The train driver in the courtyard

evening.

Lights were turned on in every household.

After finishing his meal, Li Aiguo sat at his desk and read the brief sent from the Fenghuo Container Dispatching Center.

After the large-scale promotion of containers in railways and water transportation, in order to maximize the turnover rate of containers, the railway department and the transportation department jointly established a container dispatching center called "Fenghuo".

Zhou Qigong is the director of the "Fenghuo" dispatching center, and capable personnel are selected from the Ministry of Railways and the Ministry of Transport to serve as dispatchers.

The dispatch center has dispatch branches all over the country. The branches are under the jurisdiction of both the dispatch center and the local authorities and are responsible for domestic land and sea container dispatch.

The so-called internal strategy is the material used for internal communication by government agencies in those days.

Different units call it differently; some call it internal information, some call it internal reference, and some call it monthly report.

The functions are similar and can allow readers to understand the actual situation happening within the agency.

Although Li Aiguo did not participate in the preparation and construction of the Fenghuo Dispatching Center, he was the developer of the container after all, and his name was also listed in the dispatching center.

So every month, Zhou Qigong would send someone to deliver the contents.

The first article in this issue was written by Zhou Qigong himself as the director of the dispatching center.

According to the article, the dispatch center's work went smoothly at the beginning.

Under the leadership of the organization, using scientific coordination methods and through the efforts of local dispatching offices, the container utilization rate was increased by nearly 10% and transportation efficiency was improved by 7%.

However, with the increase in the number of containers, the dispatching efficiency of the local dispatching offices became slower and slower. Zhou Qigong called on the dispatchers to work hard with the spirit of fearlessness of death and fatigue!
Of course, Zhou Qigong also led the way. At this time, he was leading people to various places to conduct research work.

Below are several other articles that all express dissatisfaction with the current chaotic situation of container scheduling.

There were problems with the dispatch of some containers, and some containers that were supposed to be in Beijing were sent to the southwest.

Some containers were filled with fruits that needed to be unloaded as soon as possible, but the dispatchers couldn't find the containers.

By the time the container was discovered, the fruits inside were already capable of being used to make wine.

These negative events have severely dampened the enthusiasm for promoting containers in various places.

In particular, many people at the local level were dissatisfied with the promotion of containers and took the opportunity to make trouble.

Material transportation is a big piece of fat meat. Even if you can't bite a piece of meat, you can get a lot of meat just by passing your hands through it.

The container transportation mode has brought the authority of transportation back to the upper level, affecting the interests of many people.

Many suggestions have been made, such as increasing the number of dispatchers and transferring skilled dispatchers from the railway department.
In Li Aiguo's view, these suggestions are not practical.

The number of containers has now reached more than 50,000, and they are constantly "flowing" on trains and ships every day.

To carry out such a large-scale dispatch, it is difficult to achieve anything relying on manpower.

The best way is to use the logistics tracking program from the previous life to dispatch the containers.

But at that time, the only computers in the country were 104 mainframes.

Not to mention the high cost, the quantity is also very scarce.

Of the several machines produced so far, except for one sent to Mr. Qian to calculate rocket parameters, the rest have been transported to the Gobi Desert to help grow giant mushrooms.

If we can develop a microprocessor with lower cost and better efficiency, we can solve this problem.
Li Aiguo lit a cigarette, narrowed his eyes slightly, and began to consider the feasibility of this idea.

The system does have a complete set of design and manufacturing solutions for 4004 and 8008, which can be obtained by spending points.

The real difficulty lies in the production of microprocessors.

Otherwise, you won’t be able to produce it yourself, and if you rashly give away your technology, you will only be making things difficult for others.

Just like the large particle collider project in later generations that required an investment of 2000 billion.

2000 billion is a large number.

As long as it is beneficial to the country and the people, we will not be reluctant to spend the money.

However, all the components and scientific researchers for the Large Hadron Collider come from abroad.

We are essentially using our own money to support foreign physicists in writing papers.

We are not against building a particle collider

We are against spending 2000 billion to build a particle collider for foreigners to play with and win the Nobel Prize
Compared to the illusory collider, what everyone hopes to build is a lithography machine, even if it costs a lot.

