Scholars in the courtyard

The convoy set off, and the lead was still the guards of the Seventh Ministry of Machinery.

However, this time, Captain Lin and Ran's father sat in the back of the car and talked to each other.

Although Ran's father did not drink much, he was a little drunk.

"Director, we have a foothold in Quancheng in the future."

Captain Lin said, and Ran's father put down his hand rubbing his brow and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Hey, when we were drinking just now, the other party's second-in-command was present. He said that in the future, when our Seventh Ministry of Machinery comes to study, we can stay directly in the guesthouse."

"Also, all the reception specifications are in accordance with the best."

"Also, the automobile factory will provide assistance to our convoy, and the materials will also be replenished."

"I calculated that if we lie down here, we can replenish our regular consumption."

Captain Lin said, and the excitement on his face could no longer be suppressed.

Speaking of which, the Seventh Ministry of Machinery is still too weak.

Although many factories were drawn from various machine ministries to complete the structure, when they really arrived at the local area, people's recognition of the Seventh Ministry of Machinery was still not high.

Even some local governments don't like them.

This is why they often have to sleep in the open when they go out.

In comparison, the First Ministry of Machine Building has been rectifying all over the country in recent years, and has achieved remarkable results in recent years.

Local machinery factories are important units in the local area, and even backbone units.

In this way, the influence of the First Ministry of Machine Building in the local area is much higher than that of other places.

Although the machinery factory has been separated from the First Ministry of Machine Building, everyone knows that several bigwigs in the First Ministry of Machine Building treat it as their own daughter. If it goes back to the mother's house to complain and says "being bullied", it is estimated that several old guys above will call immediately.

Regardless of whether it is reasonable or not, if this matter is known by the upper level, it will definitely not be good.

Therefore, everyone's attitude towards the machinery factory is respectful. Even if they don't like it, they will not offend it.

As for those who like it, they will naturally love the house and the people.

And their fleet of the Seventh Ministry of Machine Building is the lucky crow.

This is not to say that it is bad. On the contrary, with the support of the local government, it is definitely a good thing for them.

"Let's go back and talk to the leader about this."

Father Ran thought about it, and finally decided to go back and report it.

But he felt much better in his heart.

This trip finally made up for most of the losses, and it was considered a job well done.

At the back of the convoy.

Xiaobo drove the car, and Yang Xiaotao sat in the co-pilot.

As for Hao Pingchuan and Wang Hao, they sat in the back.

This Yellow River heavy truck, which had just been produced by Quancheng Automobile Factory, was originally intended for the machinery factory.

After the Northwest Yanzhou Branch was built, a batch of trucks were needed as transportation tools.

This good thing naturally fell on the head of Quancheng Automobile Factory.

So this time, a few of them drove one first.

"Boss Yang, are we going back directly this time?"

Xiaobo asked uncertainly, while driving and looking around.

In the car, he was the only one who didn't drink among the four people.

Wang Hao didn't drink much, Hao Pingchuan drank a lot, and Yang Xiaotao

drank a lot.

"Yes, go home directly."

Yang Xiaotao said seriously, "Just in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

The purpose of this trip has been achieved.

Moreover, there were no accidents.

This is a good thing.

He believed that the next trip would also be smooth sailing.

Next, it was time to go home.

Thinking of his wife and children at home, Yang Xiaotao stretched out his hand and leaned on the chair, then closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

Hao Pingchuan took a look, but shook his head helplessly. This matter, which was supposed to be done in a few days, was extended three or four times.

Originally, I could go back to Shanghai to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, but now, I can only watch a few people celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

What's the matter!

Forget it, let's go to Lao Luobo's house to make do.

Sijiucheng, Machinery Factory.

In the third workshop, Director Ma Jun was patrolling the surroundings.

As an old employee, although he was just promoted to director, he had been a deputy director for many years and still had management experience.

"Director, we need a machine tool here."

