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Chapter three hundred and eighty

The conference room was filled with smoke and many people were smoking. Although Qin Zhenhua was very disgusted with smoking, it was already a habit and he could not change it.

You can't let everyone have a meeting while chewing gum? What if it's bubble gum? Thinking of everyone blowing bubbles together, Qin Zhenhua found it very funny.

At this time, Ma Panshan poked the cigarette butt into the ashtray. After extinguishing it, he finally made up his mind and looked at the people present with bright eyes and said, "That's right, for our first-machine factory, this is a

For important life-and-death projects, I decided to set up a military-to-civilian project working group for our first machine factory.”

Ma Panshan has been persuaded.

Everyone is thinking about the military and civilian transformation, but there is no clear goal for the project to be transferred. In addition to tractors, there are also people who propose to build washing machines and TVs!

Imagine those big hands holding steel brazing melted molten steel, and in the future, they actually have to weld circuit boards? Just think about it and find it impossible.

Turning to civilian heavy trucks is the most mature proposal. With the investment of the state, what we want is to fight for it. With the background of the army, this tough battle of Yimai Factory must not be lost!

Establish a special working group to organize and advance this matter!

Ma Panshan attaches great importance to this.

"I will be the leader of this group." Ma Panshan naturally cannot shirk responsibility for such a thing. He wants to lead and work together.

"As the deputy team leader." He looked at everyone again and finally fell on someone: "Old Zhao, how about you come and be my helper?"

Every time he held a meeting, Zhao Dapao would bombard others, but this time he didn't, because Qin Zhenhua brought him. In fact, Zhao Dapao had heard of Qin Zhenhua's military-to-civilian project. He fully supported it, how could he do it?

Will object here?

Hearing Ma Panshan's arrangement, Qin Zhenhua frowned. Ma Panshan is indeed an old fox. He still thought that he should make some great contributions to the factory. He is the helmsman of the first machine factory.

, What's the result? He was the captain, and he directly handed over the task of the helmsman to Zhao Guodong.

Leaving it to Zhao Guodong means that it is still unrelated to him. After he proposed this plan, he has to push it step by step!

Qin Zhenhua felt a little helpless at this moment.

After I came back, I just wanted to bow my head and be a technician quietly, and try to get the tank engine out as soon as possible. After all, even if the army has few orders, advanced tank technology must be conquered, which is related to armored soldiers.

The future.

Now, for economic development, the army must be patient, but when the economy develops, the country will definitely increase investment in the army. At that time, advanced main battle tank technology will also be conquered, and the army can just equip such advanced main

Battle tank.

Building heavy trucks is just a side job. After all, they are a one-machine factory. Now, Ma Panshan obviously wants to arrange Qin Zhenhua in such a position and run around for heavy trucks.

However, the plan was proposed by myself. What else can I say if someone arranges this way?

Besides, I didn’t mention myself at all. People are talking about Zhao Guodong, and Zhao Guodong will definitely agree. When the time comes, when encountering difficulties, Zhao Guodong will not only discuss with him, who else can he find?

"Yes." Zhao Guodong really agreed.

This meeting was held during the day. After the end, it was already dusk. When Qin Zhenhua walked out, the cool breeze blew on his head, and the complex thoughts kept pouring into his brain.

There are more tasks in the future.

"Zhenhua, what are you thinking?" Zhao Guodong asked him.

"Uncle Zhao, in the future..." Thinking of this, he suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, I want to go to Master Wu's house to see you. Do you have time?"

When Qin Zhenhua just came back, Wu Ruihua wanted to retire from illness. It was fake to get sick, and it was real to make a place for his son.

Now, the factory has finalized the next action plan. Once this plan is successful, the factory will prosper and will recruit more workers at that time. Therefore, in this case, Wu Ruihua should give up temporarily.

His thoughts were burdened and he continued to devote himself to the work of the factory.

Qin Zhenhua cares about these truly skilled masters, and they are also some of the most precious wealth in the factory.

Zhao Guodong nodded: "Let's go, go together."

In the factory, most of the employees live in the family yard. Anyway, there is land on the grassland, and rows of family yards are covered by rows. It is also very spectacular if you look at it from the sky.

"Is Master Wu at home?" Qin Zhenhua shouted while walking inside when he arrived at the door of Wu Ruihua's house.

Every household has almost the same layout, and it is easy to walk through.

"I haven't come back yet. Are you? Director Zhao? Xiao Qin? Come in quickly."

Wu Ruihua's wife Liang Bo said that this is a thin woman. Like many families in the factory, she is a housewife who does housework and takes care of children every day. Now, when she sees the two of them coming, she has a surprise on her face.

a smile.

It is normal to know Director Zhao, but he can still recognize himself clearly? Qin Zhenhua touched his nose curiously: "Aunt, do you know me?"

"Of course, Lao Wu often praises you at home. In the past, Lao Wu always feels unhappy when he does things in the factory. Since you went there, you have a smile. Besides, you are from our first-machine factory.

Rookie, I usually have a short chat with parents, and there is always someone who can talk about you.”

After Liang Bo finished speaking, he looked into the room again: "Qingzi, hurry up, boil water and make tea for the guests."

A tall and thin boy walked out, his face was still green, and his expression was very nervous at this moment: "Oh, right away."

Wu Ruihua's son, nicknamed Qingzi, shouldn't he be called Wu Qing? Why do you always feel a little funny when you think of this name? It's a science to name it.

"Qingzi's affairs are a headache for you old couple, right?" Zhao Guodong asked while putting down the gift he brought.

There is nothing that cannot be said about this kind of thing. This time I came here to explain it to them and take a reassurance.

"Yes." Speaking of this, Liang Bo immediately vomited bitterness: "We blame this for this. We always feel that it is close to the factory, and there is no need to spend money, so the employees in the factory are just here.

My children went to school, but as a result, I delayed my child. If I had known it, I would have spent money to go to school in the No. 1 Middle School in the city. Alas.”


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