1862 Lao Wang, it’s your turn to take action(1/2)
Hearing Mr. Huang's assurance, Mr. Xia nodded.
But Mr. Sun still had some concerns, "There are more machines and higher efficiency, which is naturally a good thing."
"But we also need to have corresponding tasks!"
"Without tasks, production capacity cannot be utilized. This is not a long-term solution!"
Mr. Huang frowned, then looked at Mr. Xia, "Old Xia, what do you think?"
Mr. Xia tapped the table lightly, "The workload is finite. We can increase it appropriately, but it is impossible to increase it all the time."
"Otherwise, a bunch of unused stuff will be produced and piled up in the warehouse, and we won't be able to account for it!"
Mr. Sun agreed, "And this may waste resources, occupy other production needs, and affect production!"
"right!"
Mr. Xia responded, "So I think we can work on the quality requirements of the mission!"
"Quality requirements?"
Mr. Huang was suspicious, "Why does it sound a bit like the internal audit department of a machinery factory?"
"Yes, that's where I got the idea. I plan to raise the level to a higher level for all subsequent tasks."
"Just like screws, the normal requirement is to be of practical grade, and then everything produced and processed in the future must reach the quality grade. If it cannot be achieved, the task is not completed!"
"If you can't complete the task, what benefits can you talk about?"
"I still want to deduct their money."
After Mr. Xia finished speaking, Mr. Sun took a deep breath.
"Lao Xia, if you do this, you are destroying their iron rice bowl!"
Mr. Xia raised his head and looked out the window, with a heavy look on his face, "You are right, I just want to break this iron rice bowl!"
"We just want to tell them that what we want are revolutionary workers, not workers who are unwilling to make progress and are greedy for pleasure!"
"You think that if you hold an iron rice bowl, no one can cure them?"
"dream!"
"Well said!"
Mr. Huang stood up again, "What kind of golden rice bowl or iron rice bowl is this?"
"People say outside that we hold an iron rice bowl, eat from the food supply, and live the life of city dwellers!"
"Some people take it seriously? They think it's effortless."
"joke!"
Mr. Huang glanced at the two of them with stern eyes.
“What kind of worker do you call yourself if you don’t work hard? If you don’t have a hammer in your hand, what kind of worker do you think you are?”
"I work all day long and wait to die as a foreign laborer. Is this also called a revolutionary worker?"
"Lao Xia is right. Some things cannot be justified just because there are many people, and you cannot be afraid to touch them just because there is an iron rice bowl."
"I want to tell these people this time that the iron rice bowl has weight. If you can't hold it, don't blame me for smashing it to the ground!"
After the three people finished talking in the conference room, Mr. Xia and Mr. Sun left one after another.
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Seventh Machinery Department.
Mr. Wang walked in from the outside with his head held high with a straight step, sat on his seat, then picked up the cigarette pot, pressed the cut tobacco into the pot, took out a box of matches, carefully took out one, and lit the cigarette pot with a hiss.
"A pack of cigarettes in the morning is better than a living god."
Mr. Wang leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, enjoying himself before going to work.
But just when Mr. Wang was about to click again, someone walked in from outside.
He is not tall and sleepy, but his clothes are very neat.
The person standing at the door looked at it, thought of something, and walked in.
"Good morning, Lao Qian."
Mr. Wang said hello, the person coming was the second in command of the Seven Machinery Department. The two of them had not cooperated for a long time, but they cooperated very well with each other.
One is in charge and the other is in charge of outside. It can be said that they complement each other.
"Old Wang, it's early for you too."
Mr. Qian walked in and ignored the smoke in the room.
Wang Laoduan sat down, put the pipe and pot aside, and then asked, "The research team will set off today."
"Yes, Comrade Ran Zhiqiang will lead the team this afternoon."
"Will it succeed this time?"
Mr. Qian shook his head, "It's hard to say. Any experiment has the risk of failure. What we can do is identify these risks to ensure final success."
Mr. Wang chirped twice more, his eyes twinkling.
"They spent a lot of money and food this time."
Hearing this, Mr. Qin nodded, "This is the last stage of the test. It affects whether our satellite can be put into orbit."
"Vital."
Mr. Wang curled his lips and said, "Last time, you said this the last time, but in the end, there was nothing left except a lot of flowers."
"If this fails again, we really won't have any food left."
Mr. Qian was silent for a moment, "This is not the solution."
"In order to increase revenue and reduce expenditure, we have almost reached the extreme in reducing expenditure. The food subsidy for comrades is the lowest among several units."
Mr. Wang also showed helplessness after hearing this, and then raised the cigarette pot in his hand, "Look, I can only smoke broken leaves now, and there are several other old guys who don't have cigarettes in their pockets."
"But what can I do? Now the national resources are being allocated to the third party and logistics. Just for the sake of small planes, we all have to move to the back."
"If you want to eat meat, it depends on your own abilities."
Mr. Wang said helplessly, "But there are more wolves and less meat. We were established late, so we can't compete with others."
After hearing this, Mr. Qian sighed again, "There is no way. Our experiment itself is a bottomless pit. Once it rises to the sky, all money is wasted."
"Who says it isn't?"
Mr. Wang also understands the other party's difficulties, but the reality always makes him unable to accept it calmly.
"I'll confirm with Director Ran later to ensure success the first time, which can be regarded as saving money."
"I hope so."
Mr. Wang does not have much confidence in this kind of experiment.
The main thing is that there have been too many failures, not to mention him, even the experimenters are used to it.
Before the two of them finished speaking, the sound of walking was heard in the corridor.
After a while, Ran's father came to the door with the folder and said, "Chief, leader."
Seeing that both of them were there, Ran's father stepped forward and asked.
"Director Ran, I was talking about you just now. I really said Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here."
Qian Lao smiled and said, "Are you here for this experiment?"
Ran's father nodded and put the folder on the table, "Chief, leader, this is the plan for this experiment. The focus is on overcoming the last problem in a targeted manner. If everything goes well, we will take another step forward."
"In addition, there are also the consumption of materials for this test, the personnel arrangements for the test, and safety issues, all of which are included."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Mr. Qian took it and looked at it carefully.
He had to deal with these matters personally.
Mr. Wang put the pipe pot away and started joking.
"Director Ran, you were able to get a threshing machine from the machinery factory last time, and you have done a great job."
"The funds obtained in this way have helped us a lot."
After hearing this, Ran's father smiled and said, "Chief, I just did something insignificant. The people who really should be grateful are the comrades in the machinery factory."
"Well, you're right. When I have time, I'll go to the machine factory with you and we'll have to thank you in person."
Hearing this, Ran's father said nothing more.
He knew in his heart that if he went to a machine shop to say thank you, he might just go to catch the autumn wind.
He couldn't afford to lose that face.
Especially since the machine shop has made so much money this time, if he finds out, he will definitely jump up and fight against the rich.
After Mr. Qian finished reading it, he handed the test report to Mr. Wang for review.
To be continued...