Just when Ma Jun walked to a production unit, the team leader in charge of production came forward and complained, "Look, this Venus has been worn out. We repaired it and used it, and used it and repaired it, but many of the parts we made were unqualified."

"Look, why don't you go to the second workshop and tell them that our workshop really needs a new machine tool."

"Yes, director, if we continue to do this, the other machine tools will not last long."

Several team leaders nearby also came over to complain.

Ma Jun knew that it was not just a few people who came to cause trouble for him. After all, they were all old brothers, and they must support him. It was better than airborne from other workshops.

But the problem was real. Recently, the number of machine tools produced by the second workshop was indeed a bit small.

"This is not only the case in our second workshop, but also in the other two workshops."

"We all reported it, but the second workshop also has its own difficulties."

As a workshop manager, Ma Jun is also a senior executive of the machinery factory, and he has the right to know some things.

Recently, the United Star at the steel plant is researching new alloy materials, so the output of alloys is naturally less.

The second workshop has less alloy materials, so it is naturally unable to increase production.

So far, it has only maintained the original production.

But now there are more and more machine tools in demand in various places, especially the establishment of the Yanzhou branch, which requires a large number of equipment and instruments, and the northwest branch, which also needs to expand its scale and production capacity. The demand for machine tools exceeds supply.

If you give them more, you will naturally have less for yourself.

That's why this happens.

"Director, is it because Mr. Yang is not here that they bully our machinery factory?"

Suddenly someone spoke.

Ma Jun was shocked when he heard this, and wanted to scold him and stop talking nonsense, but when he saw the eyes of the people around him, he could no longer say anything.

"Definitely. When Mr. Yang is here, no one dares to bully our workshop."

"That's right, that's it. In the past, all good things were picked up for use in our workshop, but now, we have become stepmothers."

"No"

As the discussion intensified and there were more and more people around, Ma Jun quickly shouted, "Stop talking, if Mr. Yang comes back and knows that you are working like this, you will look good."

The people around him immediately shut up after hearing this, and then some people turned around and started working.

"Okay, this matter is not about the factory. There are various reasons. Don't think blindly."

"Go back to work quickly."

Ma Jun dismissed the team leaders in front of him before walking out.

I felt a little emotional in my heart, Yang Xiaotao's prestige was too high in this workshop.

This is still the third workshop.

If I had gone to several other workshops, I don’t know if anyone would have been able to walk out standing if he said something bad.

I was just feeling emotional, but also a little scared.

If Mr. Yang never comes back, how should we manage this workshop?

When I walked out of the workshop gate, I met Lou Xiao'e coming out of the fourth workshop.

"Secretary Lou, where have you been?"

"Director Ma!"

Lou Xiao'e stopped and smoothed her hair around her ears. This neat, vertical hair, which has become popular recently, just covers her ears and looks full of power.

Paired with a set of grass green cloth military uniforms, it has become the current mainstream.

"I just went to a workshop. There was an accident there and it needs to be dealt with."

Lou Xiao'e didn't hide anything. As a workshop director, she naturally had to know this kind of thing.

"There was an accident?"

"Well, a worker injured his finger while operating a machine tool and is being treated at the medical station."

"Hey, why don't you be careful about this kind of thing?"

Ma Jun knew that if his finger was seriously injured, he would have to do other work, and his wages would naturally be reduced.

"By the way, Secretary Lou, when will Mr. Yang come back?"

Lou Xiao'e shook her head after hearing this, "I don't know either."

Hearing this, Ma Jun sighed.

When Lou Xiao'e saw it, she asked, "Director Ma, do you have something urgent to do with Mr. Yang?"

"No, it's just that some situations have been reported in the workshop recently."

Then Ma Jun told what happened in the workshop, and Lou Xiao'e shook her head helplessly after hearing this.

"The United Star Research Institute over there at the steel plant seems to have a cooperative relationship with our machinery plant, but Mr. Yang is also the director, so he thinks of us in all good things."