After thinking about this, Li Aiguo decided to first find out the status of domestic microprocessor design and production at that time before making any plans.

As I was thinking, there was a knock on the door.

Chen Xueru put Xiao Hongsheng down and opened the door. In came Xu Damao and Liu Lan, and they brought Xu Hua with them.

The two of them were obviously having something to do, so Liu Lan took Xu Hua to chat with Chen Xueru.

Xu Damao came up to Li Aiguo and said, "Brother Aiguo, I heard that you made a diaper?"

"Diapers. You mean diapers?" Li Aiguo was stunned for a moment before he understood.

Xu Damao rubbed his hands together. "Yes, yes, yes. It's diapers. I went to the supply and marketing cooperative today and it seems they didn't have any for sale. Can you sell me some?"

He added: "You also know that Xu Hua's skin is prone to rashes."

Although Xu Damao is not a good person, he is very good to children.

In the past, he treated his two step-sons, Hailong and Haitao, as his own sons and never lacked food and clothing for them.

Now that he has his own daughter, shouldn’t he spoil her to the utmost?
"Da Mao, diapers are not cheap!" Li Aiguo reminded him: "Each diaper costs about 80 cents."

"Ah! It's so expensive." Even though Xu Damao was mentally prepared, he still took a breath.

Eighty cents of corn flour is enough to feed the whole family for two days.

Li Aiguo went on to say: "Diapers are disposable products. One can only be used for one day."

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao's face became even uglier.

Spending 80 cents a day is indeed too extravagant.

Xu Damao hesitated for a moment, pursed his lips, looked at Xu Hua who was giggling beside him, and finally gritted his teeth.

"80 cents is fine, give me ten first!"

Looking at the eight yuan handed over, Li Aiguo realized again that he seemed to have underestimated Xu Damao's ability to make money.

Being a projectionist is indeed a lucrative job.

"Well, since you are willing to spend the money, we can't stop you."

Li Aiguo took out eight diapers and gave them to Xu Damao, completing the transaction.

Xu Damao took the diaper and rushed home excitedly.

Liu Lan couldn't wait to change Xu Hua's diaper.

Seeing Xu Hua giggling, she said with some distress: "Eighty cents a piece, that's too expensive."

"Don't worry, it's just 80 cents!" Xu Damao laughed, "I can just take on a few more extra income."

Liu Lan raised her head and looked at Xu Damao.

She felt that Xu Damao had many faults, but he also had some good points.

Liu Lan is a flamboyant person. After dinner, she carried Xu Hua, whose diaper had been changed, to Nan Yi's house to chat.

Because Nan Yi's family has many children and Liang Ladi is a cheerful person, the doorstep of his house has become a gathering place for children.

Seeing the diaper on Xu Hua's butt, the young wives were all surprised.

“Is this the diaper that Driver Li made?”

"Yeah!" Liu Lan said nonchalantly, "This thing is made on the railway and is not available on the market. It costs 80 cents per piece! But the effect is very good, so it's worth the money."

The young wives all praised Liu Lan for her good fortune in marrying Xu Damao.

Qin Huairu looked at the diaper on Xu Hua's butt, then at Xiaodang's diaper, and felt aggrieved.

He muttered quietly: "It's okay for Li Aiguo, he's a train driver and he made his own diapers. Now even Xu Damao sells diapers!"

In the past, Jia Dongxu would have been furious, but this time he remained very calm.

"Wife, don't worry. Xu Damao is like a grasshopper in autumn. He won't be able to jump for a few more days."

Under the moonlight, Jia Dongxu's mouth curled up into a sinister smile.
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The next day was the day for driving.

Li Aiguo left the house early in the morning, carrying a canvas bag and a lunch box, and pushing his bicycle.

After taking only two steps, I saw Liu Guangtian standing at the door with a stick.

"Guangtian, have you made a mistake again?"

Li Aiguo looked around and didn't see the domestic violence maniac, so he greeted Liu Guangtian.

"It's Brother Aiguo." Liu Guangtian lifted his sleeves to wipe his nose, grinning, "I won't be beaten today."

"Hey, this is rare." Li Aiguo didn't care and was about to leave.

