Chapter 57

It's a pity that Zhuang Jianye came to the trial production office for a short time. He didn't know much about the situation and where to start. He had no choice but to watch. He was even ready to lick his face to find his father-in-law to transfer his job.

With this in mind, the mood of the whole person is much better. Even if the food is not as good as before, at least there is meat in the meal, which is slightly better than the ordinary canteen. Alas ~ ~ I'd better think about my thesis. That's what matters.

Zhuang Jianye laments that when he went to his father-in-law '.

Well, Zhuang Jianye admits that his father-in-law has caught his seven inches. Knowing this, he and Ning Xiaohui should have a grandson for him. Now it's too late to think about anything.

"It's worse than you think!"

Just when Zhuang Jianye is worried about his thesis, Xiao Song in the director's office holds his lunch box and does not wait to sit down at the opposite table. He starts to nag with the people around him with a sad face. Zhuang Jianye looks over curiously and just meets Xiao Song's worried eyes. He waves politely: "Xiao Zhuang, come here."

These days, he has become familiar with Xiao Song and others. Xiao Song's name is Song Qi. In fact, he is not small at all. He is already the father of two children. But because he has a baby face and everyone is shouting, so Xiao Song's name is called.

In fact, song Qiqi, who is already an engineer, is an old man in the trial production office. He just keeps a low profile and always takes Yan Tiancheng as the leader. This is a little transparent. However, he is very easygoing and a down-to-earth man. It is obvious that things are not easy for such people to say "bad" words.

Zhuang Jianye didn't ask much. He went over with a lunch box and crowded on a table with a few people. He heard song Qiqi continue to say: "yesterday, I went to a meeting with the director in building 9. When I saw the Secretary, he said that the treatment of our test bench would be lowered, so we had a psychological preparation."

"Still falling, why?"

"Yes, there must be a saying!"

"What's the matter in the factory? Why do you hold on to us?"

As soon as a few people heard it, they suddenly screamed like cats stepping on their tails. Zhuang Jianye also put down his lunch box and frowned. If the treatment is lowered, it will become an ordinary level. It's not unacceptable. The problem is that the factory doesn't know the consequences?

If the popularity of the test bench is dispersed, it will become a decoration. You should know that this is the most advanced test bench to be built in China in the 1960s, and the necessary hardware facilities for aero-engine factory test. If you don't have it, Yonghong factory can't say it's too much to break one arm.

Of course, Zhuang Jianye will never admit that he is reluctant to give up his master's four dishes and one soup, and the labor protection products that can please Ning Xiaohui.

"What else can I do? The efficiency of the factory in the first half of the year was not good. According to the Secretary, the military products of the factory in the first half of the year were 40% lower than that of last year, and the efficiency of civilian products had not yet been seen. Coupled with the quality problem of vortex jet 7, so the factory prepared a belt." Song Qi continued.

Other people suddenly, one of them swallowed the food in his mouth and asked, "it means that other departments and branches in the factory have to lower their treatment."

Song Qi shook his head: "this is not clear, but listen to the above meaning, if the efficiency of refrigerators in the second half of the year does not come, you are likely to say."

"Ah ~ ~ you said it was done. How can such a big factory begin to go downhill?"

"Yes, yes, they all talk about reform. Reform is getting worse and worse than before."

"If you want me to say that there is something wrong with the route in the factory, you should not concentrate on civilian products."

"Then you're going to make military products? The number of tasks has been decreasing, the profits are pitiful, and there is no commission or bonus. Why don't you do it? "

……

After listening to song Qiqi's words, people around him began to talk about it. Instead of questioning the reduction of treatment, they were concerned about the development of the factory. Some of them even blushed because of the route problem. Zhuang Jianye shook his head when he saw it. It's useless for the factory director and the Secretary to talk about the problems they are concerned about.

Song Qiqi, who is also not interested in the argument, is not going to listen to these non nutritive quarrels. He is ready to eat with his lunch box. When he sees Zhuang Jianye's strange expression, he laughs and jokes: "don't you take part in it?"

Zhuang Jianye responded with a smile: "if I have this spirit, I might as well go to the gate of the provincial government and yell twice. People all over the country only have one kilo of meat and half a kilo of cooking oil a month. Why should a test driver do something special? Let the provincial leaders in charge of funding and rationing come down and have a look, and simply cancel our treatment completely. Since we can't get it, then no one will get a penny. "

Zhuang Jianye finished the meal in the lunch box, got up and went away.

Song Qiqi looks at Zhuang Jianye's back and only has a bitter smile. He has seen a lot of such people recently. Cutting the salary is tantamount to gouging out the meat. It's too normal for anyone to complain or even scold. However, the problem is that the enthusiasm of the test drivers will be greatly affected, and whether they can complete the task in the future will be discussed twice. This is also the strictness of the past two days It is the main reason why the sky becomes gloomy.As a result, he, the chief confidant of the director Ma shoushizhan, also had a headache. He didn't know how to solve the problem, so he simply turned the problem into appetite and began to deal with the food in the lunch box. However, as he was eating, he suddenly stopped and carefully recalled Zhuang Jianye's abusive words just now. Suddenly, he patted the table: "Damn, how stupid I am."

Song Qiqi's abnormal behavior caused a burst of consternation around people, but song Qiqi did not care about these, even his lunch box, wiped his mouth and ran out of the canteen.

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"People all over the country rely on the meat ticket and the oil ticket. A person has only one kilo of meat and half a kilo of edible oil a month. Why should a test driver do something special?"

In the office of the director of the trial production office, Yan Tiancheng chewed Zhuang Jianye's words repeatedly. His wrinkled old face gradually showed a long lost smile and looked up at the song banner: "is this what Zhuang said?"

"Yes, I thought he was complaining at that time, but after careful consideration, I found that it was a good idea."

"What a good idea, what a bad idea!" Yan Tiancheng scolded, but there was no anger on his face. He took out his pen and wrote a few paragraphs on a piece of writing paper. Then he sealed it in an envelope and handed it to song Qiqi: "send it to the province!"