Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 267: When can we open the country’s borders?
Meng Meng couldn't hear what Chen Luyang said, but when she saw Chen Luyang waving at her, she immediately leaned on the window happily and waved at Chen Luyang.

I waved until the train left the platform and could no longer be seen.

Sun Yi clicked his tongue: "This girl must really like you."

Chen Luyang: "Forget it, I already have a partner."

Sun Yi gossiped: "Come to think of it, who are you dating?"

Because of what Meng Meng did today, he started to wonder who Chen Luyang's partner was.

Chen Luyang is really awesome when talking about his partner.

"have you seen."

Sun Yi: ???
After a minute of silence, Sun Yi was surprised: "The female manager of Songting Hotel?!"

Chen Luyang said proudly: "Yeah~ She is my girlfriend."

Wow...!
Sun Yi's eyes changed instantly when he looked at Chen Luyang.

Originally, he wondered who Chen Luyang's partner was, as he was so mysterious.

Who would have thought that it was the female manager of the hotel for foreign guests?

In an instant, Sun Yi felt a deep sympathy for Meng Meng.

He and Jiang Tie both realized that Meng Meng was trying to pry Chen Luyang away from her.

But this corner is really too difficult to lift!

Sun Yi traveled all over the country, but it was difficult for him to meet a few bright and beautiful women like Chen Jinyue.

Meng Meng...what can I say?

It's not that it doesn't look good.

Too tender.

……

On the third day, a truck loaded with a large amount of waste tires rumbled into the station.

The dusty Fu Donghu and Song Liaosha finally set foot on the land of their motherland again.

The moment I saw Chen Luyang,

Song Liaosha was so thin that she looked unrecognizable. She walked over weakly, holding onto the car body. Her face looked like she was about to cry, and she wailed loudly:
"Brother...! I finally made it back alive!"

After Chen Luyang introduced Sun Yi and Fu Donghu to each other, Song Liaosha smacked her lips and said urgently:
"Brother...quickly give me some pancakes and steamed buns to eat."

Chen Luyang was surprised: "Why are you so hungry? Does the Japanese company not provide you with food or what?"

Song Liaosha said miserably: "That's not what you call eating... All I eat is those sticky beans all day long, and I fart all the time. I had diarrhea for several days."

Chen Luyang frowned: "Is it really that bloody?"

Fu Donghu trembled and said, "I'm almost starving to death. If you don't have steamed buns or flatbreads, just give me some salted radish strips."

Fu Donghu and Song Liaosha were almost starving.

Sun Yi and Chen Luyang quickly took them to a restaurant for dinner.

Two mechanical tough guys who grew up under the red flag and in a granary province felt the oppressive feeling of starving ghosts when eating in a restaurant.

Not only a plate of steamed buns went in.

Everything on the plates on the table was eaten up, even the fish stew soup was wiped clean by them using steamed buns.

"belch!"

Song Liaosha burped, and her previously flat belly now had a slightly rounded outline.

"Are you full?" Sun Yi asked.

"I'm full." Song Liaosha replied.

"What about you, Brother Fu?" Chen Luyang asked.

"I'm full too." Fu Donghu picked his teeth with a toothpick and then wrapped his teeth with some sugar.

"Just eat your fill." Sun Yi looked at the several large empty plates on the table with lingering fear.

"If you two are full, Xiao Chen and I will have some."

Sun Yi ordered two more bowls of fish ball and shrimp noodles for Chen Luyang to eat with the leftovers.

Chen Luyang accompanied Fu Donghu and Song Liaosha to Qingyun Market for the third time.

There are many outsiders in Zuizihe City, but there are even more traitors!

Song Liaosha looked a little conspicuous in the provincial capital, but here she felt like she was back home. Walking on the street, she could meet many mixed-race young people who looked like her.

After buying things for my father, brother and sister,
Song Liaosha and Fu Donghu each bought a candied haws.
While chewing on the Digestive Soul, I stood in front of a stall selling frozen salmon outside, watching a young man with a southern accent bargaining with the lady in front of the stall.

Although they say they are buying fish, what they are actually selling is caviar.

In winter, Cone River City is a natural ice cellar.

Fresh salmon is caught from the river and thrown onto the ice, which is the most timely way to freeze and preserve it.

Moreover, salmon is a local specialty and is abundant in the local area. It is a common home-cooked dish among local people.

Actually, the price is not expensive.