The domestic violence maniac came running from the front yard with a large red cloth in his bangs. The red cloth made his face look red, as if he was drunk.

Seeing Li Aiguo, Liu Haizhong said excitedly: "Aiguo, this is just a coincidence, right? Look at this slogan, what do you think?"

"Slogan?" Li Aiguo was surprised.

Liu Haizhong stroked Liu Guangtian's neck with a snap: "Hold it up!"

Liu Guangtian could not escape the fate of being beaten.

After Liu Guangtian raised the stick, Liu Haizhong hung the red cloth on the stick.

Only then did Li Aiguo realize that the red cloth was actually a flag.

The flag fluttered in the wind, with a few large characters written in brush on it: "One hundred big hammers, eighty small hammers, three hundred and fifty-eight thousand hammers, tomorrow we will catch up with Britain and be more beautiful"

Li Aiguo couldn't help but gasp: "Second uncle, have you changed your career to become a construction worker?"

"What construction worker? This is the flag of our Leap Forward Class in the forging workshop. Be patriotic. Your thoughts are not very advanced recently. You need to study more."

Liu Haizhong pointed at the big words with his fingers, and put on the style of an old man, teaching: "I am now the monitor of the Leap Forward Class.

In the forging workshop, the large hammer forges 100 tons and the small hammer forges 80 tons.

You are a hero and I am a hero. Let's compete at the cast iron workbench. You can forge 80 irons, I can forge 100 irons. You ride a jet, I can ride a rocket. Your arrow can pierce the sky, mine can circle the earth. "

The flag is flying and Liu Haizhong is standing holding the flag.

Judging from his general appearance, if he were to live in later times, he would definitely be a fierce general like Xing Daorong.

Li Aiguo also understood that Liu Haizhong was actively responding to the call to work hard.

This story begins last year.

Since last year, the trend of bragging in Beijing has become increasingly serious.

Wang Da Kui’s scrap shop posted a slogan saying “Work hard to collect scrap”.

The steel mill also called for the production of 100,000 tons of steel a day. How could an activist like Liu Haizhong miss this opportunity?

At this time, Liu Haizhong still had a look on his face saying, "Praise me, praise me quickly."

"Second uncle, it's fine!"

Li Aiguo followed his wish, gave him a thumbs up, turned around and left in a hurry.

In the past two months, not only the steel rolling mills have been bragging, but even the railways have been different from before, and the work pace of the locomotive depot has accelerated a lot.

I rode my bike to the locomotive depot, and the morning meeting, which was originally scheduled to last ten minutes, was shortened to five minutes.

Captain Bai even omitted the safety precautions that he had repeatedly reminded the drivers of, and urged the drivers to set off quickly.

As usual, Li Aiguo brought Liu Qingquan and Lao Zheng to the station carrying maintenance hammers.

At this time, the steam locomotive had already stopped at the station yard.

As per usual practice, Li Aiguo crawled under the car to conduct a routine inspection despite having his clothes stained with oil.

The weather in September was still hot. I squatted under the train and soon my forehead was covered with sweat and my throat was very dry.

The sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the oil-stained railroad tracks, breaking into eight pieces and disappearing in an instant.

On the platform, dispatcher Xiao Zhao became anxious when he saw that Li Aiguo had not set off yet.

He ran over waving a small flag and urged: "Driver Li, please hurry up, we will fall behind soon."

Cao Wenzhi was smoking nearby. Upon hearing this, he blew a puff of smoke at Xiao Zhao and said, "Dispatcher Zhao, checking the train is to ensure safety. Why are you rushing us?"

Xiao Zhao knew that Cao Wenzhi had a bad temper, so he took two steps back and said helplessly, "Master Zhao, I don't want to do this either. The key is that our progress will be gone soon. The scorekeeper is watching us!"

When it comes to the amount of progress, Cao Wenzhi suddenly became discouraged, and Li Aiguo, who was squatting under the car, also let out a helpless sigh.

After boasting meetings were held in various places, the railway authorities also responded to the call and called for more transport.

But there isn't so much cargo and passengers, and we can't just drive an empty car clattering on the railway.

