The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"Buzz, buzz, buzz, hula la la~!"

In the office, the old-fashioned electric fan was turning weakly. I don’t know if it was because the bearings hadn’t been oiled for a long time, but the sound it made was very dull.

The document on the table was blown up by the wind, and a corner of it was not until someone sat down and blocked the wind that the document closed again.

"Indicator, indicator, there is no indicator. Our factory's current output is the indicator. What you need to do is to increase the output under limited circumstances~!"

Faced with Section Chief Jin who came over to complain again, Li Feng was helpless. There were only so many sewing machines and the General Logistics Department had already issued instructions.

The bulletproof vests that were sent over have already been tested with live ammunition. We'll start making them first, making as many as we can.

It was a little late to remind Shen Xinnian, and Li Feng felt a little regretful. He already knew that the sewing machine over there was about to smoke.

But the production capacity of the ceramic plug plate at the research institute is limited by the high-temperature electric furnace. No matter how fast the sewing machine is operated, the furnace burns slowly~!

"Without an accurate indicator, we can't do a solid job. This warehouse...!"

Section Chief Jin rubbed his hands, looking worried. After all, he didn't get an answer from Secretary Li, and he didn't know what the target was issued by the factory.

"Captain Jin, I'm afraid you didn't understand what I meant. The product developed by our factory is the only one in the country that can be supplied, and it is also the only one that can meet this standard."

Li Feng spoke with such confidence while holding up the teacup, because the reaction of the General Rear Admiral could already be seen.
"No matter how much you pile up in your warehouse, it won't fit in anymore. This is just the beginning. You can't even supply a regiment. Do you know how many people are in a regiment? A small regiment has more than a thousand people, and a large one needs two thousand. How many pieces have you made?"

Knocking on the table with the teacup lid, Li Feng reiterated that in the investigation department, when no one had figured out the product, no one wanted it, but when it was finally figured out, everyone reached out to him, the factory director.

"Well, go to the Materials Department and find Chief Liu. I told you to ask him to coordinate a warehouse. You don't have to rush. By the end of the month, it will be taken away naturally. It won't take long~!"

Seeing that Section Chief Jin was still hesitant and had no intention of leaving, Li Feng could only give a solution: the finished bulletproof vests could not be piled up in the yard.

In the ceramic workshop, there is a lack of skilled industrial workers, and the glue for bonding ceramic panels is also limited in quantity. On the contrary, as for raw materials, only one-tenth of the dozens of tons of alumina has been used so far.

"If it's still not enough, then we can add more people. As for sewing machines, we can add at least ten more. I've asked the textile factory and they have special cutting machines. We only rely on scissors. If we change to machines, our efficiency will be much higher~!"

For Mr. Jin, the good news is that there are no specific indicators, and the bad news is that having no indicators is the biggest indicator.

Since he realized from Secretary Li's words that the output was far from enough, Section Chief Jin decisively reached out to ask for people and materials~!

"Hi~!"

"Wait a minute, we'll add more later. You need to wait for the other side, otherwise, even if you just make it, it'll just be a vest~!"

After giving Section Chief Jin a subtle reminder, Li Feng was now getting anxious. Otherwise, it would be impossible to move the transportation department's ancestral electric fan here. On the one hand, the top floor was hot, and on the other hand, Li Feng was also thinking about expanding production capacity.

The ceramic workshop of the institute is now like a resistor. The huge current is blocked here.

If the output of the ceramic workshop exceeds that of the sewing workshop, there is no need for Section Chief Jin to come here himself. Li Feng has already thought of a way to get these people and objects to him.

"Okay, I'll go back first then~!"

"Go ahead~!"

Waving his hand, Li Feng unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, stood in front of the electric fan again, pinched his collar, and enjoyed the hot air pouring into his collar and taking away the heat from his body.

Li Feng did not rise from the production line. Four years ago, he was just a truck driver or a real estate salesperson.

When the product starts to be launched, he has to start learning even if he doesn't know how to manage production.

From the supply of raw materials to the expansion of the production line and the arrangement of production personnel, the reality is not like playing some business games where you can just click the mouse and finish the job.

In this era, all production and operation activities of a factory depend on two words: indicators.

Under the planned economy, you cannot buy the products you need just because you have money. When Section Chief Jin came to ask about the indicators, he wanted to find out the production limit set by the sewing workshop for a month.

Li Feng couldn't give a specific indicator because he didn't have any specific indicators. Not setting an upper limit was the biggest indicator.

The aluminum plant has alumina production targets, which are far higher than the output of bulletproof vests of the Red Star Factory. It is the only factory with an unlimited supply of raw materials.

The plain cloth used in the vest has indicators for the textile factory, and the chemical plant that produces glue also has indicators. The textile factory is fine, as the plain cloth used is coarse cloth and the output is not low. As for the glue, the one used is quite special.

