Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

The scrap warehouse is located in the southeast corner of the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

There are overgrown weeds in front of the door, the cement steps are covered with moss, and the nameplate "Key Laboratory of Red Star Rolling Mill" hangs on the wall.

That Huaqing University graduate works here.

Wang Weidong once asked a familiar eighth-level old fitter for advice.

Although the old fitter designed the water tank easily, he lacked the concept of the layout of the wire rope and the design of the mechanical switch.

The designed sprinkler could not meet Wang Weidong's requirements in terms of durability and convenience.

This is not a technical problem, but a limitation of vision and thinking.

This Huaqing University graduate is said to have come from the ministry and has a very profound background.

As soon as he entered the factory, Director Yang gave him the important task of researching air fryers.

Such talents may have their own uniqueness.

The large iron gate with mottled red paint is ajar.

As soon as he approached the door, Wang Weidong heard a noise coming from inside.

"Jiang Deming, your air fryer... seems to be difficult to use."

"Oh, failure is success. I will try again 99 times and I will definitely succeed."

"...I hope you can complete the experiment quickly. Our factory is not rich, and we still want to use the air fryer to divide the workload."

"I think it's a waste of money."

"That's right, this college student knows how to brag."

Could it be that the air fryer project that Director Yang had high hopes for failed?

Wang Weidong sighed in his heart.

Although he is only a truck driver, he also knows that this time the Five Star Steel Rolling Mill suspended more than ten projects for the air fryer project, which can be described as a desperate move.

Wang Weidong knocked on the door, and there was a dull knock on the door, but no one responded.

Just sneak in.

The air was filled with the smell of burning, and a large number of people gathered in front of the experimental table in the center of the warehouse.

Wang Weidong just looked around and saw Factory Director Yang, First Master, and Deputy Factory Director Li in the crowd.

Director Yang was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, with a pen in his coat pocket and his brows knitted into knots.

The old man had gray hair, wore a military green coat, and snickered with his lips curled up.

Deputy Director Li hid outside the crowd with an expressionless face, for fear that this project would get to him.

In front of the experimental table, the young man wearing glasses, fair skin, and exuding the atmosphere of a scholar should be Jiang Deming.

He looked in disbelief and murmured to himself: "Impossible, this is impossible..."

"This is the result of my four years of hard work in college. There is absolutely no way it can go wrong."

He looks very much like those honest men holding report sheets in the DNA forensics center.

Hey, sow wheat and harvest soybeans.

Why?

On the rusty iron experimental table, there is a large round pot with black smoke coming out of it.

Wang Weidong came over to take a look.

There was a dark mass in the pot, which could be vaguely distinguished from its shape as potatoes.

This is not an air fryer, it is clearly an incinerator.

Couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Jiang Deming was upset about the failure of the experiment, and his laughter was like a bottle of gasoline poured on his anger.

The flames rise.

He said with a straight face and angrily: "Comrade, which unit are you from? Didn't you see that this is a key laboratory?"

Factory Director Yang also cast doubtful eyes on Wang Weidong.

The air fryer is a key project he strongly promotes. Considering the confidentiality requirements, only a few leaders and a few technical masters can enter the laboratory.

This man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a blue and black cotton-padded jacket, indicates that he should be an ordinary worker.

Not qualified to come in.

Wang Weidong explained: "I am a truck team driver, Wang Weidong."

Director Yang was now even more confused.

"You're a truck driver. What's wrong with you here?"

A big man in the crowd recognized Wang Weidong just now, but he didn't say a word.

I smiled secretly in my heart: Don’t think that truck drivers are great, this is a laboratory, only technicians can come in.

Let's see how the factory manager treats you later.

Everyone was also wondering, a truck driver sneaked into the laboratory to goof off?

"There is indeed something, and it is a big deal!"

Amid everyone's surprise, Wang Weidong took out a dozen drafts from his arms and placed them on the experimental table.

"I have a project here. If it succeeds, it may not only bring more tasks to the factory."

"It can also save the lives of many truck drivers."

He originally planned to ask Jiang Deming to study it privately, and then announce it when the technology matures.

However, since all the leaders in the factory are here, that's better.

I enjoyed so many wonderful benefits in my previous life, and it’s time to repay the country.

Director Yang took the draft and looked through it twice before throwing it onto the experimental table.

Even though he didn't understand technology, he could still see that the so-called sprinkler was just a simple box, a water pipe and a switch.

How is such a simple thing so important?

The tone was stern: "Comrade Wang Weidong, this is the key laboratory of our Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, not a place to make toys for you!"

"I'll punish you!"

Alas, although Director Yang is clean and honest, he is a stubborn boss and likes to punish people indiscriminately.

When it comes to doing practical things, it's really not as good as Deputy Factory Manager Li, who is full of bad ideas.

Yi Zhonghai's heart skipped a beat. Wang Weidong once asked him to design a "sprinkler". Considering that this guy had damaged his dignity several times in the courtyard, he refused directly.

Wang Weidong, a boy who is always cautious, actually brought the sprinkler to the laboratory in front of all the factory leaders.

This shows that this sprinkler must not be simple.

Yi Zhonghai felt a little regretful.

Faced with doubts, Wang Weidong smiled lightly, pointed to the drawing, and explained: "This device is called a truck sprinkler. It can cool down the brake pads while the truck is driving, thereby avoiding brake failure."

"I have installed a simple version on the trucks of our factory truck fleet."

As he spoke, he glanced at the leaders: "You all know, King of Hell, that in the past only Captain Niu Zhijun dared to run this road, but now every member of our team can run!"

As soon as these words came out, Director Yang's expression became solemn.

As the director of the factory in charge of production, he was very familiar with Yama's Smile, where there was a five-kilometer long downhill slope.

In recent years, there have been many accidents, and most drivers would not dare to try it.

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His eyes fell on the drawing involuntarily.

The factory leaders were thoughtful.

A worker should not dare to talk nonsense in front of so many leaders.

Yi Zhonghai's heart skipped a beat when he saw that Wang Weidong's words were taken seriously.

We can't let this kid show his face in front of the leader!

Seeing that the situation was not good, he squeezed out of the crowd and said disdainfully: "You can just find a few fourth- and fifth-level fitter masters to make such a simple thing, and you don't need to bring it to the laboratory!"

These words woke up Director Yang.

The laboratory studies key projects of the Five Star Steel Rolling Mill, which is related to the livelihood of more than 10,000 employees in the steel rolling mill.

Even if this sprinkler is important and can save the driver's life, it is not enough to use the resources of the laboratory to study it.

His expression became serious again.

Wang Weidong was well prepared. He took the drawing in his hand and said with a smile: "You are all leaders, engineers, and technicians. You may not know that in our country, there are no less than a hundred long downhill slopes like Yama Wangxiao."

"Even in the Yunnan-Guizhou region, some long downhill slopes are as long as dozens of kilometers."

"If we could make a sprinkler and install it on every truck in the country, we would be able to avoid countless car crashes and fatalities."

"This is a contribution to the construction of the motherland!"

***The author has something to say***

These chapters may be a bit exaggerated, but there is a reason why the newbie has to write them.

A good friend of Mengxin's great-grandpa was involved in an accident in the 1980s when a truck failed to brake.

At that time, his wife was pregnant with a child.

It was my great-grandpa who drove a truck and dragged "him" back...

Every time he recalled the scene at that time, he burst into tears.

Sigh...driving a truck is a life-and-death struggle.

If things like sprinklers could have appeared earlier, this tragedy might not have happened.

In fact, this is also the reason why Mengxin wrote a novel.

Forgive me...