Finally, the Ministry of Railways came up with a solution - speeding up the trains.

The goal of train speed is to catch up with that of Britain and the United States by the end of the year.

Train drivers all expressed their support for this goal.

The Beijing Bureau issued a document requiring all subordinate locomotive depots and stations to carry out major speed-up activities.

If you want to speed up, you have to hurry.

Thus, the indicator of "progress" to measure work efficiency appeared.

For example, if a task that was originally scheduled to be completed in half an hour can now be completed in fifteen minutes, the fifteen-minute progress will be recorded for you.

Those who make the most progress will be praised.

If the standards are not met, they will be criticized by name at the conference.

To use an inappropriate metaphor, the amount of progress is like a whip, lashing the railway workers, dispatchers, and train drivers to hurry up.

In order to better respond to the call, each locomotive depot set up a so-called "Progress Office"

The Progress Office sent out scorekeepers to monitor the railway workers and record the amount of progress.

It's just that the locomotive depot originally had a set of precise operating rules, and blindly increasing the speed now would inevitably cause chaos.

Many train workers feel that the emergence of improved speed has changed the nature of this train speed-up campaign.

But in the general environment, no one can raise any objections.

Li Aiguo never thought that he could stop the wheel of history by his own strength, nor did he think about stopping it.

However, he did not speed up the process, but continued to carry out the inspection work meticulously.

Although Zhao was anxious, he did not dare to urge them any further in front of Cao Wenzhi and Li Aiguo.

At this moment.

A middle-aged man appeared at the station.

His hair was meticulously groomed, with half a pound of hair oil applied on it, so a fly would definitely slip if it landed on it.

Coupled with the high-end Zhongshan suit he was wearing, he looked like a big leader.

This person is Wang Wude, the former deputy director of the trade union.

Wang Wude walked around the station with his hands behind his back, looking at the busy workers, nodding with satisfaction, and occasionally giving them advice on how to speed up.

Wang Wude has been having a good time recently.

Very good.

In the last incident where Huang Jing had an accident, although the deputy chief of security at the General Administration was taken down, Wang Wude was not involved.

What made him even more ecstatic was that one of his old leaders became the director of the "Progress Office" in the ministry.

Wang Wude actively approached his old leader, recruited people in the Qianmen Locomotive Depot, and cheered for his old leader.

Because of his outstanding performance, Wang Wude was subsequently appointed as the director of the Progress Office of Qianmen Locomotive Depot.

Wang Wude made three important moves as a new official. He proposed the slogan "One day is equal to twenty years, compete with the rocket in speed and the sun and the moon in height", and set a goal of increasing the speed by 80%.

Wang Wude was a very capable person. In order to achieve this goal, he organized the staff of the Progress Office and formulated new rules and regulations.

Compared with the previous safety system developed by Li Aiguo, the new system has simplified many safety regulations, saved time, and greatly improved production efficiency.

The Progress Office of Qianmen Locomotive Depot was singled out for praise within the ministry.

Under such circumstances, although Section Chief Xing and other section leaders felt that Wang Wude's approach was a bit excessive, they could only reluctantly cooperate with his work because it was supported by their superiors.

Wang Wude made great achievements in the Qianmen Locomotive Depot and was very powerful for a time.

“As long as we can accomplish our goals, by the end of the year, we might be able to make further progress.”

Just as he was excited, Wang Wude saw a steam locomotive that had been parked on the battlefield for more than ten minutes.

"What's going on! If everyone is so slow, how can we catch up with the Premier League and the US?" Wang Wude raised his wrist to check the time and suddenly became a little annoyed.

The steam locomotive was not parked in the station yard, but blocked his path of progress.

However, Wang Wude was proficient in management work and was well aware that the county magistrate was not as good as the current manager, so he did not directly deal with the driver next to the steam locomotive.

He strode up to the station scorekeeper and asked with a cold and serious face, "Secretary Chen, what happened to that train? It's already overdue by ten minutes.

If we continue to do things the way they do, how can we catch up with the Premier League and the US?"

The scorer had actually noticed the steam train a long time ago and was trying to get away with it.

Now seeing the director come out in person, he had to whisper: "Director, I can't do anything about it!"

