Chapter 3

When Peng Chuan made such a noise, people around him began to talk about it. A few technicians, who were plainly dressed and obviously with the flavor of intellectuals, went out of the crowd to support Peng Chuan and denounced master Cen for not finding various reasons to shirk responsibility because of problems in the production process.

Mr. Cen didn't show any weakness. Four or five workers from the same workshop had gathered around Mr. Zhuang for a long time, scolding Peng Chuan for not being a thing and implicating the whole workshop to be criticized.

Seeing the quarrel between the two sides, I don't know who suddenly yelled: "you don't want to find someone to judge. The college students who just arrived at the factory today are not eating at that table. We don't understand the data. We should find them to understand it."

As soon as the words came out, Peng Chuan and master Cen were stunned at the same time, but before they spoke, the supporters around them called out:

"yes, let the new college students have a look."

"That's right. Ask them to judge."

With that, a group of people poured into the canteen. At this time, Peng Chuan and Master Zhuang had no time to express their opinions, so they went into the canteen with the crowd.

Zhuang Jianye just looked at it for a while and then turned to eat.

How can a large factory with more than 10000 people sing and dance as well as make progress as the factory newspaper does? There are not only small contradictions in work and life, but also numerous. There are many similar disputes, but they can also be seen everywhere.

Zhuang Jianye has seen this for a long time. He can't help it. He saw too much in his last life and didn't want to see it at all.

But he didn't care to watch. All the graduates at his table didn't even care to eat. They looked like aliens. Two of them threw their meals on the table and let the people around them take care of them. They ran to watch the fun.

As a result, not long after that, they all came back in a hurry and said to the waiting people on the table, "they have come to us to judge. What should we do?"

As soon as this remark came out, several graduates, including Zhuang Jianye, were confused and asked to judge? What do you comment on?

However, before they could find out the situation, the crowd swarmed in, and then Hula surrounded them. Then, they automatically divided into two groups with the dining table as the center, and began to spray each other across the dining table.

A few graduates who wanted to watch the excitement suddenly became the center of the excitement. This change scared a few people silly. After all, they were just new people who had just been assigned to Yonghong factory. They had never seen this scene before, and the school had never taught them.

So can only spray in both sides of the Leng Leng at a loss.

Only the calm Zhuang Jianye could get a general idea from the mutual spray.

Originally, the foundry workshop of No.6 branch factory was assigned to produce rivets for the air force for daily maintenance of J-6 fighters.

Originally, this kind of production task was a piece of cake for Yonghong factory, but unexpectedly, after the delivery of rivets, the air force found that the unqualified rate of rivets in Yonghong factory exceeded 2 percentage points, which did not meet the quality inspection requirements of the air force, and they were all returned.

When the news was fed back to Yonghong factory, the Secretary of the factory director was angry, and immediately inspected the situation of each branch factory. It was found that the rivet production in the foundry workshop of No.6 branch factory was unqualified, resulting in the overall unqualified rate exceeding the standard.

So without saying a word, he directly dealt with the foundry workshop of No.6 branch plant seriously. The whole workshop was criticized by the whole plant. The workshop director and branch secretary had to make a deep review to the plant Party committee. The section chief in charge of key production links was transferred and demoted.

And master CEN is the section chief who was transferred and demoted. In order to better control the disqualification rate, he gave up his old face to find Peng Chuan, who was doing data collation in the calculation station, and made a sampling inspection plan.

As a result, I didn't expect things to fall on it. Peng Chuan's plan didn't work and the cost was surprisingly high.

What's more irritating is that there was nothing wrong with Peng Chuan in the factory's circular criticism, because master Cen was worried at that time, and he went to Peng Chuan privately. All the superficial things were taken by his workshop.

If there are achievements, they will naturally get all the benefits; on the contrary, if there are problems, they will get all the black pot.

As a result, I didn't see the benefits, but the black pot was sincere. Of course, master Cen was not willing to go to Peng Chuan for an explanation. He didn't want Peng Chuan to go back to his hometown a few days ago, but he was blocked by master Cen as soon as he came back.

Peng Chuan, who graduated from technical secondary school last year, only had some problems in distribution for some reasons. So far, he can only take a job in the factory computing station.

When he was still thinking about how to carry out his distribution, Master Zhuang came to his door, and Peng Chuan immediately agreed. He wanted to perform well and did the distribution work. But he was angry that the distribution work would be delayed.

Piansheng and his wife are both stubborn. Naturally, they quarrel with each other when they can't say a few words. As a result, they are like this.

"Comrade, you are a new college student. Look at this. Can I calculate this group of numbers correctly?"

Just when Chuang Chien Yeh's Dong Yi hammer and Xi Yi Bang Zi finally understood the whole story, Peng Chuan had already handed a stack of manuscripts to a stunned graduate, who subconsciously took them over. Only when he got them did he realize that what he took over might be a hot potato.Because at the moment when he took over the manuscript, the people on both sides focused their eyes on him, which made the graduate panic. Without turning it, he handed it to the people around him: "I study metallography, I don't know mathematics. Xiao Wang, you are a top student. You can help me to have a look."

Xiao Wang's graduate scolded me. Do you understand metallography, but I understand mechanics? So there is a sample, passed on to the next.

Next, I see that the first two of you dare not answer. Why should I answer? So he continued to pass on, and then passed on and on, and finally passed on to Zhuang Jianye.

If others don't want to be such an outsider, how can Zhuang Jianye do it? I can't help it. The contradictions are too complicated. A new comer doesn't want to offend people so early, so he wants to pass on the samples. It turns out that he is the last one, and no one wants to pass them on.

MMP's, it's locked up.

As he was thinking about what to do, master Cen, who watched the "drum beating and flower passing" for a while, finally got impatient and yelled, "Why are the students so irresponsible now? Just look at the data and see if it's right. How can they push and block? Is there anything like the youth of the four modernizations? "

After shouting, he turned to look at Zhuang Jianye and said boldly, "this little comrade, don't pass it back. Just help me to have a look. Whether it's right or wrong, my old Cen will only thank you or not. Our industrial workers spit out a nail at a mouthful. It's not like those people on the other side who look at the gentle. They are really full of flowery intestines in their stomachs."

"Who are you talking about?" As soon as Peng Chuan heard Master Zhuang's words, he was angry. After a reply, he turned his head and looked at Zhuang Jianye: "this comrade, you can rest assured and look boldly. It's none of your business whether there are problems or not."

Both parties have made their stand, and with the encouragement of their supporters and the watchful and expectant eyes of several "pot throwers" at the same table, Zhuang Jianye knows that he is puzzled and has to take it, so he picks up the manuscript, turns two pages, and sighs, leaving the audience speechless with just one sentence.

"This question Ha ha