The only drawback is that the fish cannot be kept fresh.

Once the fish meat slows down, it will easily deteriorate and will be very difficult to transport.

On the contrary, caviar can be pressed into small cans, which makes it convenient to buy and carry.

"Brother Sun, why don't we open a canning factory or something here?" Song Liaosha suddenly asked.

"It would be great if our fish could be canned or packaged, and then processed simply."

"Not only will the price double by then, but it will also be easier to transport. Wouldn't that open up new sales channels?"

Sun Yi shook his head: "It's not easy."

"As you can see, our Cone River City is such a tiny place, and the existing businesses are all stretched thin, so there's no room for a processing plant."

"Besides, one production line is not a small number."

"We were thinking about whether we could buy a second-hand production line from a food factory at a low price."

"Or we can customize a set of equipment from our provincial machinery factory based on this production line."

They also want to go into production as quickly as possible.

But at present, the small cannery in the city is only enough to produce and process caviar.

We really can't take on any more production work.

Song Liaosha nodded thoughtfully.

Fu Donghu said, "Actually, the most important thing you should build here is a timber processing plant."

Song Liaosha was curious: "There are trees here, but it doesn't look like it's suitable for a processing plant!"

Sun Yi shook his head: "We don't have any here, but there are some next door."

As they spoke, several people turned their gaze outside the country.

Trees all over the mountains.

As far as the eye can see, the pine trees are covered with snow in bunches and clumps, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Chen Luyang sighed: "Once the country opens, we can import timber from next door, process it, and then ship it across the country. Then our business will be big."

Song Liaosha's pupils shrank into a circle in an instant:
"When the border opens, I can see my mother..."

Sun Yi said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "That's entirely possible! We used to be an important trading port with the Soviet Union."

"Once the country opens, there will be many Russians here, and we will definitely get news about your mother."

Song Liaosha looked outside the country with eyes full of longing.

Turn around,

Emerald green eyes looked at Chen Luyang,
"Brother...when will the country be able to open its borders?"

Chen Luyang: "Wait two years! We've already started reform and opening up, so the opening of our borders won't be far behind!"

……

the next day.

Chen Luyang waved goodbye to Sun Yi, and together with Fu Donghu, they took the worried Song Liaosha and boarded the train home.

They also brought back the first batch of waste tires shipped from Japan. These waste tires were placed on a freight train in the provincial capital, Zhuizihe City.

In order to facilitate the production of provincial machinery factories and reduce transportation costs,

Why not just add a section of freight railway and drive it directly into the back door of the machinery factory.

A group of workers were waiting nearby early, ready to unload the goods.

Chen Luyang got off the train and looked at the newly added track in surprise.
"This thing is great! It saves me a lot of trouble."

Then, the conductor opened the door and walked down, smoking and chatting with a young man from the machinery factory.

Others come here to move things, but he can chat with the driver!

"Who is this person?" Chen Luyang asked curiously.

"Hao Meng from the office." Song Liaosha replied.

"What an awesome name!" Chen Luyang was shocked.

"It's a powerful name, and he's a powerful person too. He used to be in charge of the warehouse, and now he's been promoted to office clerk. He's a big shot in Director Niu's eyes." Song Liaosha answered like she knew everything.

"I heard that he was in charge of everything regarding this railway project."

"Thieves running between departments know it!"

Chen Luyang nodded: "I figured it out. He's quite clever."

After saying that, Chen Luyang rolled up his sleeves and joined the team moving tires.

This time, all the male workers in the rubber workshop came out to do the heavy work of moving the tires. As the workshop director, he had to do an even better job!

There is strength in numbers!
By the time everything was moved, the sun had already set.

Fortunately, team leader Zhao Yuejin led the workshop workers to clear out the warehouse.

Otherwise, it would not be so easy to move it in.

When Chen Luyang went to the warehouse to check at night,
I saw Xiang Guowu holding a small notebook and climbing up and down a pile of waste tires, looking left and right.

I remember something from time to time.

"What are you writing, Brother Xiang?" Chen Luyang asked curiously.

"Director, I have some discoveries. Please come and take a look."

Xiang Guowu called Chen Luyang over.

"You see, this piece of rubber is different from the other tires."

Chen Luyang looked down.

I saw a black rectangular piece of rubber stuck in the middle of a waste tire and rolled into the workshop along with the waste tire.

This rectangular piece of rubber has very good elasticity, viscosity and plasticity, and the weight when you hold it in your hand is also quite good!

