78: Bringing his wife and children to Harbin Institute of Technology

The next day, Liu Xiaojun arrived at the warehouse early and started working.

Liu Xiaojun carefully removed the mixer from the shelf and checked and calibrated each part one by one.

At this moment, Master Li walked over, squatted down beside him, watched for a while, and said:

"Xiaojun, you're taking even better care of him than you are of your father."

Liu Xiaojun said without even looking up:

"My dad isn't that precious."

Chen An was organizing test reports in his office.

He pulled out all the test data from the first batch of samples to the present, arranged them in chronological order, and checked and sorted them one by one. There was so much data that it filled the table.

When Zheng Shuyun came to deliver lunch at noon, she saw the mess on the table as soon as she entered and said:

"Are you preparing to publish a book?"

"Sister-in-law, please don't make fun of me."

Zheng Shuyun placed the lunchbox on the table, flipped through the reports, and looked at Chen An, asking:

"Did you record all this data by hand?"

"Yes, it's all handwritten."

Zheng Shuyun thought for a moment and said:

"The publisher has a template. I'll help you with it tonight; it'll look better when it's finished."

"Sister-in-law, that's too much trouble for you."

"What's the trouble? Your Uncle Ye's business is my business."

Chen An chuckled.

On the third day, Ye Bingwen received another call from Wang Jianguo, the liaison officer.

"Director Ye, the itinerary is set. Director Wang will arrive at 9:30 a.m. on Wednesday. He will first take a look at the workshop and then listen to the report. He will not have lunch at your place. He will also be going to other places in the afternoon. Director Wang asked me to tell you not to go through any formalities, not to hang banners, and not to arrange any reception. He will leave after he has finished his visit."

"Okay, we will receive you according to normal production order."

"There's one more thing. Professor Zhang might ask some rather technical questions, so please be prepared."

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After hanging up the phone, Ye Bingwen called Chen An and Liu Xiaojun over and said seriously:

"Arrive at 9:30 a.m. on Wednesday. We'll first tour the workshop, then listen to a report. Professor Zhang might ask some technical questions, so please be prepared."

Liu Xiaojun was a little nervous.

"Uncle Ye, will Professor Zhang ask me questions I can't answer?"

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"What should we do then?"

"If you know it, say you do; if you don't, say you don't. Don't make things up."

Liu Xiaojun nodded.

Chen An flipped through his notebook.

"Director Ye, I've compiled a list of thirty possible questions. Shall we do a mock interview?"

"No need, just keep it in mind."

On the fourth day, Mr. Li cleaned the workshop inside and out.

The floor was swept clean, the equipment was wiped clean, and the tools were neatly arranged.

Even the oldest lathe was polished so much that you could see your reflection in it.

Looking at the newly renovated workshop, the old worker joked:

"Master Li, are you getting ready for the New Year?"

Master Li glared at him and said:

"Stop talking nonsense and tidy up your toolbox. Don't leave the screwdrivers lying around."

On the fifth day, Liu Xiaojun had both mixers ready for use.

One was the original machine that was modified, and the other was a backup machine that was later modified from an old mixer.

The two machines were placed together, one on the left and one on the right, and polished until they shone.

He squatted between the two machines, looking left and right, feeling that something was wrong.

After looking at it for a while, he discovered that the protective cover of the backup machine was made later, and the color was different from the original one, one was dark gray and the other was light gray.

He ran to the warehouse, found a can of paint, and repainted the protective cover of the spare machine.

After spraying, I took two steps back and looked at it.

Only when the colors matched did he nod in satisfaction.

On the sixth day, Ye Bingwen checked all the preparations.

The workshop is clean, the equipment is debugged, the test reports are prepared, the mixer is polished, and everything is ready.

When I got home in the evening, An'an was already asleep.

Zheng Shuyun sat at the table with several printed forms in front of her.

Zheng Shuyun looked at Ye Bingwen and said:

"Look, these are Chen An's data; I've made them into an electronic version."

Ye Bingwen picked it up and looked at it.

The table is beautifully designed, the pass rate curve is clear at a glance, and the downward trend of the scrap rate is obvious.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"What's the trouble? Didn't you say we should show people what we have? I'll just help you make what you have look better."

Ye Bingwen smiled and looked at his wife, saying:

"Yes, that's exactly what I mean."

He put the form down and sat down in the chair.

Zheng Shuyun noticed that his expression wasn't good.

"nervous?"

"I'm a little nervous."

"Didn't you say you weren't afraid?"

"I'm not afraid of Director Wang, I'm afraid of Professor Zhang."

Why?

"Professor Zhang is an academic, and our stuff might not be considered mainstream by academics."

Zheng Shuyun thought for a moment, then asked:

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Show him the data; the data doesn't lie."

Zheng Shuyun didn't ask any more questions.

Seventh day.

It's Wednesday.

Ye Bingwen arrived at the factory early at six o'clock in the morning.

He changed into a clean Zhongshan suit, and his leather shoes were polished to a shine.

Chen An was wearing the Harbin Military Engineering Institute's school uniform, with the collar buttoned up tightly.

Liu Xiaojun was wearing his new blue work clothes, with a white handkerchief folded in his pocket, and the new cloth shoes he had bought in Beijing last time.

Mr. Li was wearing a faded work uniform with frayed cuffs, but it was clean.

At 7:30, Ye Bingwen gathered everyone in the factory together.

Inside the workshop, more than twenty workers stood in two rows.

Ye Bingwen stood in front, looking at them with a serious yet excited expression, and said:

"Today, leaders from the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense came to inspect our factory. I don't expect you to put on any special show. Just do what you usually do today. But one thing: answer whatever the leaders ask you. Don't interrupt, don't boast, and be truthful."

The workers responded in unison, "Understood."

Ye Bingwen arrived at the factory gate at eight o'clock to wait for them.

Everyone was on high alert.

Chen An stood next to Ye Bingwen, holding a folder containing all the materials.

Liu Xiaojun stood at the workshop entrance.

Master Li stood next to his old milling machine in the workshop.

At 8:40, a black sedan appeared at the intersection, followed by a van.

Ye Bingwen straightened his collar.

A black sedan was parked at the factory gate.

The car door opened, and Wang Jianguo got out first.

Ye Bingwen quickly stepped forward and said:

"Director Wang, welcome to visit Hongqi Machinery Factory."

Wang Jianguo shook his hand and said with a smile:

"Xiao Ye, we meet again."

Then three people got out of the bread truck behind.

The first one was a man in his fifties, wearing the Harbin Institute of Technology badge on his chest.

The second one was a man in his early forties, carrying a briefcase.

The third one was a young man in his twenties, holding a camera.

The three stood next to Wang Jianguo, who introduced them to Ye Bingwen one by one:

"This is Professor Zhang from Harbin Institute of Technology, who has been researching composite materials for over twenty years."

Wang Jianguo then pointed to the other man and said:

"This is Engineer Sun from the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense. He has been working on equipment demonstration for more than ten years."

Ye Bingwen shook hands and exchanged pleasantries with each of them.

Then Ye Bingwen noticed that Engineer Sun didn't speak, and his gaze went past Ye Bingwen to the factory area.

Wang Jianguo smiled, patted Ye Bingwen on the shoulder, and said:

"Don't mind them, Xiao Ye. They're quiet. Come on, take us inside to have a look."

Ye Bingwen then smiled and chatted with the four of them as they walked towards the factory area.