Qin Hai gently knocked on Song Hongxuan's door, and then heard someone in the room asking: "Who is it?"
"Is this Comrade Song Hongxuan?" Qin Hai asked.
The door opened, and a young man with messy hair and a thin body appeared in front of Qin Hai. As Yu Junsheng described, this man's spectacle lenses were thicker than the bottom of a wine bottle, but Qin Hai could clearly see from behind the lenses.
To a pair of wise eyes.
"I am Song Hongxuan, who are you..." Song Hongxuan looked at Qin Hai and Qiao Changsheng and asked in a surprised tone.
"I am an engineer at Pingyuan Iron and Steel Plant, and my name is Qin Hai." Qin Hai introduced himself. He has many identities. On this occasion, he felt that it would be more appropriate to use this identity to introduce himself.
"Qin Hai?" Song Hongxuan muttered the name, and suddenly a light flashed in his eyes. He raised his head and looked at Qin Hai, and asked in an uncertain tone: "Are you Qin Hai?"
"Well, I am indeed Qin Hai, but I don't know if it is the Qin Hai you are talking about." Qin Hai replied with a smile. He didn't know why Song Hongxuan knew his name, but the look in Song Hongxuan's eyes
There was a hint of goodwill in it, and he probably didn't have any bad impression of Qin Hai.
"Please come in." Song Hongxuan opened the door and called Qin Hai and Qiao Changsheng into the room. As he walked into the room, he quickly packed away the books spread out on the stool, table and bed, and gave them to Qin Hai.
He and Qiao Changsheng made room to sit down.
"I'm sorry, usually no one comes to my little nest, so I made too much mess." Song Hongxuan said apologetically, and at the same time he took out two cups from nowhere and poured water for Qin and Hai.
Qin Hai and Qiao Changsheng sat down on the stools respectively. Qin Hai thanked Song Hongxuan and then began to look at the small room.
This room is only about ** square meters. Apart from a bed, a school desk and a few stools, the rest of the space is filled with some homemade wooden shelves. All these pieces of wood
On the shelves, there are piles of books, notebooks, papers and other items. Many books can be seen with bookmarks, and some books even have more than one bookmark.
Just having a lot of books doesn't make Qin Hai feel anything strange, because this is just a shabby room for a bookworm at best. What surprises Qin Hai is that although Song Hongxuan said modestly that the room was too messy, in fact there were all kinds of things in the room.
The furniture is arranged in a certain order. Although there are many kinds of information, it is well organized and does not feel messy at all.
Just before Qin Hai and Qiao Changsheng came in, Song Hongxuan didn't know what he was studying and spread out books and materials all over the room. But as soon as they came in, Song Hongxuan picked them up and all the books were neatly arranged.
Back to their original positions. Also, when Song Hongxuan was looking for cups to pour water for them, he also immediately found the cups and thermos bottles. If he replaced them with another bachelor, he would have to rummage through the cabinets for a long time without being able to guarantee that he would find clean and suitable cups.
"Director Song's house is very tidy." Qin Hai couldn't help but sigh.
Qin Hai didn't know Song Hongxuan's current position, so he could only call Song Hongxuan according to the position of deputy director of the workshop mentioned by Yu Youheng. When Song Hongxuan heard this title, he was slightly stunned. Then he smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "Qin Gong
It's better not to call me that. I'm just a data manager now, and the masters in the factory all call me Song Guan."
"Guan Song..." Qin Hai felt a chill. Qingfeng Factory also had administrators called "Guan X," but they were usually old men or middle-aged women. Song Hongxuan looked like an intellectual.
His image was called "Song Guan". It was a bit unharmonious. Qin Hai thought for a while and said: "How about this? Let's not be polite. You call me Xiao Qin and I call you Lao Song. How about that?"
?”
"Haha, that's a good title." Song Hongxuan accepted Qin Hai's proposal with a smile. His smile made Qin Hai feel at ease. This scholar had a cheerful personality and it seemed that he was not difficult to get along with.
"You just said that my house is tidy? That's a bit exaggerated. I just tried the smooth and fixed requirements. In fact, it is mainly to make it easier for me to find things." Song Hongxuan pointed to his house and said.
"Are you talking about the requirements for fixed-location management?" Qin Hai's eyes lit up and he asked Song Hongxuan.
"Why, Qin Gong has also been exposed to Mr. Aoki Kameo's theory?" Song Hongxuan also asked in a surprised manner.
"No, no, I don't know who came up with this theory, I just heard about this concept." Qin Hai quickly explained.
Positioning management is a theory in production site management. Its content refers to placing the items that need to be used in the production process in the correct position through sorting, rectification and other activities, so that people, things, and places are in the best combination.
In order to achieve the requirements of improving labor productivity and safety production.
The first person to propose fixed-location management was Japanese industrial engineering expert Kameo Aoki. In the mid-1980s, Senri Shimizu, a student of Aoki-Kameo, went to China to give lectures and systematically introduced the concept of fixed-location management to Chinese enterprises. At that time, such a concept was very avant-garde.
