The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Before nineteen sixty-six.

Regarding the Red Star 787 Factory, the equipment production license certificate has been officially issued.

Along with the official document came the military representative to the factory who was officially dispatched by the General Logistics Department.

Compared with Jiang Defu from the navy, this big gangster is much more formal. In the conference room on the top floor of the Red Star Factory, the senior leaders of the factory have to hold this meeting first even if they don't celebrate the New Year.

"Regarding the Type 64 grille armor developed by our factory, we will officially start production this year. I will be personally responsible for the monthly production targets. After the meeting, the factory office will send the planned targets to the cold rolling workshop and the material room~!"

"The first task of the cold rolling workshop after the beginning of the year is to devote all our efforts to the production of Type 64 grille armor and complete this year's tasks with quality and quantity. All departments need to work closely together. If there is a problem in any link, the person in that link will be removed. There is no room for negotiation~!"

In the conference room, Li Feng clasped his hands together and placed them on the conference table covered with a green tablecloth. To the right of his arm was the official document that had been issued.

What does it mean that military orders are as heavy as a mountain? This is what military orders are as heavy as a mountain. There is no reason to argue. The output quality does not meet the requirements. The grille armor developed by the Red Star Factory does not have high technical content. Medium-sized steel rolling mills have mechanical equipment to complete this task.

After much difficulty in developing the product, it ended up being sold to other factories. This was something Li Feng could not tolerate. There was no such thing as patents nowadays, and if you couldn't do it, you could only give way.

"Director Feng, if you have any questions, you can tell us now. The military representative is here. Don't hand over the task to you. If you can't complete it later and find any excuses, the troops won't accept it, and I can't accept it either~!"

Li Feng picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and looked intently at Feng Zhigang in the corner of the meeting room, who was not yet at the table.

Attending a high-level meeting at the factory for the first time, Director Feng seemed to have seen an opportunity to step up a ladder. His eyes were burning, his face flushed with excitement, and after standing up, he patted his chest.

"Secretary Li, don't worry. I will complete the tasks assigned to me, even if I have to live in the factory. If I can't do it, I will leave immediately without anyone telling me~!"

Whether a section-level cadre can be promoted to department level depends on both opportunity and chance. Although he did not get his own merit, he got a formal production license issued by the General Logistics Department, which is also an approval document. If he does not take advantage of the merit, he deserves to be a workshop director for the rest of his life.

Li Feng nodded slightly, looked at the military representative who had been sitting next to him, and asked his opinion.

"I don't have any problem here, Secretary Li, you can make the arrangements. As long as the quantity and quality meet the requirements, I can do it~!"

He is a secretary, and the military order has already been signed in front of him. What could the military representative be dissatisfied with? Anyway, he was sent here only as a supervisor, not to interfere in the production tasks of the factory.

"Um, what is this Type 64 grille armor? Was it made by our factory?"

Principal Jiang, who had not attended the factory's high-level meetings for a long time, was a member of the factory's archives committee and was learning about this matter for the first time. He was really curious.

Ever since he went to the driving school, the changes in the factory were so dizzying that he could hardly understand what was happening.

"Ahem, before that, we took on this task and developed it with the full cooperation of the technical department. You just need to know about it. The confidentiality level is confidential~!"

Li Feng gave a brief explanation. In the conference room, Principal Jiang was not the only one who did not understand this. The confidentiality level was confidential, which was just to remind everyone that not knowing was also a good thing for them.

If you talk in your sleep at night and let something slip, it will be a big problem.

“Oh, oh~!”

Principal Jiang, who had retired from the army, was not unaware of the confidentiality level. When he heard that it was confidential, he consciously stopped asking questions. He only needed to take care of the driving school and arrange the students and coaches properly, and live a good life behind closed doors.

"That's all for this part. No matter how much we say, it's better to wait and see the results. Director Feng, you decide for yourself. Please get out first~!"

After the briefing, the rest of the meeting's progress was no longer something he, a workshop director, could listen to. Feng Zhigang was also very sensible. After the task was assigned, he couldn't wait to get back to the workshop to make arrangements. The pressure was transmitted from Li Feng to him, and he had to pass it on within the workshop.

As long as his position can be moved, the positions of other people in the workshop can be moved up, and they are all in the same line.

"This one is about the production license for our factory's Type 65 bulletproof vests, which have already been included in the PLA's equipment sequence. Compared to the cold rolling workshop, this time, two departments will work together, one is the research institute, and the other is the sewing workshop~!"

The grille armor was stuffed into a sealed file bag, and another red-headed approval document for the bulletproof vest was pulled out by Li Feng. This time, a top-secret seal was stamped on the upper right corner of the document.

"The sewing workshop was previously managed by Director Jin. After more than half a year of adaptation, it has gradually transformed into a qualified production workshop. Li Xuewen, you will be responsible for supervision of this area. As for the research institute, Director Ran, my opinion is that you will be responsible for supervising the production over there. What do you think~!"

This was the first time Ran Qilin attended such a meeting. He changed into a green military uniform and shook his head at the responsibility thrown at him by Li Feng. This made the people in the meeting room couldn't help but look at him.

This is a burden and a responsibility, and of course, it is also the capital for future promotion. However, Ran Qilin is not interested in promotion at all. For him, the greatest pleasure is to have a laboratory and his wife and children by his side.

"I usually have to do experiments. If you want me to supervise, I may not have enough time. I think you can find someone more suitable~!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Ran Qilin rejected Li Feng's kindness without hesitation at the high-level meeting. He really didn't want to get involved in production, including input materials, output materials, finished products, waste products, and various data, which would delay his experiments.

"Deputy Director Shen?"

Li Feng nodded and searched the crowd. Finally, he saw Mr. Shen on his left. Although, it seemed that he might not be able to use the credit.

The calm and composed CEO Shen was originally daydreaming. It was easy to get by when he was working in a state-owned factory. The indicators were mostly consistent and he would not be picky about the margins. But now, it is a formal military production and is being equipped to the troops. If there is a small problem at this time, it would be a disaster for him.

Especially before retirement, he has to stay as stable as possible. No matter how great his achievements are, he has no chance to move up at his age.

Of course, the most important thing is the red word "Top Secret" on the document. It is really embarrassing. This is one level higher than the confidentiality level of the Type 64 grille armor just now, reaching the top level.

"Then I'll leave it all to you, Li Xuewen. You'll have to run both workshops. It'll be very stressful, so you have to be mentally prepared in advance~!"

The first and second both backed off, and Li Feng had no choice but to look at Li Xuewen. The meaning was very clear: he could not find a third person because the military representative was sitting right next to them. He came for nothing else but to get the bulletproof vests deployed.

"No problem, I'll do it~!"

Li Xuewen clenched his fists under the table and gritted his teeth. If no one wants to do it, who will? Since the two of them had discussed it before, there is no difference between adding one burden and adding two burdens.

"Comrades, here is the last document. This year, our factory will enter a wartime state and produce at full capacity. Depending on the changes at the front, we may enter militarized management at any time. What is militarized management? I will be the first person in charge. The security department, the militia, and other armed forces in the factory will be under my personal charge~!"

"Any behavior that affects our factory's production tasks will be dealt with severely and strictly by me. We will shift all our efforts to focus on production. This is the military order given to us by the army and it is also the order we received ourselves. Whoever makes me fail to meet the target, I will punish him~!" (End of this chapter)