wu Zhe didn't say anything more, telling them that these had violated the regulations, and he would be uncertain about the others.
After hanging up the phone, Wu Zhe looked at the sky. Thinking of Yang Xiaotao's current situation, he would rather not disturb him.
"Let's talk about it tomorrow."
After saying that, Wu Zhe walked home.
On the other side, the few people who hung up the phone were silent in the office.
"Damn it, isn't it just changing the name?"
"If you change the soup or not, as long as we are still there, the soul of the aircraft factory will still be there!"
Uncle Niu patted his thighs, and the sound of slapping kept ringing, but he was reluctant to leave.
"Isn't it just a change of name? What's the big deal?"
Bian Xiang took out the cigarette and lit it, and then said quietly.
Everyone was confused, and Bian Xiang looked at Yu Zimo and said, "In the past, people said that we were the aircraft factory in Shengjing."
"In the future, if we ask again, we will say it is the national aircraft factory."
Upon hearing this, after everyone was silent, bright colors burst out in their eyes.
"Old braid, do you think we will make J-10 in the future?"
"Will it build a better aircraft than the J-10?"
Suddenly, Uncle Li asked.
In the room, everyone's breathing suddenly became heavy.