Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 291 People are afraid of thinking about something

But he just thought about it in his heart and said:
"Even good wine needs to be promoted in a remote alley. Chairman Sui is also anxious to help us promote it."

Yu Anshan laughed and said, "You are talking about politics."

Chen Luyang said happily: "This person has been tempered in the fiery melting pot of our factory all day long, and his political attributes are very strong!"

While talking,

Chen Luyang noticed a box of cigarettes on Yu Anshan's table.

He just paid for a pack of cigarettes this morning.

Seeing the cigarette on Yu Anshan's table, he consciously stretched out a paw to pick up the cigarette box, poured out a cigarette for himself, put it in his mouth, and then scattered it around.

"Leader, why aren't you angry here?"

"Yes, I have!"

Yu Anshan subconsciously took the newspaper off the table and flipped through it while searching:

"Old Hao was smoking here with me this morning. I remember the matches were right here..."

Chen Luyang: "Then I guess Uncle Hao took the lighter away. I'll take it back to the workshop to smoke it tonight."

"No need!" Yu Anshan stood up.

"You should smoke your cigarette. I still have some matches."

As he spoke, Yu Anshan opened the bookcase, took out a new box of matches and threw it to Chen Luyang.

"Swish~"

Chen Luyang lit the fire.

Yu Anshan also got angry and picked up a cigarette to accompany him.

At this time, the bell for the end of work rang in the park.

There was no light in Yu Anshan's house.

The faint and soft light of the setting sun mixed with the smoke in the house, creating a light, soothing and relaxing tone on the office desk.

"It's still the smell of the leader's cigarette~" Chen Luyang said from the bottom of his heart.

"I let you smoke all the cigarettes I have every day." Yu Anshan rolled his eyes.

"Hehe~" Chen Luyang grinned.

He used his cigarettes to bribe Director Niu, so if he wanted to smoke, he had to buy them from his own leader.

"Leader, I'm not lying to you. This moment here with you is the most relaxing time of the day for me." Chen Luyang spoke from the bottom of his heart.

"The Italian engineers have to meet with the workshop in the next two days. After I finish this cigarette, I have to go to the workshop to review the information with the Italian engineers first, otherwise it will be difficult to translate."

Chen Luyang muttered softly.

Although getting more grades is better than writing more materials.

But writing is one thing, speaking is another.

You work hard all day long and don’t know how to promote yourself. Who knows whether you have done any work?

The worst thing is that you work so hard, leave your family and career, and work till the sun is shining.
Finally, the leader said nothing, so he asked you:
"What are you busy with every day?"

so! ! !
Chen Luyang has to promote himself whenever he has free time!
This is to give Yu Anshan a work report and let him know what he has been doing and what he is busy with recently.
It's also a way to give yourself credit for crying, so that he knows how hard you work.

"The factory knows that it's not easy for you." Yu Anshan advised kindly.

"I was there during the day when Chairman Sui came to Director Wang with a newspaper to talk about writing materials."

"At the time, I helped you push the work out, but Director Wang said you were capable and good at writing, and that you had always been in charge of the technical liaisons with Japanese experts and Italian engineers."

"No one else can write this material except you."

Chen Luyang's eyelids twitched.

This is not a nice thing to say!

"Boss, there's nothing I can do that no one else can! I'm just lucky and I usually do my job well."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Anshan waved his hand, signaling him to stop being so arrogant.

Yu Anshan leaned forward and lowered his voice unconsciously:

"Chen'er, I went to see Director Wang this morning, and he said he plans to promote you to senior engineer."

Chen Luyang's eyes widened: "What???"

Yu Anshan quickly stretched out his left hand and made a gesture to lower his voice.

"Don't shout, keep your voice down."

"This matter was only discussed between Director Wang and me today. It hasn't been brought up at the factory Party Committee meeting yet."

“But I think the chances of passing are very high.”

Chen Luyang sat stiffly on the stool and took a deep puff on the cigarette in his mouth.

Although the factory party committee discusses matters and makes decisions in accordance with the form of democratic centralism.

But who doesn’t know that Wang Qingzhou’s words are final?
He kicked out all those who opposed him, and only those who stayed were on the same page with him.

Since Wang Qingzhou and Yu Anshan both agreed, there was no need for Dong Jiangchao to object.

Basically, this is almost certain!

"Director Yu, can I...can I do this?" Chen Luyang was a little hesitant.

If he can continue to work diligently in the factory, he will be very happy to be given this senior engineer title!
But it seemed that Peking University was about to recruit him.

