The buffet party has still become a good social place. In addition to some senior staff of the Academy of Sciences, those who can participate in this banquet are senior officials of Novosibirsk City.
Today's lunch was so sumptuous that some participants felt that Dean Lysenko was a bit extravagant. Even though the Academy of Sciences' funding was mainly provided by Moscow, there was no need to put out a large amount of barbecue and pastries.
Some people thought that extravagance was wrong, but no one stood up and pointed it out. Instead, everyone took a plate and cut the meat on the roasted lamb.
"It's this buffet again. Do you have to be so extravagant every day?" In the end, Yang Mingzhi raised another objection to Lysenko.
"Only on important days, such a dinner is held." Lysenko shrugged, "Maybe your wife will be very happy."
"Of course she will be happy..."
Yang Mingzhi looked down at his wife's little head. The look in her eyes was so familiar. She just waited for her husband to give the order and she would rush over to have a good meal.
"My dear, you must be hungry."
"I...I'm okay."
"After walking for a while, you should be hungry. Go ahead and remember to eat more meat and less cream cake."
If he is not active in eating, is there nothing wrong with his thinking? Yang Mingzhi is indeed not very interested in eating today. In the small banquet hall, he can easily see the two middle-aged people sitting on the tables and chairs against the wall. Although
It was a one-on-one relationship today. The two were the top administrative leaders of Novosibirsk City, and Yang Mingzhi knew it very well.
"Comrade Lysenko, it seems I don't have to eat today."
"what did you say?"
"I will eat some snacks at most. I think there are very distinguished friends waiting to wave with me?"
"Dear friends..." Lysenko quickly figured it out, "Indeed, it is very necessary for you to meet with them."
Mayor of Novosibirsk Umov, and First Secretary Toporov. Historically, these two figures hold their current positions? Or were there other people in the original history.
Yang Mingzhi straightened his clothes, straightened his military hat, signaled Gryshenko to take care of his wife, and walked straight towards the two men.
He stood in front of the two people with a capable attitude, saluting the standard military salute.
"Comrades, you must be waiting for me?"
"Yes." After Mayor Umov stood up to greet him, he raised his head and looked up at this tall and strong oriental man. "Yes, I see great power in you. Just standing here, I know
You are an extraordinary person. Please take a seat, Comrade General."
It's nothing to say polite words. Since they were very enthusiastic, Yang Mingzhi not only sat down, but also praised the beauty of Novosibirsk in gorgeous words.
However, the Russians are a people who don’t like to talk in a roundabout way. They prefer to get straight to the point and not be muddled when speaking.
In local administration in the Soviet Union, the mayor and the first secretary had different powers. Most of the time, the two senior officials worked together.
This is also the case in Novosibirsk, but the city shoulders extremely high military production capacity, and the division commander who is dedicated to managing urban construction naturally has greater power.
The greater the power, the greater the right to speak.
Mayor Umov expressed his enthusiasm: "Comrade General, I once again welcome you and your weapons design bureau to move to Novosibirsk. The speech you just gave is still fresh in my memory. You must not have any problems in your future work."
If you have any concerns, we will provide some support to wish you greater success."
"That's great, thank you. As long as it's legal help, I fully accept it."
"Haha, is there still illegal help?" First Secretary Toporov laughed out loud.
"Of course, you two are senior officials. You must have noble conduct and style. That is..." Yang Mingzhi glanced at his face, "I am not a luxurious person. I don't need to be so responsible for eating. It's not the best for us to just eat some bread."
Is it okay?”
"That is Comrade Lysenko's personal behavior. It has nothing to do with us and you don't have to worry about it. The two of us are here as plenipotentiary representatives of the Municipal Soviet. We are here to personally solve many of your problems."
"How many questions do I have? Yes, there is indeed one question."
Now Yang Mingzhi is really grateful to Li Senko. After that person reminded him, he really must complete the household registration certificate.
"Household registration certificate? This is a small problem." After speaking, Umov looked left and right, stretched his neck and whispered, "Comrade General, we should change to a quiet room to discuss the next matter."