Yes, it was indeed shocking for Qin Hai to hear it from Song Hongxuan. As for Qin Hai's own understanding of this concept, it was entirely due to his identity as a time traveler, because this concept has become common sense in later generations.
"I have thought about this method myself in the past, but after recently reading Mr. Aoki's theory introduced in a magazine, I feel that it has benefited a lot. The Japanese's theoretical accumulation in management is much better than ours, and we are not convinced.
No." Song Hongxuan said.
"By the way, Old Song, you haven't explained yet. You just said that I am Qin Hai. What are you referring to?" Qin Hai asked with a smile.
Song Hongxuan also smiled, took out a bulging envelope from somewhere, handed it to Qin Hai, and said, "You will know after you look at this."
Qin Hai took the envelope suspiciously, took a look at it, and found that the address of the letter was written "Economic Committee of An Ho Province". He opened the envelope, took out the letterhead inside, and was shocked after reading only one line. It turned out that,
This is a letter calling on the Economic Committee of An Ho Province to protect North Korea.
A request for instructions report on waste slag from various steel plants in Xixi City stated that the waste slag may be rich in minerals such as tantalum and niobium, which have extremely high economic value. Judging from the signing date at the end of the report, it is Ichiro Kawashima and Beixi Steel
At that time, the factory was negotiating to clean up the slag.
"You mean, you also noticed the slag thing?" Qin Hai asked Song Hongxuan in surprise.
Song Hongxuan said: "I also noticed this problem accidentally, but due to limited conditions, I was unable to identify the composition of the slag. Before the Japanese came, I didn't feel the urgency of the matter. I heard that the Japanese were going to transport
I couldn't bear to remove these slags, so I wrote this report and prepared to send it to the Provincial Economic Commission
, let them investigate the matter. Who knew, before I could send the letter, I heard that a young man named Qin Hai came from Pingyuan County, drove a car to stop the train carrying slag, and finally stopped the train carrying slag.
That Japanese was caught, it was really satisfying. Alas, I feel ashamed to say it, I really don’t have as much courage as you."
"So that's it." Qin Hai smiled. It seems that blocking the train really gave him a lot of points. In the Beixi Steel Plant, not many people knew about his other deeds. But he said
The incident of blocking the train is a household name. Even if some people don’t know the name Qin Hai, they at least know that there was such a sensational incident. The former factory director Wang Yiqiao was transferred because of this matter.
How could people not know?
"By the way, Xiao Qin, why did you come to our Beigang, and why did you come to me?" Song Hongxuan then remembered to ask Qin Hai about his purpose. He had a very speculative chat with Qin Hai just now.
He actually forgot to ask Qin Hai how he found him here.
Qin Haidao: "If I said that I came here because of its reputation, would you believe it?"
"I don't believe it." Song Hongxuan replied decisively, "I don't have anything worthy of attention, how could you possibly know my name?"
Qin Haidao: "What I said is true. I heard that you once served as the deputy director of the No. 2 open-hearth furnace workshop of Beigang and you are very good at managing production, so I came here to invite you to work."
"Invite me to come out?" Song Hongxuan asked strangely, "What, you have been transferred to work at Beigang?"
Qin Haidao: "You can put it this way. The Pingyuan Iron and Steel Plant where I work contracted the No. 2 open-hearth furnace workshop of Bei Steel and is preparing to introduce a market-oriented business model, but now there is a lack of a good workshop director. Someone recommended you to me.
, so I came here to ask for help."
"I see." Song Hongxuan nodded after hearing this explanation. As long as he was a worker who had worked in the No. 2 open-hearth furnace workshop, he must have been impressed by him, and it was reasonable to recommend him to Qin Hai. However, he
After all, he is a person who has been named by the superiors and has made political mistakes. Isn't Qin Hai taboo about this?
"Xiao Qin, since you know that I was the deputy director of the No. 2 open-hearth furnace workshop, you must also know why I was dismissed, right?" Song Hongxuan asked.
Qin Hai said bluntly: "I heard it was because of political issues, but the specific details are not clear."
"That's it." Song Hongxuan said, "I have a big problem. I was directly named by the province. After I was dismissed, Beigang changed leaders three times, but they didn't dare to use me as an imperial prisoner. Don't you think
Aren't you afraid of being implicated by me?"
He spoke so seriously, but his tone was ridiculing, as if he didn't take his so-called political issues to heart. Perhaps because he knew about Qin Hai's deeds of blocking a train, he had an instinctive sense of identification with Qin Hai.
Therefore, I was more open-minded when I spoke.
"Old Song, can I ask what political mistakes you made that caused you to be relegated to the sidelines and will never be used again. If you tell me clearly, I might give up. What do you think?" Qin Hai
He also changed his tone to a joking tone and said to Song Hongxuan. (To be continued...)