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Chapter 415 Don't worry, there will be no problem

As a production quality supervisor, Nadel knew that the idea of ​​targeting the items in the scrap warehouse was a rude awakening.

Moreover, if there are problems with the product now, in theory the final accountability will be traced back to the technical workers on the assembly line. As a production quality supervisor, it is actually very normal for him to discover and point out these problems under normal circumstances.

But unfortunately, this is not a 'normal situation' at this juncture.

Nadel has been working at Boqi Heavy Industries for nearly 20 years, but this is the first time he has truly felt the pressure the company is facing and that the top management is making many ridiculous decisions under pressure.

However, after a struggle between his inner self and his inner self, he turned around and left the warehouse door, heading towards the control room at the end of the workshop.

The people in the control room were also watching the production nervously and were ready to deal with problems on the assembly line at any time, but after seeing Nader they still greeted the senior employee.

Nadel nodded. He knew that these people were as busy as he was, so he didn't say too much politely, but directly asked one of them:
"Nick, where's Director Will?"

"He's in the office. It seems like his superiors are looking for him." The curly-haired young man named Nick pointed to the innermost door of the control room, which was the office of Will, the workshop supervisor.

Nadel looked towards the office door. Below the nameplate of "Supervisor's Office", a small electronic screen displayed the words "Do Not Disturb".

"Tsk, what a coincidence."

Nadel frowned and was about to ask his colleagues in the control room to remind him when the supervisor was free, when he saw the words "Do Not Disturb" disappear from the electronic screen.

Then, the door of the office was opened, and the workshop supervisor Will walked out with a worried look on his face. When he saw Nadel in the control room, he was stunned for a moment, then immediately waved to him.

"Hey, Nadel! I was just about to find you. Come to the office and talk."

"I just happened to come to see you for something." Nadel obviously didn't expect that his supervisor was looking for him, so he followed him into the office.

The desk covered with empty cans of energy drinks attracted Nadel's attention the moment he walked in. At the same time, a faint smell of burning nicotine also floated into his nostrils. Even with the air purification system working 24 hours a day, he could still smell cigarettes. It can only be said that Director Will smokes a lot.

"It seems like he's under a lot of pressure?"

Nadel thought as he walked to his desk.

"Just sit here for a while. I'm too lazy to clean up. I'll ask the cleaning robot to do it when I get off work."

Supervisor Will ignored him and walked straight to the chair and sat down. After stretching hard, he almost shrunk into the wide backrest.

"Damn it, I haven't been off work for 20 hours. I was just about to go back for a break, but my boss called me to an impromptu meeting."

Will lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then threw one to Nadel and continued:

"Next week, Lieutenant General Van Fleet, the military representative in charge of supervising military production, will come to inspect our company and randomly draw lots for the workshops to be inspected. Ours was chosen."

When Nader heard this, his eyes went dark. What does it mean that misfortunes never come alone?
On the other side, Will, the supervisor who was already a little dazed after working for 20 hours straight, did not notice Nadel's abnormality, but continued:

"You are the longest-serving production quality supervisor in our workshop. I want you to lead all other production quality supervisors to conduct a large-scale problem investigation in the workshop before the arrival of the new staff."

"There's no need to check, there's already a problem."

"I hope you can take it seriously. What did you say?" Will, the workshop supervisor, finally came to his senses. He became much more sober the moment he heard the word 'problem'.

Nadel sighed, then told Will what he had just discovered and the current inventory of spare parts, and then silenced the supervisor. The office immediately entered a somewhat depressing and awkward atmosphere.

Will pinched his philtrum frantically while quickly thinking of a solution in his mind. Such a thing happening at this critical juncture was extremely stressful for him.

After thinking for a long time, Will raised his head again and looked at the experienced production quality supervisor opposite him.

"Nadel, is it possible to wait for new spare parts before the next batch of HCPs are delivered? For the ones that are being produced later, we can slow down the progress a little bit, so that everyone won't be in such a hurry, and it is possible to maintain quality control."

"I can do the second half of what you said. I can just bring some people to keep an eye on it. But the first half is difficult. I have checked the inventory plan, and the next round of spare parts will not arrive until 10 days later."

"grass"

Will was silent again, but this time he quickly thought of a solution.

"Can we find some usable spare parts in the scrap storage room to use as replacements?"

"You also said that it is a scrap storage warehouse, and it is full of unqualified scrap products." Nadel's eyes twitched. He didn't expect that Will had the same idea as he just did.

"There must be something useful. It's not like I haven't looked before." Will tapped the table with his fingers, interrupting Nadel's words and continued:
"Some spare parts are just slightly flawed in workmanship, or their quality is slightly below the standard line, but they can actually be used directly."

"What if something goes wrong? These are military HCPs that are going to be sent to the front battlefield." Nadel's voice unconsciously rose. He still couldn't accept that the equipment that had passed through his hands would go wrong in the hands of frontline soldiers, or even cost them their lives.

"I can't care what happens to these equipment on the front lines, and I don't have the energy to care. I just know that if these problematic products are left here, when the federal government's inspection team comes to inspect next week, both of us will have to stop working!"

Will said this without showing any weakness, and his thoughts also represent the thoughts of most civilians living in the wartime economic environment in the rear - I can't control what's going on on the front line, I just want to live my own life well.

He paused, lowered his voice slightly and continued, "And given the intensity of the battle on the front line, these HCPs are also consumables. Regardless of whether they are qualified in all items or these slightly flawed ones, their survival time after entering the battle is calculated by days."

Seeing that Nadel's expression had softened a little, Will knew that he had slowly begun to be persuaded by him, so he immediately began to strike while the iron was hot.

"Nadel, didn't your wife just give birth? The whole family depends on your income. What if we fail the inspection and the higher-ups blame us and fire us? What will happen to your family? Adults can eat relief food and energy bars, but can newborn babies eat them?"

"But I am not responsible for this matter. What if something goes wrong with the equipment on the front line?"

Nadel was still struggling. He was worried that if something went wrong with the equipment at the front line, it would have been the responsibility of the assembly line. However, he had replaced it with discarded spare parts and released it. If anything went wrong, it would definitely be his fault.

"Don't worry, I'll take responsibility." Will said firmly, while opening his terminal.

"Work record No. 5922, authorizing production quality supervisor Nadel - employee number 1099, to use defective spare parts to replace spare parts of the M9A1 'Dao Mantis' of the XXXX production batch."

"Recording completed, Director Will." A clear female voice sounded, it was the voice of a work assistant.

"How about it? You are not worried now, right? Everything is on record. If anything goes wrong, it will be my fault. Just be at ease. Find a group of reliable people to work overtime and try to deliver this batch of goods before the supervision team arrives."

Will walked to Nadel's side, patted his shoulder, and comforted him in a relaxed tone:

"Relax, it's not that easy to go wrong~"

(End of this chapter)