The entrance of Hongxing Machinery Factory.

When the car stopped and the security department personnel came forward to check, they saw Yang Xiaotao sticking his head out and said, "Tell Director Zhao that a chief is coming to inspect."

When the guard looked at the license plate and saw Yang Xiaotao following him, he immediately understood and let him go.

"The young comrades in your machine factory are all very energetic!"

Mr. He looked around and joked.

When the car stopped at the office building, Liu Huaimin, who got the news, had already run down with Zhao Chuanjun and Chen Gong.

The three of them got out of the car.

"Chief, welcome to your arrival."

Liu Huaimin stepped forward and greeted him immediately, while Yang Xiaotao introduced him.

Mr. He smiled and said, "I just came to take a look and cause trouble for you."

"No, no, it's an honor for our entire machinery factory to have you come."

Then Zhao Chuanjun came forward with some excitement. Mr. Zhu introduced in a low voice next to Mr. He. Mr. He looked at Zhao Chuanjun and nodded with a smile, then stretched out his right hand.

Zhao Chuanjun first saluted solemnly and then quickly held his hands.

"Chief, I, I finally see you again."

After the words fell, Mr. He also felt something, and he didn't feel any exertion on his hands, "You're okay here?"

"Okay, everything is fine, comrades, everything is fine. Continue to defend the revolution here and continue to fight to the end."

Zhao Chuanjun spoke sonorously and forcefully, as if reporting his work to the former commander-in-chief, and then said emotionally, "You are old, but you still look so heroic!"

"Haha, right? Old times keep getting stronger. We revolutionaries can't admit defeat!"

Mr. He smiled and said, "Now I jog five kilometers every morning, and my health is good."

"That's good, that's good!"

While the two were talking, Yang Xiaotao, Liu Huaimin and others also saw that Zhao Chuanjun had a close relationship with them.

After the two of them finished speaking, Liu Huaimin stepped forward and said, "Chief, we have no preparations in advance. Let's just walk around the workshop. When noon comes, we will deal with him in the canteen!"

"What do you think?"

Mr. He didn't care, "No need to prepare, don't do anything special."

"Let's go to the canteen, just in time to see how the comrades workers are eating."

With that said, under the leadership of Liu Huaimin, he walked towards the workshop.

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Seventh Machinery Department

Mr. Wang walked leisurely in the station with his hands behind his back.

Everyone he met around him would respectfully call him Chief, and he would turn around one by one.

It's just that everyone found that compared to his usual amiable appearance, the leader looked a little lonely, as if he was more melancholy.

And actually, it is.

Ever since Mr. Wang, Mr. Huang and others finished drinking, they felt uncomfortable when they came back.

That day at the wine table, those guys ganged up to be 'hostile' to him and ignored him as an advocate. It was simply unreasonable.

He originally thought about borrowing Lao Qin's wine, complaining to his brothers, and getting some help along the way.

Unexpectedly, these people didn't give him a chance to speak at all. Even if he said something, the three of them pretended not to hear and continued to talk about themselves.

It's just like they work together to bully people.

This makes him useless.

In the end, the three of them made a good arrangement. They gave people to the machine, one helped the other to improve the machine, the other helped the other to provide materials, and there were still people who contributed their work and efforts. They were united like a family.

But he got nothing in the end.

Annoying.

But I have to admit, these three guys have really improved.

It's not as easy to fool as before.

Walking slowly, when he stopped, he had already arrived at the chief designer's office. Mr. Wang didn't pay attention, just opened the door and walked in.

"Old Wang, what's wrong with you?"

Sitting at his desk, Mr. Qian was reviewing the documents. He only glanced at them and continued to look down.

He had long been accustomed to Mr. Wang's state.

When Mr. Wang saw this, he felt normal again. He walked up to him, picked up half a bottle of cold water, opened it, and drank two sips.

Then he sat aside and sulked.

Mr. Qian put down the document, what came to his mind when he saw this, and he joked, "Are you not beating the autumn wind?"

Mr. Wang nodded.

"These guys have gained experience in struggle very quickly, and they have learned to turn a blind eye and not listen."

Mr. Qian laughed and said, "Old Wang, if you point your wool at a pile, no matter how open-minded I am, I won't be happy with it."

"You think I don't know, but these few have thick wool. If we don't pick up their wool, how can we pick up the other wool?"

"Especially Lao Huang, you don't know, this time he has embarked on a big project, motorcycles. Good guy, he has an order for a thousand units. I guess he can have enough oil on hand now."

"This guy is like a miser, huh."

"Next time something happens, I will definitely not help him."

Mr. Wang pursed his lips, looking like he was about to break off the relationship.

Mr. Qian shook his head and smiled. He knew Mr. Wang well.

True temperament means true enthusiasm for people and things.

Don't look at him asking for sponsorship everywhere, but all the supplies he got are used on others. The clothes he uses now are all patched, and the life of his family is no better than that of ordinary workers' families.

This is what he admires.

By working with him, I can conduct research with peace of mind.

And I never worry about not having the materials I need for my research.

Because he will fully satisfy you.

"Then we have to slow down and let parents grow wool."

"You're working too hard, it's not good."

Mr. Qian suggested with a smile, but Mr. Wang shook his head after hearing this, "It's not about this, it's about the progress of these guys."

"From now on, it will be hard to fight this autumn wind. It will be hard to live this life."

Mr. Qian didn't say anything. He had endured many hardships in the northwest, so he really didn't care about this.

"By the way, has the time for the air blast been decided?"

"It's decided, at the end of this month."

"So fast?"

"Well, if we don't hurry up, our combination experiment will be completed. Can they not be in a hurry?"

Mr. Qian was very pleased to see the progress.

With the help of a group of dedicated comrades, the combined experiments finally made breakthrough progress. All preparatory work has been completed, and the data that needs to be tested are all qualified.

Theoretically, the conditions for combination are met.

"We are making rapid progress."

"Well, I would like to thank the comrades here, especially the group led by Comrade Ran Zhiqiang. Not only did they complete their own work experiments, they also helped other groups test the data and achieved good results."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Mr. Wang nodded. He knew Ran Zhiqiang well. When he was in the Second Machinery Department, he was a capable person, knowledgeable, experienced and good at doing things.

Serious and responsible, he is a good comrade.

"Do we need anything else here?"

When Mr. Qian asked Mr. Wang, he nodded and took out a piece of paper from the table, "This is a problem we need to solve."

Mr. Wang took it and Mr. Qian explained at the side, "The biggest problem we face is the manufacturing of materials and precision equipment."

"The special materials used in missiles now come from abroad, which is a major hidden danger for us to grasp the core and vigorously develop."

"Secondly, the manufacturing of precision equipment involves the size of missiles. Our current size is too large, which is not conducive to miniaturization development."

"So, we need the best machine tools and the best processing equipment."

"The last thing is funding."
To be continued...