Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 55: Small Toys from the Machinery Factory

"Oh."

Hao Fengchun nodded stupidly, completely unaware of what the deputy director of the office was talking to him.

The deputy director of the office smiled and said:

"At first we didn't know what Nani meant. It was only this morning when we asked other workers in the cafeteria that we found out what it meant."

"This shows that the comrades in the factory are very supportive of your small tutoring sessions! They are also very supportive!"

Chairman Jia smiled and said, "Yes! Since the comrades approve of this, then our union must make this thing well and promote it well!"

"We're planning to ask Assistant Chen Gao to teach the experimental class for the Factory University's special study month. I wonder if Director Hao agrees?"

Hao Fengchun's eyelids twitched.

What is Jia Zhigao's identity? What is his identity?
The factory union chairman asked him for someone in person, how could he dare to say "no"!
"Now that the chairman has spoken, we in the Fusion Workshop must fully cooperate with the union and ensure that the factory's learning month activities are a success!"

Hao Fengchun first expressed his determination, then changed his tone and said:
"It's just that Chen Gaozhu is the only Japanese translator in our workshop. Without him, we can't carry out our work."

"So the teaching time here probably needs to be coordinated."

The factory also held a learning activity in the first half of the year.

For the entire week, we used the entire afternoon for group study, and then everyone worked overtime at night to catch up on the work.

The whole factory was suffering.

Chen Luyang still has a lot of information to translate, so he doesn't have enough time to give lectures to others in the United States.

Chairman Jia waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about this matter! When we study, we must put production first."

"Study time is planned to be arranged after get off work every night, using one hour for study to ensure that it does not delay production work in the workshop."

After hearing the class time, Hao Fengchun finally felt relieved.

After leaving the union chairman's office, Hao Fengchun turned and walked towards the workshop.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw a dozen technicians gathered together, whispering and scratching, as if they were studying something.

"That's not right. He definitely can't get out at this angle! Why don't you try twisting it?"

"I can't turn it anymore. This is already the limit."

"How about trying a different approach? Maybe we're not finding the right fulcrum?"

"I think we can make a bolder assumption. Is it possible that this thing is inherently wrong? It can't possibly succeed!"

"..."

Listening to the technicians' discussion, Hao Fengchun walked over curiously and asked:
“Which one is wrong in itself??”

Cao Qinghang and the others turned around suddenly and saw Lao Hao standing behind them. They immediately said with some embarrassment:

"The toy Xiao Chen brought is called Mandarin Duck Buckle. We are just trying to figure out how to play with it."

"Toy?"

Hao Fengchun took the small item from Cao Qinghang's hand.

It was a lock made of two iron nails bent together.

In the middle of the lock, two iron rings were screwed in place, and as the hand moved, they kept colliding and making a clinking sound.

Hao Fengchun wondered: "How do we play this?"

Cao Qinghang said, "Xiao Chen said that we need to separate the two iron rings through the gap."

"Separate them?"

Hao Fengchun observed the lock in his hand.

One end of the locking ring is sealed, and although there is some gap on the other end, the gap is not enough for the other iron ring to be taken out, so a hard pull is definitely not possible.

Hao Fengchun tried several times, twisting it left and right, turning it again and again.

Finally, he returned the mandarin duck buckle to Cao Qinghang and said with a wry smile:

"I can't untie it."

Cao Qinghang said depressedly: "We haven't solved it yet, and we are waiting for Xiao Chen to come back from the toilet and solve it for us!" After a while, Chen Luyang came back limping with numb legs, a cigarette in his mouth.

Chen's mother cooked a pot of millet porridge last night, but didn't eat it.

Chen's mother couldn't bear to throw it away, so she poured the millet porridge into a basin, placed it in a water tank, and cooled it with water.

I cooked it again this morning and served it on the table.

But after all, the porridge had been left overnight and the weather was hot.

Chen's mother was worried that Chen's father would have diarrhea after eating it, and she was also afraid that if she gave it to her son-in-law, Sun Zhigang would have some other ideas.

She couldn't bear to leave her two spoiled daughters.

Junjun is her beloved grandson, and she is even more reluctant to let him go.

So without any hesitation, she gave the bowl of porridge to her own son.

Anyway, my son always cleans up the leftovers at home, so this bowl of porridge doesn’t make a difference.

Chen Luyang smelled something wrong with the porridge this morning.
But out of trust in his mother's love, he still swallowed it with pickles and steamed buns.

But when he got to the workshop, his stomach started to rumble, forcing him to go to the toilet for the whole morning.

The factory's dry toilets are already full of rich sewage, and with the summer temperature, the smell is incredibly refreshing.

Chen Luyang had no choice but to squat and light a cigarette.

It can both fumigate mosquitoes and purify the air.

Back to the workshop,

Chen Luyang suddenly saw a group of people staring at him, and subconsciously asked:

"What the hell are you doing? Why are you looking at me?"

Cao Qinghang held up the mandarin duck buckle in his hand: "We're all waiting for you to solve the puzzle! How do you solve this buckle?"

Chen Luyang laughed, looking like he was asking for a beating, and said with a "tsk tsk" sound:

"Hey~~Engineer Cao can't even untie the little toys from our Machinery Factory No. 1 Middle School?"

At that time, he had just entered the workshop, and Cao Qinghang looked down on him because he was a graduate of the No. 1 Middle School of the Machinery Factory. He still remembers this incident!
Cao Qinghang smiled helplessly: "I didn't realize you were such a vindictive kid!"

"Hurry up, how do you unlock this thing? A bunch of people are waiting."

“This is actually very simple~~”

Chen Luyang put the cigarette in his mouth and took the mandarin duck buckle to demonstrate it to everyone.

"First, rotate this into a figure 8, then twist it again, and the lock will be unlocked."

finished,

Chen Luyang happily took the two disassembled lock rings and shook them in front of everyone.

He even looked at the technicians with a look of smugness and provocation.

What happened to you, a graduate of the No. 1 Middle School of the Machinery Factory?

That means I have solid basic skills!
The comrade who had just suspected that this was a false proposition fell silent.

Watching Chen Luyang put the two iron buckles together again, Hao Fengchun looked at Chen Luyang in surprise:

"Okay, Xiao Chen, where did you get this thing?"

Chen Luyang smiled and said, "I drew the blueprint, and my grandfather did it."

The last time he gave the blueprint to Chen's father, Chen's father actually made a few according to the blueprint.

But when Chen Luyang held it in his hand, he felt that the gap was still a little too big.

So he took the toy to the workshop, thinking of using the pliers and tools there to bend it and fix it.

But who knew that before Junjun could even play, he was targeted by these people in the workshop.

I fiddled with them for a long time but still couldn't figure it out.

(End of this chapter)