Old Deng is reborn in the 1980s, and he starts by severing his father-son relationship!

Fortunately, Chen Deshun works at a major factory, and the staff quarters are located right next to the factory. It only takes about ten minutes to walk to work, which is quite convenient.

The factory's logistics department took care of everything in the residential area, from water and electricity maintenance to children's schooling.

In a few years, the factory's profits will decline and it will gradually go under.

Chen Deshun shook off his thoughts, strode into the factory area, and headed straight for the production workshop.

The familiar smell of engine oil and the sound of metal scraping filled the air, but instead of finding it pungent, he felt a long-lost sense of warmth and familiarity.

The production workshop is divided into four workshops according to the product process: parts processing workshop, electronic assembly workshop, debugging and testing workshop, and packaging workshop.

Chen Deshun is in the debugging and testing workshop.

This workshop mainly employs skilled workers who are responsible for adjusting the frequencies of assembled radios, calibrating the waveforms of oscilloscopes, and sending defective products back to the final assembly group for repair.

However, sometimes I need to work shifts in the parts processing workshop.

In contrast, the parts processing workshop is noisy and heavily soiled with oil.

The electronic assembly and packaging workshops are mainly staffed by female workers, whose jobs are relatively easy.

"Good morning, Master Chen!"

"Master Chen, have you eaten yet?"

In stark contrast to his treatment at home, Chen Deshun was greeted respectfully by all the workers he encountered as soon as he entered the workshop.

A level 7 worker is a core asset in any factory, a true "technical expert".

Chen Deshun smiled and nodded in response. Although he hadn't worked in a workshop for decades, his body still had the memory. As soon as he stepped into the noisy workshop, he felt as if he had been reactivated.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the workers were already in production.

Chen Deshun doesn't have to bury himself in work like ordinary workers. His main task is to guide production, solve technical problems, and take on apprentices along the way.

Seeing that some young workers were not operating properly, he walked over and casually gave them a couple of pointers.

"Master! Master! Something's wrong! There's a problem!"

Just as he was explaining assembly issues to a young man, a familiar shout suddenly came from behind him.

His apprentice, Liu Jun, rushed over in a panic.

Chen Deshun raised an eyebrow: "What are you yelling about? Even if the sky falls, it won't hit you."

"No, Master..."

Liu Jun looked aggrieved and pointed to the tuning console not far away: "There's a newly installed 911 radio, but no matter how I tune it, it's wrong. The frequency keeps drifting and I can't lock it in! Several experienced technicians have looked at it, but they still can't figure it out!"

"No rush, let me go and take a look."

The attention of several workers nearby was drawn to it.

The 911 model is the factory's flagship product, so any problems with it are serious.

Without saying a word, Chen Deshun picked up his toolbox, which he had used for several years, and strode over.

Three or four technicians had gathered in front of the test bench, all looking worried.

One of the experienced craftsmen, surnamed Zhang, saw Chen Deshun approaching and rushed over as if he had seen a savior: "Old Chen, you've finally arrived! Take a look, this thing is really strange. We've replaced everything that needed replacing, but it still doesn't work."

Chen Deshun didn't say anything, but walked straight to the debugging table, glanced at the radio connected to the oscilloscope, and saw that the waveform on the screen was chaotic.

He didn't rush to do anything. He looked around the radio, then stretched out his finger and gently tapped the casing.

A faint electrical noise was heard.

The technicians watching were a bit confused, not understanding what he was doing.

Chen Deshun curled his lips slightly, took out a small screwdriver from the toolbox, reached into the machine casing with his other hand, and gently pried it open at an extremely tricky angle.

Then, he picked up a pair of tweezers, clamped a thin copper wire, and adjusted its position.

The whole process was smooth and seamless.

"alright."

Chen Deshun put down his tools and said calmly, "Try again."

Everyone looked on with a mixture of belief and skepticism.

That's it? You didn't even use a soldering iron, just fiddled with it a couple of times?

The apprentice, Liu Jun, turned on the power switch with some skepticism.

A miracle happened.

The jumbled mess on the oscilloscope screen disappeared, and a smooth, standard sine wave appeared in the center of the screen.

Liu Jun turned the tuning knob, and the radio immediately emitted a clear and loud broadcast from the People's Broadcasting Station, without a trace of noise.

"Master Chen is amazing!"

Someone couldn't help but shout out.

The entire testing area fell silent for a moment, followed by applause and praise.

The problem that they struggled with for over an hour was solved by Chen Deshun in less than three minutes. What more can you say about his skill level?

Master Zhang leaned closer, staring incredulously at the inside of the machine: "Old Chen, how did you do that? What went wrong?"

Chen Deshun smiled and explained casually, "The magnetic core of the intermediate frequency transformer is loose, and the high-frequency line next to it is misaligned and too close, causing parasitic coupling and interfering with the local oscillator frequency."

Many people around him were confused, but that didn't stop them from thinking Chen Deshun was awesome.

Master Zhang gave a thumbs up, completely convinced: "It has to be you! You can spot the problem with just a glance!"

The apprentice, Liu Jun, was also very proud. Chen Deshun was his master, and since his master was so powerful, the apprentice also benefited from it.

Chen Deshun patted Liu Jun on the shoulder: "What are you standing there for? Write down this experience. Observe more and think more in the future. When your brain is faster than your hands, you've mastered the basics."

"Yes, Master!" Liu Jun straightened his back and answered loudly.

During lunch break.

The workshop director came over with his lunchbox and plopped down next to Chen Deshun.

"Old Chen, I heard about what happened this morning. You're really something!"

Chen Deshun rummaged through the rice in his lunchbox: "It's just a minor problem, it was just a coincidence."

"You're still so modest."

The workshop foreman suddenly changed the subject, asking, "By the way, what about that team leader thing I told you about before? What's your thought about it?"

Chen Deshun put down his lunchbox and said earnestly, "Director, thank you for your kind offer. I certainly want to contribute more to the workshop. However, we should also listen to the opinions of the other experienced workers and colleagues in the team, shouldn't we? My main concern is that my abilities may not be sufficient, which could lead to dissent and negatively impact team unity and production."

"Old Chen, oh Old Chen!"

The workshop foreman, being a shrewd man, immediately caught on to Chen Deshun's subtext and burst out laughing, "Who in the entire workshop doesn't give you a thumbs up for your skills? This morning, Master Zhang and Engineer Wang spent half a day racking their brains trying to figure it out, but you came in and solved it in no time. You call that a lack of ability?"

"To be honest, your skills are obvious to everyone. If you weren't so unassuming and just focused on getting things done, this position would have been yours long ago!"

He leaned forward, lowered his voice, and said frankly, "I understand what you mean. You're afraid of offending people and hurting feelings, but think about it, can things be the same now as before? You heard the spirit conveyed at the meeting last month. From now on, the factory will focus on efficiency, and the workshop will focus on production. As the director, I can't just assign tasks."

Chen Deshun said seriously, "The factory trusts me, so I will definitely do my job well."

The workshop director picked up his lunchbox and shoveled the last bit of soup into his mouth: "Don't try to be modest or humble with me. I'm just letting you know. Get ready these next couple of days. If nothing unexpected happens, we'll officially announce it at the production meeting next week."