After the machinery factory completes its cooperation with Italy in the first half of the year and the newly upgraded car goes into production, he will carry his small schoolbag and go to Pianercheng to go to school.

I have no idea where I will be assigned after graduation.

At this time, the factory gave him a senior engineer position... This made him feel really uncomfortable.

And I feel guilty!

But in Kishiyama's view, his discomfort and guilt were just the anxiety and shame of a young man.

"Is there ever a time when our Director Chen lacks confidence?" Yu Anshan asked with a smile.

"It's not that I lack confidence... I've only been promoted to assistant engineer a few days ago, and now the factory has made me a senior engineer. I haven't made much of a contribution to the factory, so I feel unworthy of this position!"

Before Chen Luyang finished speaking, Yu Anshan waved his hand:
"How big a contribution is considered a big one? Do you think you have to expand our factory's territory and build a branch factory to be considered a contribution?"

"Director Wang said: Young people, it's good to be more energetic and full of vigor and vitality."

Chen Luyang felt a dry throat and wanted to say something, but his nose felt sore.

He took a trembling puff of cigarette, and his fingertips trembled.

Yu Anshan pushed the ashtray to Chen Luyang and comforted him, "Xiao Chen, don't feel too burdened. Just keep doing it the way you did before."

"The factory director values you very much, and I am also optimistic about you."

"Work hard, and your future development will not be bad."

……

Chen Luyang didn't know what kind of mood he was in when he walked out of Anshan's office.

Walking out of the factory office building,
Chen Luyang stood in front of the promotional board displaying Feng Jiuxiang's "Magpie on the Plum Tree" for a long time.

The beam of light poured down from the street lamp, deeply engraving the slender figure on the black earth.

With his current performance and contributions to the factory, it is not impossible for him to take on the title of senior engineer.

But when he thought about leaving the machinery factory to go to school in Pianercheng in the second half of the year, he felt reluctant and guilty towards the factory.

He always thought that he should do more and contribute more to the factory to live up to the factory's cultivation and trust in him.

And a sentence that Yu Anshan just mentioned unintentionally gave Chen Luyang an idea.

"Build a branch factory for the machinery factory?"

Chen Luyang looked up at the gradually darkening night, his expression becoming increasingly serious as he pondered...

……

Chen Luyang guessed correctly.

Since both Wang Qingzhou and Yu Anshan agreed, the factory party committee meeting was just a formality.

After hearing this proposal, Dong Jiangchao raised his hand in agreement without any hesitation.

that's it,
After International Women's Day,
Chen Luyang, a "friend of women" at the machinery factory, hadn't been promoted to vice president of the Women's Federation, but she had been promoted to senior engineer. "Xiao Chen, you're almost the youngest senior engineer in our factory! You're moving faster than a rocket!"

Xiao Wu's eyes turned red with hatred.

Chen Luyang shook his head nonchalantly: "Why call me Xiao Chen? Call me Engineer Chen!"

Cao Qinghang smiled and said, "Engineer Chen, when are you free to organize a meeting for us to communicate with the Italian engineers?"

When Chen Luyang saw Cao Qinghang speak, he immediately said seriously, "I'll go find them right away!"

Walking out of the fusion workshop, Chen Luyang, wearing work clothes and holding his chin high, walked in the yard of the machinery factory.

"Good morning, Teacher Chen~"

"morning!"

"Good morning, Director Chen!"

"morning!"

"Good morning, Mr. Chen!"

"Good morning~~"

……

Along the way, workers greeted Chen Luyang from time to time.

Although "Engineer Chen" may not sound as friendly and cute as "Teacher Chen" and "Director Chen", a grown man doesn't need cuteness!
Stability and reliability are more important than anything else!

The two words "Mr. Chen" sound steady, reliable and powerful.

When Chen Luyang left, he only left halfway.

In the fusion workshop, Xiao Wu, Lao Xue, Lao Jiang and Cao Qinghang were waiting anxiously.

After waiting for a long time, Lao Xue couldn't help but ask, "Did Xiao Chen go out to hire someone or make a baby? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

As he was muttering, a young worker ran into the fusion workshop.

"Engineer Cao, Engineer Chen asked me to come and find you guys at the assembly workshop."

"Mr. Chen said that the Italian engineers didn't want to talk in the conference room this time, but wanted to talk in the assembly workshop."

Cao Qinghang was stunned for a moment: "What new ideas have Marco Polo and the others come up with?"

When the group arrived at the assembly workshop, Chen Luyang was wearing a safety helmet and talking with Marco Polo and others.

On the machine tool, a small car with only the outline of its skeleton was placed on it.

