Chapter 251 The transformation road of Shanxi's largest counterfeiting den
After a long period of debugging, the large hydraulic press here is finally ready for use. Han Cheng is also feeling emotional. In just a few days, these Soviet technicians who are eating and drinking in the base area will leave. Han Cheng is also happy,
All unemployed Soviet technicians can receive five kilograms of liquor and five cans each, and you can drink the rest to death.
"Chief of Staff, no, we should call Factory Director Han now. When will this big guy start to be used?"
"Don't rush to use it now. I've told you all the maintenance precautions you guys have told you. I don't want to stress it a second time. If anyone makes a mistake, I will assign the responsibility to the department and the person!"
Hancheng hid this thing first. Although it can be put into use at any time, it has not yet been used, at least not yet. First, the purpose of this thing is not to make Japanese people
The artillery is used to imitate the American cannon. Now it means that everything is ready, all it needs is the east wind.
"Director Han, someone sent you a letter!"
Han Cheng was also surprised, who would write to him? Generally speaking, Han Cheng was not willing to write letters. On the one hand, he had to follow the format when writing letters. What does this mean to a person born in the new era?
Who would write a letter when the matter can be settled with just one phone call?
"Whose letter is it?"
"I don't know, it was passed on by comrades in Chongqing."
Han Cheng took the letter and indicated that he understood it. On the cover of the letter, he just wrote his name. After opening the letter, Han Cheng understood who wrote it. It was a letter from his old man to him.
"My son, Zhichuan, has been away from Chongqing for a few days. I miss him very much. I thought that the state affairs were over and the family affairs would be easy to reconcile. But the current situation is like this. I have no shame to stay here anymore. The two parties are fighting.
This is also a dispute between my son and my son. As a father, I understand the direction of the people, so I cannot bear to see my son die or be injured, and I hope that he will be cherished. I will go to the United States to die my remaining life. My family is all well, so please don’t miss me."
Anyway, on this page, the old man couldn't watch the brothers fighting each other, so he could only run to a place where he couldn't be seen. In fact, it was difficult for Han Cheng to face his brother on the battlefield. He had already infected too many people on his hands.
Even if he can let him go, can others? So, let nature take its course.
"What's wrong with Comrade Han Cheng?"
"Nothing, it's a letter from my father."
Han Cheng handed the new letter to the person next to him. He was a political commissar sent by his superiors to be responsible for ideological construction and training.
"Your father must be in trouble, right?"
"It's quite difficult. The old man has already gone to the United States. He said he can't see this."
The political commissar took it, looked at it, and then handed it to South Korea. He could only pat his shoulder helplessly. Who has a heart that is not made of flesh? Especially when brothers fight to the death, no one will feel better if he dies.
"Political Commissar, please step up and train my technical backbone. When the battle fully begins, it will be time for us big guys to start working."
The next step for Han Cheng is to slowly return to his home in the repair shop, drink some tea, and bask in the sun. Han Cheng only focuses on total output and production safety. As for other things, don't stipulate so many. Leaders always go to the processing workshop.
What's the matter? Are you worried about the workers or something?
A quality inspector is assigned behind each process, and unqualified parts have to be sent back for rework. Modern companies basically don’t have quality inspectors anymore. They only do random inspections, and there are very few unqualified parts. But
At this time, the quality inspector's responsibility is still relatively important. They need to use calipers to carefully measure the size of the parts. The parts must be within a reasonable range.
"Director Han, you haven't come to talk to me, an old man, for a long time."
"Oh, Master, aren't you tired of your disciples talking to you all day long?"
The man was holding a teapot in his hand and drinking as he walked, looking a bit like a disciple of the Eight Banners.
"Haha, they are busy looking for wives now. Although we are still producing here, we are selling far less than before. I think we should stop this thing."
"Yes, it's time to stop, but I also have to support you people. I can't say that I will bring you here to work and then throw you away when you don't want to work. We all have feelings."