In that era, there was no 502 glue available on the streets, and the supply chain for bulletproof vests was extremely imperfect.

Li Feng raised his head and drank the tea again. He wiped the corners of his mouth. All these problems had to be reported. Only when the industrial chain was formed, he, the factory director, could sit in the office, look at the production data, and organize people to load and ship the goods.

"It's hard to build an empire, and it's not easy to open up a new track either~!"

Sitting back in the chair, Li Feng tilted his head back and rested it on the back of the chair. He couldn't help but sighed, lit a cigarette, and started smoking.

Under this economic model, superiors are only responsible for setting targets, and subordinates are only responsible for production according to the targets. However, if something new comes up like a bulletproof vest, both superiors and subordinates will be caught off guard.

"Dingling bell~!"

The phone on the table started to ring again. Li Feng stretched out his hand weakly, still wondering if it was Shen Xinnian calling or Gu Yaodong urging for the shipment. Who knows, it was neither of them.
"Crooked~!"

Not long after picking up the microphone, Li Feng perked up again and quickly put the cigarette he had taken two puffs of into the ashtray.

"Hand over the house, Lao Ge, you really can cause trouble. It's not even the end of the year yet. I remember that the roof was only completed two months ago~!"

"We provide food and accommodation, and the workers are working hard. You are the secretary, and no one dares to look for you. Many people in my project department have called and asked in roundabout ways. There are also family members of employees squatting outside the construction site every day. The interior walls here have been painted. There are 15 buildings in total, from building 1 to building 15. Please arrange it quickly. The keys have been sent to the maintenance department~!"

Manager Ge was also very tough on the other end of the phone. Listening to the voice on the phone, Li Feng felt that he was as annoyed as himself.

The task was completed ahead of schedule thanks to the enthusiasm of all the workers on the construction site under the leadership of the project and the constant temptation from the workers' families.

Just hand it in, just hand it in. Anyway, it’s all left in the first phase, and all you have to do is paint the interior and exterior walls, and it’ll be done. Moving in won’t affect the construction site much.

"That's fast~!"

After hanging up the phone, Li Feng couldn't help but sigh again. At this time last year, the foundation had just begun to be dug, and in the blink of an eye, the construction site was almost ready for handover.

There are many things to do in the factory. Production is one aspect, and logistical support is another. The food in the kitchen has been improved, which has alleviated some of the complaints from employees due to the need to improve production accuracy.

The rest depends on the house. Now that they have moved into a new house and moved into an upper floor, everyone has to thank Secretary Li. Thinking of this, Li Feng got motivated again.

To reach this position at such a young age, he could not have done without the support of the grassroots workers of the Red Star Factory, as the secretary.

He picked up the phone and called the maintenance department again. After confirming that the keys to Building 15 had been delivered, Li Feng slowly stood up.

A group of people had already arrived downstairs of the office building after hearing the news.

Even Section Chief Jin, who had just left the office, came to the maintenance department, tiptoed and looked at the noise inside.

Basically, they are all cadres. For the dozen or so buildings in front, most of them are cadres who participated in the fundraising. As soon as they heard that the project department had delivered the keys, they put down their work and came to take a look.

For them, after paying the money for so long, they finally saw hope. One year had passed, and Li Feng felt that it was almost time. But they had been waiting eagerly, and even complained that it was too slow~!

When Li Feng arrived, the cadres gathered in the maintenance department hurriedly dispersed, but they did not go far.

At the window of another office, someone poked his head out and got the key from the maintenance department, which was the key to the house they had been waiting for.

“513~514……!”

When you walk into the maintenance department, you can see bunches of brass keys placed on the table. The chief and deputy chief of the maintenance department are also supervising the number of people clearly.

When he saw Secretary Li come in, he quickly greeted him.

"540 sets, no problem~!"

After signing their names on the project department's list, the keys were handed over. Li Feng happened to witness this scene.

"Notify the Publicity Department and use the loud speaker to announce that the room will be handed over this afternoon. Don't keep the keys. I see that everyone is waiting anxiously~!"

Li Feng picked up a bunch of keys on the table and looked at the numbers on them. He then looked at the door and saw more cadres gathered outside the maintenance department. Li Feng said with a smile.

"Secretary Li, I'm afraid that someone might not want to return the house~!"

Section Chief Meng wiped the sweat from his face and said, "Handing over the house is a rather tricky task. For example, Li Feng's family still lives in a house owned by the factory. After participating in the crowdfunding, the funds for the new house belong to the individual, but as the house belongs to the factory, it is time for them to withdraw.

"What's the big deal? The house allocated by the factory still belongs to the factory. If you want to continue living there, just pay the money~!"

"If you don't want to pay, and you don't want to return, then find Liu Guangqi~!" (End of this chapter)