Seeing Cao Qinghang and the others coming over, Chen Luyang explained:

"Engineer Cao, regarding the improvement of the car's interior, the Italian engineers said the drawings weren't intuitive enough, so they asked the workshop to make a few samples."

"This is the seat of the new car."

Cao Qinghang looked at the chair and asked, "Is this any different from before?"

Marco Polo stood nearby with a smug look on his face.

After hearing what Cao Qinghang said, Marco Polo stepped into the car with one of his long legs, then touched a button on the side of the seat with his right hand and pressed it lightly!
The originally vertical seat began to slowly tilt backwards.

Then, Marco Polo pushed the button again, and the seat moved up and down like an elevator.

Everyone in the fusion workshop of the machinery factory: ???

Countless little question marks rose above their heads.

What kind of innovation and design is this?

Cars in the past also had seat adjustment functions!

Marco Polo got out of the car with a smile, put his hands on Cao Qinghang's shoulders, and pushed him directly into the car.

Chen Luyang said: "He asked you how it felt to sit there."

Feel?

Cao Qinghang leaned left and right, then put his hands on his legs and lay back.

"You know what, this chair is really comfortable!"

Cao Qinghang moved left and right. This stool was much more comfortable than before.

Marco Polo listened to Cao Qinghang's words translated by Chen Luyang and happily introduced:

"In the interior design of this car, we took comfort and functionality into consideration, adjusting the driver's seat's reclining angle to 15 degrees and adding a lumbar support structure."

"This seat can significantly improve the comfort of long-distance driving, reduce driver fatigue, and make driving more comfortable."

"And considering the space constraints of small cars, the seat's range of motion and adjustment method have been carefully calculated to ensure maximum use of the interior space."

Listening to Chen Luyang's translation, Lao Xue, Lao Jiang and Xiao Wu couldn't help but go up and sit down.

"I was wondering why the Italian engineers didn't come to the conference room and invite us to the production workshop to see the actual product."

"If I hadn't sat on it myself and felt it, I wouldn't have known it was so comfortable!"

Xiao Wu was sitting in his seat, feeling and sighing.

But before he could express his feelings, Chiang Kai-shek kicked him down and he took the seat instead.

After sitting down, the veteran didn’t want to get up anymore.

"This chair is great! Can we give each person in our workshop one?"

Lao Jiang's wife has been quite aggressive these past few days.

His waist is a little sore and he feels a little dizzy when he walks.

Chen Luyang smiled bitterly: "Let's sit on the hard bench. We can't afford to sit on this chair."

Old Xue wondered: "What's going on?"

Chen Luyang said: "Madagascar designed an electric seat with a motor drive system. The motor drives the gear mechanism to achieve forward and backward movement of the seat and adjustment of the backrest angle and height."

Cao Qinghang's expression, which was just full of joy, froze when he heard the words "motor drive system".

Previously, car seats were adjusted in height and backrest angle using manual wrenches.

Although it is a bit laborious to use, it is economical, has low production costs, and is relatively easy to mass-produce.

But if you use motor drive, the cost will be high.

Cao Qinghang and Chen Luyang have long since developed a tacit understanding in their work.

Just by looking into each other's eyes, they can guess what the other person is thinking.

Chen Luyang immediately smiled and said to Marco Polo, "Apart from the seats, are there any other designs?"

"Of course!" Marco Polo said happily, looking up at the sky.

Everyone:? ? ?
Cao Qinghang and others subconsciously looked up, but they could see nothing except the ceiling of the factory.

"What does this mean? Building cars to the sky?"

Marco Polo rolled his eyes.

He walked excitedly to the front of the car frame and clapped his hands on the roof, again and again.

"Xiao Chen, what kind of art is this? Why can't I understand it?"

Cao Qinghang looked at Chen Luyang in confusion, then at Marco Polo, feeling that he really couldn't keep up with the artists' thinking.

Chen Luyang translated, "Engineer Cao, this is called a skylight. It's the roof designed for us by an Italian engineer."

Cao Qinghang was stunned for a second, his throat piercing.

"Is this glass the roof?"

"Correct!"

Marco Polo began his introduction with great enthusiasm.

"This panoramic sunroof uses a large area of tempered glass material, which can cover most of the roof area, providing a wider field of view and better lighting effects."

"In terms of design, our skylight uses a sliding rail design, which can be partially or fully opened by button control, providing both ventilation and lighting."

Marco Polo's mouth was like a flower, popping out words,

Cao Qinghang and the engineers in the fusion workshop felt a chill run down their spines after hearing this.

(End of this chapter)