Envy is a must.

As the largest industrial enterprise in Xingcheng, being able to enter the Yonghong Factory is equivalent to holding an iron rice bowl, and there is no need to worry about birth, old age, sickness and death, and the benefits are even more generous.

Let's take the New Year's Festival welfare as an example, from the dumplings of the Dragon Boat Festival, the moon cakes of the Mid-Autumn Festival, to the rice, noodles, oil, meat, and fish of the New Year, there is only what you can't think of, and there is nothing that Yonghong Factory can't send.

Even the newborn's diapers will be solved by the factory, and the treatment is not at all comparable to the neighboring factories.

Zhuang Jianye didn't know the envious eyes of everyone in the car, but he also knew that many people wanted to enter such a factory after sharpening their heads.

Zhuang Jianye's head was not sharpened, but he came in, which has to be said to be a miracle.

Showing the letter of introduction, Zhuang Jianye entered the Yonghong Machinery Factory through the gate guarded by the soldiers.

The straight asphalt road cuts the factory into a patchwork of "tofu blocks", in which each factory and building is surrounded by dense trees, tall sycamores, hibiscus, cedars and oleanders, producing abundant oxygen molecules, absorbing the acidic corrosive smell from the surface treatment workshop.

As we walked inside, the roar of the machinery came to my face.

This factory is really big, there are more than a dozen branch factories, in addition to machining there are also sheet metal, casting and forging, hot surface treatment, final assembly and test workshops.

In addition to these main production workshops, there are tools, tooling, machine repair, power and other workshops, as well as physical and chemical test centers, metallographic rooms, regional measurement stations, calculation stations, raw materials, finished product warehouses, oil depots, plumbing, transportation, environmental protection and other departments.

There's even a railway connecting the main lines and a three-kilometer-long flight runway.

In the center of the factory is Building No. 9, which is also a famous landmark of Star City, which was built in the late 50s and is a strong Soviet-style red brick building that looks particularly majestic.

There are four large square columns on the front, and the gray of the square columns and the roof of the building contrast with the red of the main body, highlighting the grandeur and solemnity. On the top of the center of the tower, there are shining red stars, which are particularly solemn and sacred in the sun, and at the same time, they also show the unique identity of the national defense industry.

The main building is connected with the podium on both sides, the terrazzo floor is oily and smooth, the stairs are spacious and bright, Zhuang Jianye touched the handrails above, good guys, all the best solid wood.

"This material is really sincere. ”

Comparing the various substitutes in his previous life, Zhuang Jianye sighed for a while, so he went to the communication room next to him and made a phone call.

Soon, a young man about twenty-five or six years old hurriedly ran from upstairs, and when he saw Zhuang Jianye, he hurriedly greeted him: "Give me the luggage, you hurry up and report, there are a lot of people reporting today." ”

The person who came was Ning Xiaohui's eldest brother Ning Xiaodong, an officer of the Information Department of the Factory Intelligence Department, with a thin and tall figure, looking like a gentleman, with the name of the department, not to mention that he was a little low-key in engaging in intelligence.

It's just that this intelligence is not the other intelligence, and the main responsibility of Yonghong Factory's intelligence is the translation, collation, and compilation of foreign language technical data, not a secret agency where real agents gather, and Ning Xiaodong's main job is to translate foreign language materials and instructions for imported equipment.

At this moment, he had already taken Zhuang Jianye's luggage in his hand, immediately looked at his watch, and hurriedly said: "I'll go to you when I'm done with the things at hand, the old man in the personnel department has already said hello, just go over directly." ”

After speaking, he hurriedly walked towards the stairs with his luggage, looking anxious.

Recently, because Yonghong Factory is preparing for a cooperation project with the United States, the factory information department is really busy, because the supporting information descriptions are all in foreign languages, and they need to be translated as soon as possible before they can be put into use, so the burden of the factory intelligence department is very heavy these days.

Before coming to the factory, Ning Xiaohui told him in the letter, and today I saw that it was true, Ning Xiaodong, the quasi-uncle, was very slow to heat up on weekdays.

As a result, as soon as they met today, it was like they were on fire, and they had to leave in a hurry before they had time to explain two sentences, which shows how much pressure their intelligence department has.

So, Zhuang Jianye didn't say anything, and went directly to the personnel office on the fourth floor.

Because of the greeting of the prospective father-in-law, the report and the implementation of the work were carried out quickly, and the technician of the second room of the test department of the technology department was assigned to the job.

It can't be said to be very good, but it's not bad enough, it belongs to the ordinary technical work.

There is no way, there are so many pairs of eyes staring at the factory, he, a graduate who was assigned to the Yonghong factory as an exception, went to the office of Building 9 as soon as he entered the factory, and Mr. Ning must not be drowned by the saliva in the factory.

So Zhuang Jianye didn't care, the technician of the test department of the process department is more or less quite agreeable, after all, he got up step by step from a technician in his last life, and he is familiar with this piece.

It was already noon when he left the personnel office, Zhuang Jianye followed several graduates of the same period to the canteen for dinner, and went to the dormitory of the housing management department together in the afternoon, even if he settled down in the Yonghong factory.

Thinking about whether there is something or not, a few people have come to the cafeteria, just after finishing the meal and sitting down, I heard a noise at the door of the canteen, a few people who were eating and chatting immediately stopped chopsticks, and a good thing was to stand up and stretch his neck to look at the door.

I saw a middle-aged man in overalls, pulling a young man who was not tall but very strong, with an angry face: "Peng Chuan, you turtle son, I finally caught you, let's go, let's go to the leader to evaluate." ”

The young man named Peng Chuan looked panicked, but he refused to admit defeat: "Why are you looking for a leader, it was originally a production problem in your workshop, what are you pulling me to do?"

"Why did I find you? If it weren't for the problem with your data, could there be a problem in our workshop?" the middle-aged man pulled Peng Chuan and didn't let go, seeing that he was going to pull people away like this.

Of course, Peng Chuan couldn't let the other party succeed, and he held on to his death, the problem was that he was strong, but where could he be the enemy of the worker master who was engaged in heavy physical strength all year round, and he was pulled to a stumble in a few rounds, so that the bag in Peng Chuan's hand fell to the side, and the books and materials were scattered all over the place.

"My stuff!"

Seeing that the books and materials in the bag were scattered and stepped on a few times by the people around him, Peng Chuan was about to cry in distress, and he couldn't help but get angry, and he didn't know where the strength came from, he broke free from the pull of the middle-aged man, and hurriedly ran to the books and materials and put them in the bag.

When he stood up again, his face was also frosty: "Master Cen, your precision casting workshop was notified and criticized that it was the decision of the factory, the big guys are all employees in the factory, who doesn't know about the bullshit in your workshop, why do you always hold on to me?"

"That's because there's a problem with the data you're gaving. Master Zhuang obviously didn't have Peng Chuan's articulateness, but he bit the data and didn't let go.

Peng Chuan suddenly became angry: "There is a problem with the data on your left, there is a problem with the data, it just so happens that so many people are surrounded today, let everyone comment, what am I sorry for your workshop?"