"What kind of rubber is this?" Chen Luyang's eyes lit up.

"I suspect this is recycled rubber from Japan."

Xiang Guowu squatted beside Chen Luyang, looking at the piece of rubber in Chen Luyang's hand with shining eyes.

"When we use waste tires, we usually crush and grind them first, then use vulcanizing agents to form new rubber, and then use it in the next step of production and manufacturing."

"The Japanese, on the other hand, are able to use chemical agents and physical methods to convert waste tires into recycled rubber for production."

"Now that we have this little piece of rubber, maybe we can reverse engineer how it's made."

Chen Luyang's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "Then we can learn their technology and make it our own?!"

Xiang Guowu nodded heavily: "Yes! Then it can become ours!"

Chen Luyang said anxiously, "Then let's look for more! See if there are any more films like this! Take a piece and study them."

The light in the warehouse was a small, dim bulb.

After all, we are not working in the warehouse, as long as there is a light

At that moment, Chen Luyang and Xiang Guowu were in the dim warehouse, constantly looking through the waste tires to see if there was any recycled rubber that had been brought in.

Zhao Yuejin is on duty in the workshop tonight.

He came out of the workshop with a flashlight and saw that the lights in the warehouse were on. He thought someone had left the lights on, and just as he walked to the door, he heard something rustling inside.

There are faint voices of people talking...

"Thief?!?"

Zhao Yuejin's heart tightened, and he picked up the big shovel next to him and walked into the warehouse quietly.

Before I had taken a few steps, I saw a man with his butt sticking out and his back bent, rummaging around in a pile of waste tires, not knowing what he was looking for.

"You fucking... stole this. I'll make you turn it over!"

Zhao Yuejin looked furious and picked up a shovel, hitting the big butt in front of him hard with it.

"what……"

A scream.

……

"Director, I was wrong."

"I shouldn't have been on duty today in the first place."

"If I don't schedule today's shift, I can't come out on patrol."

"If I hadn't been out on patrol, I wouldn't have noticed the warehouse lights were on."

"If I hadn't noticed the lights were on in the warehouse, I wouldn't have been able to..."

Chen Luyang was furious: "What's going on? Are you apologizing or taking credit? Did I deserve your praise?"

Zhao Yuejin said shyly: "No... I mean, if I wasn't on duty today, I wouldn't have hit you..."

Chen Luyang almost fainted from anger.

What does "I didn't hit you?" mean?

It’s not okay to be beaten by others!!!
"Alright... I'm not to blame you this time. You saw someone in the warehouse and it was right to come over and take a look. But you can't do it alone!"

Chen Luyang held the wall with his left hand, covered his butt with his right hand, and began to teach earnestly:
"What if the other party is a gang?"

"No matter how good you are with a shovel, you can't win in a team match. Find someone else next time."

Zhao Yuejin: "Director, it's okay. I was staring at the alarm when I did it. I just wanted to beat someone up first, and then press the alarm..."

Chen Luyang: ...

This is because he was beaten with the soles of Chen's father's shoes, so his butt is firm.

Plus, he bent down enough.

The shovel hit him purely on his butt, not his waist.

Otherwise, I don’t know whether it will affect my marriage life in the future.

"Director, what are you and Brother Xiang looking for here?" Zhao Yuejin asked.

Chen Luyang took out a piece of rubber.

"Look for this."

"The scrap tires the Japanese sent us contained a few pieces of recycled rubber. Xiang Guowu and I plan to collect this rubber and study it to see if we can learn some of the Japanese technology."

Although Zhao Yuejin's technical ability is not as good as Xiang Guowu's.

But after all, having worked in the workshop for so many years, I can still tell the quality of rubber.

“This rubber is great!”

When Zhao Yuejin saw the good stuff, his eyes lit up.

Chen Luyang glared at him unhappily and said, "That's fine. You two can look for it here. I can't stand it any longer, so I'll go home first."

Zhao Yuejin was a little embarrassed: "Director... can you still ride a bike? Otherwise, I'll carry you..."

Chen Luyang couldn't help but curse out loud: "Get lost! You're carrying me... I'm afraid you'll carry me and then throw me into the snow."

"Thank goodness I was wearing warm clothes in this winter. You almost broke my balls."

Chen Luyang rubbed his butt, staggered out of the warehouse as if his crotch was pulled, and pushed his bicycle home.

(End of this chapter)