Chapter 41

Ningzhishan is depressed again.

He really didn't do anything, but Zhuang Jianye's ass was like a rocket. He was promoted in the first batch. After a long time, the trial production office seconded him.

As a result, the factory exploded, saying that he used his power for personal gain, that he was cronyist, and that he was a black eyed son of a bitch.

If it's really him who made it happen, he's not the kind of person who doesn't admit it. The problem is that he didn't do anything!

But the superior leaders knew that more than 10000 workers in the factory didn't know about it. In addition, some envious and hateful rumors spread about it intentionally. Ning Zhishan really became a son of a bitch. Depressed, his hair was more than half white.

At the moment, he put the documents on his desk, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes wearily. It was beyond his control. Even if he wanted to help Zhuang Jianye, he couldn't do it.

But then again, without his own help, Zhuang Jianye can go to now has been very strong, if the estimate is good, Zhuang Jianye should be included in the third echelon training, as long as there is no big mistake, the future is bright, it seems that his vision is still very strong, when I saw Zhuang Jianye, I thought this boy is good.

The problem is that this guy is in a muddle. Will there be any problem? No, I have to let him come to my home these days. I have to enlighten him.

Ning Zhishan squints his eyes and thinks that the phone on the desk suddenly rings. Ning Zhishan, who has made up his mind, opens his eyes and picks up the phone on the desk. After listening to two sentences, he cheers angrily: "if you don't go home, tell her that if you dare not go home, you'll never come back. You can't even open your mouth. What else can you do? I'm ready to be independent. Do you ask her if she has that ability? "

"Du ~ ~"

Ning Xiaodong was yelled by Ning Zhishan, and his eardrum was aching. Compared with it, the blind voice of hanging up seemed extra peaceful. He immediately turned to look at Ning Xiaoxue with an aggrieved face and said with a smile, "you heard him. You threatened him. You told him you were looking for the wrong person."

"I've been like this, and he's not going to let go." Ningxiaoxue voice did not fall, tears began to play around in the eye.

If Ning Zhishan is depressed, Ning Xiaoxue is going to be crazy. In any case, she never thought it would be so coincidental. As soon as she clarified the matter, Zhuang Jianye was promoted and then seconded to the trial production office.

She thought that all this was pushed by the old man at home, but she was angry that the old man didn't say hello in advance. When she got home, she had a good fight with the old man, and then she fell into the endless cold war.

As a result, I didn't expect that the promotion of Zhuang Jianye was not done by the old man. It was the decision-making of the technology department. Now, Ning Xiaoxue is in a big way.

After listening to Ning Xiaodong's analysis, she has no brain to clarify, which may have a great impact on the old man and Zhuang Jianye. Ning Xiaoxue finally panics.

But if you want her to bow her head and feel that she is too shameless, you take his brother to call the old man and use the threat to retreat and find a way to come down. But you don't think the old man is very strong and doesn't like her at all.

Ning Xiaodong looks at Ning Xiaoxue's weeping appearance. He feels soft and picks up the phone again: "Hello, is it the drawing room? Please help me find Comrade Ning Xiaohui You ask me who I am? I'm his brother Ning Xiaodong... "

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Ning's house is full of chickens and dogs, and Zhuang Jianye's house is full of faces.

In the morning, he went to the trial production office where No. 6 building is located to report. A section chief received him, filled in several forms, asked him to wait first, and arranged specific positions for him later.

Then he waited for most of the day, until Zhuang Jianye read all the newspapers on his desk, drank seven or eight cups of tea, and the section chief who received him was late, giving him a glorious and arduous task of filing.

The file room, which is the size of a medium-sized conference room, is full of technical data about the trial production of aircraft and aeroengine. All the data collected since the establishment of the factory should be sorted out again. Some of them should be kept in the trial production office for reference, while others should be sent to the factory's file room for filing.

What's more troublesome is that all sorting should be carried out according to the new file keeping rules issued by the Ministry, standardized management should be implemented, and the Ministry's inspection should be handled at any time.

"The leaders of the trial production office really look up to me for such a big show."

Zhuang Jianye is smiling and muttering that he doesn't know. In order to arrange things for him, Yan Tiancheng, the director of the trial production office, is worried. Zhuang Jianye is Ning Zhishan's son-in-law in the organization department. Yan Tiancheng also heard that he was promoted to his trial production office within a month. Yan Tiancheng, like most of the cadres and workers in Yonghong factory, thinks Ning Zhishan is behind his back.

Coupled with his wife Wang Xueqin's pillow style a few days ago, it's hard for Yan Tiancheng not to list Zhuang Jianye among the related households. It's precisely these related households that are the most difficult to arrange. Put them on the trial production line, in case the level is not enough, it's easy to have problems; if it's arranged in a corner, it's not easy to explain to the boss behind people.

After thinking about it, it's quite suitable to organize archives. It's neither advanced nor backward. It's not low in professional requirements, and it's not too hard to live. It's completely suitable for Zhuang Jianye.Zhuang Jianye doesn't know that for his position, the director has been holding on for such a long time. Now what he worries about is how to make these files, which are scattered everywhere. But he can only start from the whole system.

So he took out a set of tooling drawings of the 1965 J-6 fighter from the file cabinet No. 1 and checked them according to the catalog. Many of them were put on the table next to him, and they were arranged, covered, bound into a volume, and then wrote the catalog. Based on this, he prepared to publish the original drawings, meeting minutes, and zero notes about the production and manufacture of the J-6 fighter around that year Drawing, metallurgy, process, assembly, material and other documents are classified one by one.

It's a huge project. There are at least tens of thousands of information about type I fighters. It's not easy to sort them out overnight. What's more, it's impossible to do it all by himself or all by manpower.

So Zhuang Jianye began to sort out, not to mention, the process of sorting out really let him find the secret.

For example, the record on hand is included in the minutes of the J-6 fighter production meeting, which clearly records that Yonghong factory undertook the trial production task of some main parts of the "Spey" turbofan engine.

It includes the most core turbine and casing, but in the drawing just sorted out, there is a tooling drawing of the fan blade of the turbofan engine.

At that time, Zhuang Jianye felt familiar with it. He didn't think about it for a moment. Now when he looked at the record in his hand, he suddenly realized that Yonghong factory even contracted the fan blades of "Spey". But why didn't Yonghong factory even see the shadow of "Spey" in the end?