"What?" Yang Mingzhi was a little confused, "It's just a household registration certificate. Is it necessary to keep it secretive?"
Umov shrugged, "Since we are talking about business, we should go to the real conference room. Let's go upstairs. The Academy of Sciences has many special conference rooms. I will go to my subordinates immediately and bring up the materials and documents. Some documents require you.
It is only valid if signed in person."
The two didn't ask what the question was. Since they came to the door, they really wanted to go to the second floor to take a look.
"Okay, at least tell me if it's a good thing or a bad thing."
"Of course it's a good thing!" Umov said happily, "It is related to your future career development."
"Really? At least... at least let me talk to my wife."
What else can be good? Could it be that after I sign, a huge amount of scientific research funds will be distributed? Money is a good thing. During this period, wouldn't it be better to distribute some food?
Soon, Lysenko sent someone over and led Yang Mingzhi and others upstairs, specifically directly above the restaurant.
The cafeteria of the Academy of Sciences is almost always arranged like this. The first floor is the restaurant, and the second floor is the dormitory or conference room. Guests who come for meetings or business trips go directly downstairs to eat after the meeting.
Yang Mingzhi soon found himself in a small conference room. The soft sunlight illuminated the entire room through the warm double-layer glass. Due to central heating, the entire conference room was very warm.
The leather sofa was so soft that it made one feel tired. Soon, a female staff member came into the room carrying a teapot and filled the room with black tea for several senior officials and generals who were in the meeting. After a while, someone else brought in snacks.
"Oh! It's very nice here. Are we going to have a meeting here? Are we going to have a tea party?"
"General, you are very elegant. I think you will sweat with joy when you see those documents."
"Haha, I'm already sweating now!"
Yang Mingzhi was no longer too lazy to continue to show his so-called grace. He put his military cap on the coffee table, wiped his head with the towel in the conference room, crossed his legs and continued to wait.
The mayor and first secretary were also very relaxed, especially the mayor Umov, who was over fifty years old. He took out his cigarette case, lit three cigarettes with a match, and handed one of them to Yang Mingzhi himself.
There is nothing wrong with passing cigarettes. The dignified division commander of Novosibirsk City personally handed the cigarettes. This is really a great honor.
But looking at the way he took out the cigarette, Yang Mingzhi could tell that the cigarette box was also marked "Camel". Apparently, some of the American supplies were specially supplied to the city's high-level personnel.
Since my wife is not here, I can put the matter of quitting smoking on hold.
After puffing for a while, Yang Mingzhi felt more relaxed. He ate some more biscuits to pad his stomach.
After a while, two capable young comrades entered the room carrying briefcases.
"Ah! Comrade General, this is the document that will make you happy. Come and take a look!" Umov stood up directly. He quickly opened the document package and handed a stack of documents into Yang Mingzhi's hands.
What kind of file is it?
They are all printed in Russian, and the paper still smells of ink, and is even a little damp. Maybe they were printed overnight?
Let’s take a look at the title on the first page of the document, “Construction Plan for the Affiliated Factory of the Pripyat Arms Design Bureau.”
Will Yang Mingzhi be very excited after seeing this?
Of course he was very excited, because he had received the news a long time ago, and what he was holding must be an official document with legal effect. He acted quite calmly, and sat down quietly, continuing to tap his legs and carefully review the documents.
It was first of all a "construction plan". Yang Mingzhi clearly realized that Stalin promised him that the Weapons Design Bureau would have at least two affiliated arsenals. In Novosibirsk, it was still at the level of a construction site.
The entire document has ten pages, and because Russian uses long words to express limited meanings, Yang Mingzhi quickly read the entire document.
At this point, the originally happy mood has undoubtedly been poured with cold water, and the whole person is simply confused, like a black humor.
He looked at the two officials with a wry smile: "Comrade, you asked me to sign. After I sign, it is equivalent to the official handover of the factory. But what about the factory? The document clearly states that the factory building will not be completed until October. It is equivalent to saying
My subordinate factory does not exist yet, why should I sign this document?”