Hancheng really needs to stop these counterfeit things, because it is no longer very profitable. Rich people have exchanged a lot of gold and US dollars. As for antiques, to be honest, they are all sold out.
"You came to me not just to talk about this matter, right?"
"Yeah, my little disciples want to leave. They think it's time to go home now that there's peace. But I think..."
It's human nature, some things have to be said to be such a coincidence, there is no banquet in the world that never ends. Just leave, and leave if it's time to leave. There is no need to stay. As long as the master doesn't leave, everything else is easy to talk about.
"Okay, I'll go get some things for you here and give each person 30 yuan. I can't let you come back empty-handed. Although I don't have the ability to make a big fortune with you, this can still be considered a big deal.
I made up for it a little bit.”
Although Hancheng is more difficult and the money has been spent on industrial equipment, this does not prevent Hancheng from still saving some money. This money should have been given to them. First, since some of them want to leave, then give it to them.
Well, the Japanese have already fled anyway, so you can't force them to stay on your side for the rest of the battle, right?
"They have already received quite a lot of money. They take care of food and housing every day here, and they still get two yuan a month. This is quite enough for ordinary workers."
The man seemed to be very dissatisfied with how much money these workers got, and felt that they shouldn't get so much.
"We are more or less acquaintances. If you continue to work with me, I will definitely lead them to live a good life, but we can't treat those who don't follow me badly. The Eighth Route Army treats prisoners that way, how can we be cruel to our own people?
"
Han Cheng was not afraid of spending money. Anyway, the man only brought over a dozen boys. Even if they all left, Han Cheng could still afford the money. When the white silver dollars were handed out in his hands, the boys were shocked.
I was sitting on the side drinking tea and looking at these young guys coldly. In the past, I spent a lot of effort to get this group of people together, but now if Han Cheng hadn't stopped me, I wouldn't have agreed with them at all.
Walk.
"Come, come, come. Those who are leaving are given thirty silver dollars each. Let's get together and relax. I don't know when we will see each other next time. You asked the man to come over and ask, isn't it just to ask if you can leave? Now, too
Of course you can leave if there is no more fighting. You can leave tomorrow, no, today."
These young disciples happily took the money and left. In the past, they had a living with the master. They should eat with the master first, and spend the money with the master first. But now, the base area does not matter.
This is a trick, but it seems that these apprentices have no respect for the master who supports them at all, and they forget about the master after receiving the money.
"Master, money!"
A relatively stupid apprentice came to the master, knelt on the ground, and held up the money to the master who was sitting there.
"Three idiots, what are you doing?"
"Master, it's not good to cheat. I don't want to leave. I want to do a legitimate job."
The old man was also very surprised. He didn't expect that the usually silly and foolish three idiots had a kind heart.
"Then why didn't you say it before?"
"I want to live!"
Han Cheng looked on and nodded with satisfaction. This old guy's apprentice is really not simple.
"Then keep the money. If you don't leave, no one can drive you away. Besides, we will stop doing this in this place soon."
The master patted the three fools on the head and sighed. Looking at the lively group of people over there, he found that the apprentice who stayed at the end was the one who listened to him the most.
"Master Han, who are you?"
The man pointed at the money in the fool's hand and said helplessly.
"Then keep the money and wait for your master to find a wife for you. Then you can use it to marry him. Then go to Heni quickly. In two days, your master is going to make something serious!"
"Why!"
The three idiots stood up, patted the dust on their pants, and happily went to work in the work shed. Thirty heavy silver coins clattered on their bodies. Han Cheng and Na Ye pointed at the idiots and smiled helplessly, and then
Watch these busy people searching for their lives.
"Farewell, Master Han!"
"Farewell!"
"Walk slowly!"
"Why!"
As soon as the large group of people left, Han Cheng whispered to the man, and then handed a recipe to the man. Burning enamel and porcelain may be two different things, but when it comes to the man, it is the same thing. Here
It will soon be converted into a place for burning enamel. The largest place for making fake antiques in Shanxi will be transformed!