"No control?! Oh, is there anyone in the Qianmen Locomotive Depot that our Progress Office cannot control?"

The scorer's procrastination caused Wang Wude to scold him angrily.

After showing off his power, Wang Wude strode to the locomotive.

When he saw Cao Wenzhi for the first time, his expression stiffened a little.

However, thinking that he was following the rules, Wang Wude was not afraid and said loudly: "Master Cao, all trains are speeding up now. If your No. 131 driver team is so slow, it will affect the selection of advanced drivers in the section.

If everyone is like your team of drivers, how can we blame Britain and the United States for being backward? "

Cao Wenzhi had never had a good impression of political cadres like Wang Wude. He squatted on the ground and smoked a cigarette calmly: "Don't put accusations on us! Speeding up trains cannot be achieved by saving time for safety inspections."

"Hey, Master Cao, these are the new rules and regulations we are implementing!"

"I'm sorry, our driver team does not accept your new system." Cao Wenzhi's nostrils were smoking, and he looked like you could do whatever you want.

"Okay, okay, Cao Wenzhi, I respect you as the veteran driver in our section, so I gave you some face. Now you are getting ahead of yourself, don't blame me."

Wang Wude was jumping up and down and cursing when a voice came from under the car: "What do you want to do?"

Hearing this familiar voice, the rest of Wang Wude's words were choked in his throat. His heart skipped a beat and he twisted his stiff neck to look.

When a greasy head popped out from under the car, the pair of big black eyes were staring at him!

Wang Wude couldn't help swallowing his saliva: "Li, Li Da Che, are you back to work?"

"Look at what you said. I'm a train driver. If I don't come back to drive the train and still get paid every month, isn't that digging up the foundation of our locomotive depot?!"

Li Aiguo completed the inspection of all items, put one leg on the platform, exerted a little force with his hind legs, and climbed out from under the train nimbly.

He walked slowly towards Wang Wude holding the maintenance hammer.

Li Aiguo was tall and stood on the platform ridge. He used the height of two floors to overpower Wang Wude and repeated what he had just said: "What did you want to do just now?"

"I, I." Wang Wude stammered.

He dared to use his title as the director of the Progress Office to suppress Cao Wenzhi, but he felt a little guilty when facing Li Aiguo.

This guy is now full of honors and is a benchmark for the Qianmen Locomotive Depot.

He has appeared in front of Minister Teng several times, so even if a fight breaks out, there is no guarantee of victory.

That would be fine, but what worries Wang Wude even more is that this kid sometimes likes to act tough.

If Li Aiguo had hit him with the maintenance hammer at this time, even if he won the lawsuit in the end, he would have suffered a great loss.

Wang Wude is a man with a lot of bad intentions and likes to stir up trouble, but the biggest reason why he has been able to remain safe and sound over the years is that he knows how to adapt to the times, is able to be patient, and has many different means of dealing with things.

When Wang Wude faced Li Aiguo, he immediately pressed the R key, activated the Sichuan Opera face-changing skill, and instantly changed his face to a smiling one.

"Master Li, you misunderstood. I am also concerned about the honor of our Qianmen Locomotive Depot. You are a master, and if you feel it is necessary to increase the maintenance time, you must have your reasons."

After saying that, Wang Wude turned his head and looked at the scorekeeper: "Secretary Chen, what are you doing? Didn't you see that it was Driver Li's shift?!

Driver Li was designated as an advanced train driver by the ministry. If you have any complaints against Driver Li, you have complaints against the ministry.

Next time you see Driver Li’s team, keep your eyes open and don’t act stupidly.”

Scorer: “.”

Wang Wude was not done with the scorekeeper yet, and continued to say sinisterly: "Driver Li, Secretary Chen made a mistake in his work, and I, as a leader, am also responsible. I will reflect on it."

Wang Wude's performance was extremely brilliant.

If seen by someone who doesn't know the truth, they would think that Li Aiguo is relying on his status to get special treatment.

The Office of Advancement is a special department within the ministry.

The office director was actually forced to apologize to the train driver. Anyone who knew about this would think it was too much.

At this time, many employees had gathered at the station.

Everyone felt that something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)