Yang Mingzhi thinks this is very unreasonable. It is like buying a house. In a community under construction, if the developer does not install pipes, wires, or even paint the exterior walls, but just puts a gray frame there, can the relevant departments give permission?
It's so crazy, so ridiculous!
But this absurd thing appeared here. Suddenly, Yang Mingzhi felt something very discordant in the smiling faces of these two people. They were eager for quick success.
So……
Of course Yang Mingzhi was not happy! He put the documents on the coffee table and his face sank: "I'm sorry, I will only sign the documents when the factory is completed."
"Ah! General... maybe you should think about it again." Umov sat up straight, "The factory is still under construction, and it will be completed on time. So it is not a disadvantage for you to sign the document now."
"However, it does not exist yet. Instead, the superiors gave the new factory numbers, 834 and 835. The positions of the documents are indeed very tempting. I can use these two factories to implement various experiments of the design bureau. It is a pity.
, they don’t exist yet.”
"They exist, now they just need factories!" Umov emphasized.
"The only thing missing is the factory... Haha, I'm speechless. Listen!" Yang Mingzhi simply stood up and walked directly to Umov: "Dear Comrade Mayor, I feel that the more war times we
We must fight against bureaucracy. My signature means a formal handover, even though the factory does not even have a roof and equipment is sparse. I even doubt that there are factories with numbers like 834 and 835. Not only do they not have any factory buildings, but now they have no factory buildings.
There is not a single worker. Because no one will work in the open air in the increasingly cold days.
Let me give you an example. Just like myself, I am already the lieutenant general commander of the 63rd Army, but I actually have no authority to command that army. Can we claim to the outside world that the army headquarters must have been moved to distant Siberia?"
Umov choked for a moment, and the first secretary stood up helplessly to smooth things over.
Toporov tapped Yang Mingzhi on the shoulder: "There will be bread, Comrade Berekov, you will be very satisfied. As for this document, you'd better sign it."
"Alas..." Yang Mingzhi sighed softly. Apparently these two people also had something to hide?
Umov was silent for a while, then signaled all the entourage delivering the document package to go out and closed the door.
"Now that things have come to this, I will tell the truth! I'm sorry, Comrade General."
"Don't apologize yet, I just want to know the truth."
"Well, the truth is that factories 833 and 834 are stepping up construction to finish ahead of the long snowy period before October. Construction workers even stay late at night and work shifts to build factories. There are still many details here.
Most of the lathes assigned to the factory were removed from other factories. It took a lot of effort to get the support of each factory. Novosibirsk will allocate to you twenty of the most common lathes. There are also five milling machines.
To transport from other places, you will definitely need milling machines for future production, but it will take a lot of time to transport them.”
"Where's the punch press?" Yang Mingzhi suddenly asked.
"Punch machines? This... they are the treasures of various factories. They... they are not willing to give one or two to new factories."
"Hey! My scientific research results require a stamping lathe to be involved in manufacturing. Without it, I..." Yang Mingzhi's eyes widened, "Since they won't give it, wouldn't you apply and have the goods delivered by manufacturers from other places?"
"General, we are already doing it. However, many arsenals are waiting in line! By the time the ten stamping lathes we ordered arrive, it will probably be November."
"Oh, it's really great."
Obviously, the Soviet Union now has a huge demand for stamping lathes. Given the level of industrial production in this time and space, stamping technology is still considered a relatively advanced production technology.
For example, the mg34 general machine gun, the largest equipment in the German army, uses traditional cutting, drilling and milling to process all its parts. The so-called piece of steel is cut into various shapes with various tools and then put together. As for the mg42 general machine gun, many parts have been stamped.
technology, so production soared.
Many parts of the Soviet Union's current light weapons are processed by stamping. The popularization of stamping technology has brought about a surge in production capacity. Various arsenals hope to expand production to contribute to the country, but the production capacity of manufacturers is limited.