"This time they are going to study new alloys, which is also the task that Mr. Yang said!"

Ma Jun nodded after hearing this, they all knew this.

"Have they researched it?"

Ma Jun was curious about what the other party was researching and why he had so many resources.

"No."

Lou Xiao'e answered simply and neatly, because there were too many people who cared about this, and Deputy Director Chen and Deputy Director Wang asked all day long.

"How long will it take to make it?"

"have no idea!"

Well, Ma Jun felt that he shouldn't ask. After all, when studying alloys, sometimes it might not be possible to make one in a year or two.

Let’s consider how to maintain the machine tool.

United Star Research Institute.

Zhang Guanyu stared at the experiment site not far away.

Next to him, Wang Manshan, deputy leader of the technical team, was holding a cigarette and looking serious.

Xu Ning and the others around him also opened their eyes wide, looking forward to the results of this experiment.

Several people put their minds on something not far away, but they had no idea in their hearts.

Zhang Guanyu and the others discovered that they could use better alloy materials to replace the current titanium alloys to ensure the smooth development of aircraft engines.

At that time, Yang Xiaotao proposed that since high-temperature resistant materials can be improved on the basis of titanium alloys, it should also be possible to improve the existing titanium alloys to increase their strength and complete the production of engine turbines.

At that time, Yang Xiaotao agreed to the plan after some consideration.

And before leaving, he also came to the research center to cheer everyone up, hoping to complete the research as soon as possible and not delay the development progress.

At that time, United Star researchers were even more confident.

Isn't it just to adjust the material formula, isn't it just to do more experimental verification? It's not like they haven't done it before.

In their opinion, this kind of thing can always be done as long as it is done step by step.

Can.

More than half a month has passed, and the experiment has consumed a lot of materials, but the results have not made any progress.

At least, so far, there has been no progress.

"Come out."

While several people were looking forward to it, a shout came from not far away, and several people rushed over to check.

"Come out, please be careful."

As the on-site commander, An Zhongsheng waved to the people rushing around. There could be no accidents at this time.

The old man stood up from the chair beside him.

As the deputy leader of the R\u0026D team, he naturally had to shoulder the burden of the R\u0026D team when Yang Xiaotao was away.

In addition to being the deputy director of the institute, the old Taoist was under a lot of pressure.

At this moment, looking at the finished product coming out in front, the old Taoist unconsciously pinched his fingers and began to count.

Zang Wei, who was in charge of the action, followed the process step by step to measure the finished product. It was not until the evening that the measurement of the entire alloy material began.

Everyone did not care about eating and continued to wait.

Time passed by minute by minute, and gradually came to midnight.

As the measurement data appeared, the hearts of the people around him were also nervous after the sound fell.

The old Taoist's fingers were almost stuck.

After the last set of data came out, everyone immediately looked at An Zhongsheng.

In his place, all the data were summarized, representing the results of this experiment.

Zhang Guanyu was watching on the side, and he could understand the data above with his eyes closed.

The previous data basically matched the titanium alloy TiG01, and the next was the hardness of the new alloy.

If the hardness is up to standard, this time it will be considered a success.

But when An Zhongsheng reported the experimental data, Zhang Guanyu's face suddenly fell.

He knew without the final result that the experiment failed again.

Walking aside silently, Zhang Guanyu picked up the notebook he carried with him. The groups of data on it were the product of rigorous calculations.

But there were wrong numbers at the end.

Turning to the last page, which was also the last item in all the experiments.

Looking at the data in front of him, Zhang Guanyu took out the pen with trembling hands and stopped at the back.

Finally, he finally used it and drew a big wrong number.

At this time, the disappointed voices of the crowd came from the front.

The old Taoist put his hands into his sleeves, hiding his trembling arms and muttered to himself, "Sure enough, leaving Yang Xiaotao, it's not possible?"