Xiang Jiyong and the other three people left. Ning Zhongying sat behind his desk, lit another cigarette, then pointed to the sofa and said, "Xiao Qin, if you have anything to do, sit down and talk."
Qin Hai sat down and said: "Director Ning, the person who came to see me at the train station this morning was Platoon Leader Ge Dongyan from the Provincial Military Region. He was Commander Yue's former guard. This time he came to contact me on the order of Commander Yue.
mine."
"Well, you told me about this." Ning Zhongying said.
Qin Haidao: "What I told you last time about cooperating with the army to produce military shovels has now taken shape. The Iraqi military has ordered 20,000 military shovels from us, and part of the money has been paid in advance."
"Did you really make it happen?" Ning Zhongying became interested. When Qin Hai first told him about this matter, he was still a little doubtful. He felt that doing military business, and also foreign trade, could not be so easy.
.Unexpectedly, this matter was accomplished in less than a month.
Qin Haidao: "In fact, no matter what product, as long as the quality is good and the price is advantageous, there is no need to worry about lack of sales. This is true for rotary tillers, and it is also true for military shovels. In a few years, the world's market will be occupied by Chinese products, and China will
It will become the world’s factory.”
"You're really out of breath when you say you're fat." Ning Zhongying scolded, "Stop saying such unrealistic words. Only what you get is true. By the way, you said you should report to me if you have anything.
Is this what it is?"
Qin Haidao: "There are several things, but they are all related to this matter."
"Say it." Ning Zhongying said.
Qin Haidao: "The first thing is related to our factory. I will handle the steel for these 20,000 military shovels myself. But for the machining of the military shovels, we need the cooperation of our factory. I want the processing of each military shovel
The price is calculated at 10 yuan, what do you think?"
"You need to discuss this with Xiang Jiyong. You need to calculate the working hours and energy consumption. The factory cannot give you private work at a loss." Ning Zhongying said with a straight face.
Qin Hai smiled and said: "Director Ning, don't worry. Director Xiang will definitely laugh at the processing fee of 10 yuan a piece. This is mass production, and special tooling can be used, and the production efficiency is very high.
Our factory’s own cost will definitely not exceed 5 yuan.”
"I can't listen to your one-sided remarks. You'd better let Director Xiang do the math. If it's like what you said, the factory can take over and make some contribution to the army." Ning Zhongying said.
Hearing Ning Zhongying speak so awe-inspiring, Qin Hai was really dumbfounded. The processing fee was 10 yuan a piece, and 20,000 military shovels were 200,000 yuan. A week ago, if someone could find 20,000 yuan for Qingfeng Factory,
Ning Zhongying will treat him as an honored guest. Now that he is rushing to send him 200,000 yuan of business, Ning Zhongying actually looks unhappy. Times have really changed. If he had known that he would not be there when he was in Pujiang
Helped Qingfeng Factory find so much business.
Of course, this was just a joke in Qin Hai's heart. He also knew that Ning Zhongying didn't look down on the 200,000 yuan business, but just wanted to show off in front of him. He went on to say: "The second thing, talk to Ning Mo and the others.
Related. I would like to ask Ning Mo, Yu Haitao and Miao Lei to help me for a while, hoping that the factory can approve their leave."
This was Qin Hai's impromptu idea. He felt that there was no one he could trust at the steel factory. Although he planned to let his father be the director of the factory, his father was from outside the county and was not familiar with the situation in the county.
, and secondly, they are country people. Sometimes when dealing with workers, they will look down upon them. Thinking of this, he planned to let Ningmo and the others stay in the factory for a while, and it would be best to control a few key things.
link.
Ning Mo and others are all apprentices and are not indispensable figures in the factory. Taking a period of leave will not affect the work of Qingfeng Factory. However, if this kind of leave is not recognized by the factory,
Taking leave for too long will leave a bad impression in the factory, which will be detrimental to them.
Therefore, Qin Hai simply took advantage of this opportunity and asked for leave from Ning Zhongying on behalf of them. He thought that he had made such a big contribution to the factory, and the military shovel project was equivalent to cooperation with the factory.
I just sent a processing order worth 200,000 yuan. Ning Zhongying shouldn't give up this little face.
Ning Zhongying pondered for a moment and said: "Yu Haitao and Miao Lei can do it, but Ning Mo can't."
"Why?" Qin Hai asked.
Ning Zhongying said: "Ning Mo is my son. If he gets involved in your affairs and the factory takes your processing order, the workers will have opinions."
Qin Haidao: "Director Ning is too sensitive. Ning Mo is my friend, and there is nothing wrong with him helping me. For the processing of military shovels, I gave Qingfeng Factory a processing fee of 10 yuan a piece, which is already a very favorable price. Who can
What can you say? Your son is no worse than others. The revolution does not even ask about his origin, let alone just asking for a leave."
