The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

After get off work time.

The workers were bustling out.

In front of the pillar at the entrance, there were a few people standing at first, and then the crowd of people going home from get off work, as if they had discovered something one after another, turned around and stopped. Time seemed to have stopped. Even the cyclists squeezed the brakes and stood on one foot on the ground.

The employees who were originally laughing and joking gradually lost their smiles, a trace of confusion flashed across their eyes, and their fingers subconsciously clenched.

They are all employees of the steel rolling mill, having worked there for a few years or even decades. The names on the factory signs have become part of their blood.

As a result, today, in front of their own eyes, the big black characters of "Beijing Red Star Steel Rolling Mill", the three big characters of "Beijing Red" were scraped away, and only half of the character "Star" was left.

An old craftsman with a cigarette in his mouth, who was from an unknown workshop, brought a wooden ladder, stood on it, and was removing the characters one by one from top to bottom.

"Lao Pang, what are you doing? Are you going to repaint it because it's too old?"

A man standing at the side, who was about the same age as the master on the ladder, still couldn't accept it at this moment. He forced himself to ask with a forced smile on his face.

The old master on the ladder pulled out the cigarette hanging from his lips, sighed deeply, and shouted down.

"It's gone. We have to change the sign after it's removed. From now on, there will be no Red Star Steel Mill in our capital~!"

When these words were spoken, everyone who noticed this scene seemed to have their acupuncture points unblocked again and could move again.

Everyone found it hard to believe, but it was more like hard to accept that the factory that had been with them for so many years now had even lost its name.

"Where's the sign? Let me see what's changed~!"

The person below seemed a little hesitant and uncomfortable, and it was obvious from his expression that he was rather anxious, like a child who couldn't find his home and suddenly saw a house that looked very similar to his home.

The old master on the ladder shook his head, took another deep puff of his cigarette, flicked away the cigarette butt, turned around and continued to shovel new words.

"The woodworking workshop was working overnight. It's gone. It's all gone. The steel mill is gone. Only the 787 is left. Lao Chang, go back. You'll see it tomorrow~!"

After scraping away the characters one by one, the pillar at the door became smooth. The characters that had been painted on for more than ten years were gone, completely gone.

Not only the doorposts, but also the big red characters on the lintel above the gate, "Red Star Steel Rolling Plant", have been removed and replaced by a red five-pointed star.

A very large, red, and eye-catching five-pointed star.

The people in the Propaganda Department were also urgently dealing with the propaganda slogans on the eight-character walls on both sides of the door. The slogan "Learn from Daqing in Industry and Learn from Dazhai in Agriculture" that had just been painted on had also been repainted and covered up.

The newly written red slogans on one side read "Unity, Tension, Seriousness, and Liveliness", and on the other side read "Grasp the revolution, promote production, promote work, and promote war preparedness".

The factory is obviously still the same factory, but in my perception, it no longer feels like the same factory.

Just like changing the door sign and the slogan, everything inside and out of the steel mill was changed.

It wasn't even night yet and everyone in the factory hadn't left yet.

The people from the woodworking workshop came out of the factory carrying a long new doorplate with the words "Red Star 787 Factory" written in big black letters on a white background.

While the ladder was still there, the carpenter hammered in nails and hung the sign in one go. The new doorplate covered up the marks left by the shovel at the back, covering it up tightly.

As the lights come on, people who are changing shifts in the security department come out one after another to take a look at the brand new sign and sigh.

After a while, people from the woodworking workshop came one after another carrying a doorplate with red letters on a white background, which read "Material Research Institute of Red Star Factory 787".

Because there were a lot of words, it appeared a little smaller. Not only were the words small, the doorplate was also two sizes smaller than the main entrance. It was carried to the pillar at the entrance of the institute and hung there.

"Finished~!"

The staff on duty at the institute watched the people in the woodworking workshop leave and curiously looked at their own sign. Compared to the simple sign in the research room, which didn't even have a sign, at least it had a name. Compared to the lights in other workshops, which were gradually extinguished.

The lights in the workshop of the Materials Research Institute are bright.

Even if there is no sign, they still have to work. Today, these industrial workers from Shanghai are busy starting work and conducting trial operations.

Most of the workers and cadres had left work, but the factory director and deputy director had not left yet.

At this time, they were all in the workshop at the research institute, shoveling dinner into their mouths like ballast stones.

"Can't we do it tomorrow? Give them a break. Wait a while, then stop and clean up. What time will it be?"

Mr. Shen, who looked exhausted both physically and mentally, raised his wrist and looked at his watch. Because he was still chewing a steamed bun, his speech was unclear and he almost choked.

Li Feng patted Mr. Shen on the back and waited for him to swallow it before continuing to eat.

"It's different. We've changed the sign. It's a good day. Let's see if there are any problems. If there are no problems, we'll officially start working tomorrow~!"

Li Feng was very anxious. The production line and personnel were all obtained from the Investigation Department without going through the General Logistics Department. All these had to be mentioned when reporting to the General Logistics Department.

Director Shao hasn't sent anyone here yet, but he has just started working on his own. This is disorganized and undisciplined.

But as long as the ceramics can be produced and reach a certain strength and hardness, we can take them away for scientific verification to confirm our judgment.

No matter which factory it is, if they can get the ceramic workers they want, they will start with civilian ceramics. If they are more prepared, they can take a different approach and start with industrial ceramics.

What is this? This is called being cunning.

I guess the factory that cuts off its own factory would think so. They fooled other factories into another direction, made a fortune in silence, and overtook others in the industrial ceramics field. They would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood.

What else can Director Shao say? Is he going to dismantle the production line that has already started running and transfer people over? No matter how thick-skinned he is, he can't do such a thing.

The ideas are provided by ourselves, and we also have the ability to research and develop corresponding products. This is ability.

You just sit and wait for others to feed you, and then you use any means necessary to get what you want. Now you realize you are going in the wrong direction. Sorry, Li Feng can't do anything about it.

Things can either be done openly or in a head-on PK with each other. He doesn't care. Wasn't 921B steel developed under such circumstances?

When he was in the laboratory, there were only two or three kittens, but Li Feng was not afraid. What's more, now he has both the people and the equipment.

"Secretary Li, Deputy Director Shen, the workers have finished eating, can we start now~?"

Pushing open the door, a researcher in a white coat asked tentatively.

"Go ahead, fuck it, who's afraid of who~!"

After finishing the remaining food in two bites, Li Feng threw the aluminum lunch box on the table and stood up immediately.

Mr. Shen, who was standing next to him, was frightened by Li Feng's sudden movement. He quickly wiped his mouth, stood up and followed him out.

The production line has been set up and the workshop is also brand new. It looks like the opening ceremony of a new factory.

The workers and technicians who had finished their meals all put on their white coats. Even Ran Qilin came over from next door to watch the fun, along with the group of college students assigned to the institute.

Compared to the workers, their eyes were shining and they were even more curious about the opening ceremony of the production line.

"Push the switch and get ready to start~!" (End of this chapter)