"Haha, it's even online." Ning Zhongying was amused by Qin Hai. He thought for a while and asked: "Qin Hai, tell me the truth, why do you insist on getting Ningmo to do it with you?
what idea?"
Qin Haidao: "Director Ning, don't be angry if I tell you this. When Ning Mo and I became friends, I didn't know your name yet. We are just friends and like each other. There is nothing inappropriate about doing something together. If
You have to ask why, and I will tell you that Ning Mo is loyal, principled, and has business acumen. If you work with me, you will be more successful than being a blacksmith under you."
"Hmm... Okay, I'm sure." Ning Zhongying was moved by Qin Hai's words. As a father, who wouldn't like his child to be successful. Qin Hai's ability and character, Ning Zhongying is
Believe it or not, his son working with Qin Hai is indeed better than being a blacksmith in the factory.
"If you ask them to report, it will be regarded as suspension of employment. During this period, they cannot receive wages from the factory, do you understand?" Ning Zhongying said.
"No problem!" Qin Hai responded.
"This is the second thing. Are there any others?" Ning Zhongying asked.
Qin Hai nodded: "The third thing is that I have to ask for leave myself."
"No!" Ning Zhongying flatly refused before Qin Hai finished speaking.
"Why?" Qin Hai was really a little strange this time. He had been following Ning Zhongying for so long. He had no credit but hard work. He couldn't even take two days off?
Ning Zhongying raised his eyes and said: "You have brought so much business by yourself, but you clearly know that Leng Yuming can't get the technology of these materials. Are you going to let Qingfeng Factory catch you blindly again?"
"Who said it was time to give up... Well, I didn't make it clear. I'm not asking for a long leave, I'm just asking for two days' leave." Only then did Qin Hai realize that he had made an mistake. He had helped Ning Mo and others to ask for leave.
It was a long vacation, and next he said that he also wanted to take leave. Naturally, Ning Zhongying thought that he was also going to resort to furlough, so why not be impatient?
"Take two days off..." Ning Zhongying muttered, then waved her hands and said: "Go ahead, go ahead. You are from the foundry workshop. For such things as asking for leave, just ask Miao Funan for approval. I am from the first factory.
I don't have enough time to care about your trivial matters."
"Old Master Shengming!" Qin Hai laughed and stood up, bowed symbolically to Ning Zhongying, opened the door and left.
"This stinky boy!" Ning Zhongying cursed in his heart, but with a smile on his face. He thought for a while, picked up the phone in his hand, dialed a number, and said: "Switchboard, please call me.
Take the long-distance call from the outside and ask Mayor Chai of the city government..."
In the next few days, everyone was busy. Ning Mo and others were seizing the time to resume production at the steel plant. Xiang Jiyong led a group of production department cadres to organize production, and Leng Yuming worked day and night to sort out the technology.
According to the document, Xiao Dongping had already arrived in Haidong Province and was scrambling with Haidong Agricultural Materials Company to implement the order for Qingfeng Factory.
Qin Hai rested one night in the factory and drove a jeep to Hongze early the next morning, arriving at the office of the Metallurgical Department of Anhe Institute of Technology.
"Classmate, who are you looking for?"
Qin Hai was looking around in the corridor when a passing teacher spotted him and asked casually.
"Classmate?" Qin Hai was a little stunned. It took him a while to realize that the other person was indeed talking about him. He is only 18 years old now and looks like a college student.
"Oh, I'm not a student of our school. I'm here to contact and collaborate. Which office is Mr. Li Linguang in?" Qin Hai asked.
"Teacher Li...he is at the third door on the right in front. You can ask after you enter." The teacher replied.
"Thank you." Qin Hai thanked him and followed the teacher's instructions to find the office. He looked around at the door and saw that there were more than a dozen desks in the office, with three desks arranged into one.
The layout of the group. Because the room is not large, after more than a dozen tables were placed, it seemed extremely crowded.
There were seven or eight teachers working in the room, all of them immersed in writing, and some were calculating something with an abacus. At that time, small calculators were not yet popular, so regular calculations could only be done.
With the help of abacus, this gadget can be regarded as standard equipment for scientific researchers.
Qin Hai carefully looked at everyone in the room, and finally focused on a middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the room. This man was wearing a round-neck T-shirt on his upper body, commonly known as an "old man's shirt", and on his lower body
He was wearing a pair of large pants and a pair of ordinary cloth shoes. Such an outfit was not uncommon in the family courtyard of Qingfeng Agricultural Machinery Factory, but it seemed a bit out of place in the teacher's office of Anhe Institute of Technology.
Because the man's back was to the door, Qin Hai couldn't see his face clearly. But Qin Hai was sure that this man must be Li Linguang, the famous "sweeping monk" in the academic circle of metallurgical science and technology in later generations.