Deputy Manager Chen looked at the food and hot soup and asked curiously, "How much do your workers get paid every month?" ”

Zheng Yi replied truthfully: "Apprentices are 12 yuan per month, and after one year, they can be converted to regular workers, with a monthly salary of 25 yuan, and overtime is calculated separately; The monthly salary of junior technicians is 38 yuan to 50 yuan, the monthly salary of intermediate technicians is 80 yuan to 120 yuan, the monthly salary of senior technicians is 280 yuan, and the additional subsidy is 20 yuan for carriage and horses; The monthly salary of ordinary management personnel is 140 yuan, and the monthly salary of senior management personnel is 180 yuan; The minimum monthly salary of engineers and designers is 1,500 yuan, and the maximum is 5,000 yuan, and we currently only have 15 engineers and designers, all of whom are from European countries except me, and only I and Mr. Branson, the technical director from the United Kingdom, are eligible to receive a monthly salary of 5,000 yuan. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Deputy Manager Chen's eyes widened when he heard this, he looked at each other for a moment, then shook his head and sighed, and finally could only bow his head helplessly to eat.

Yu Feipeng saw Zheng Yi start to eat in large gulps, so he could only put down many doubts in his heart for the time being, picked up chopsticks, and ate silently, but he felt that he had no appetite for anything, so he barely ate half of the rice, and then took the hot soup and drank it in one sip.

Zheng Yi ate very quickly, swept away the food on the plate in less than five minutes, took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, looked at the canteen that was half full, put away the folded handkerchief very naturally, took out a bag of three or five cigarettes and a beautiful lighter, took out a cigarette and lighted it and sent it to Yu Feipeng, and thoughtfully put the ashtray in the middle of the table between the two.

Yu Feipeng quietly took out a cigarette and lit it, and then whispered for a while: "After visiting your parts processing workshop and assembly workshop, I felt an unprecedented vibration, and I guess other people are the same." ”

"I won't talk about those dazzling advanced machine tools, I want to ask you, how did you achieve such a high production efficiency? Compared to the British arsenals, is your production efficiency higher or lower? ”

Zheng Yi thought about it for a long time before he replied solemnly: "Uncle Shi, if this is asked by others, I will have a lot of excuses, but I don't dare to hide it from you, I have to tell you the truth." ”

"Our engineers and several major shareholders agreed that our production efficiency was much higher than that of the British Arsenal, about 50 percent higher if quantified in numbers."

"The mystery is that we have a set of advanced production procedures and quality management standards, with a lot of content, as large as the management system of the entire enterprise, and as small as the specific assessment measures for each job, these procedures and standards are formulated by me, and they have been summarized into a book at the end of last year, and it is estimated that they will be published in the UK in May."

Yu Feipeng nodded frequently: "Can the management systems and measures you implement be used in domestic arsenals and other military enterprises?" ”

Under the gaze of a pair of concerned eyes, Zheng Yi showed a wry smile: "Uncle Shi, do you think the leadership team of the domestic arsenal has such courage?" ”

"As far as I know, the personnel relationship of the domestic arsenal is very complicated, even a small workshop supervisor or office staff, have their own backstage, corruption and self-theft not to mention for the time being, just the ubiquitous infighting will take a lot of energy, once I implement my set of almost strict management system, I am afraid that there will be a big mess immediately!"

"Only the workers at the bottom are still honest and responsible, but once the workers feel that the treatment is unfair, who can force the workers to meet the technical level of a certain standard, and must process several times more finished products than they originally used every day, and must also achieve a pass rate of more than ninety percent?"

Yu Feipeng was silent.

Song Jiyao, Deputy Manager Chen and others were full of bitterness, everyone knew that Zheng Yi was telling the truth, but no one could solve the inertia and institutional shortcomings that had been formed for a long time.

Zheng Yi thought for a while and continued: "When we visited the pistol assembly workshop in the morning, everyone was full of praise for the imitation Colt military pistol we produced, thinking that both the appearance and the internal quality are not inferior to the American goods, and the improved grip and eight-round magazine are better than the American Colt pistol, which is more suitable for us Orientals. ”

"Manager Chen once quietly asked me what the production cost was, I smiled and didn't speak, and now I can tell you that the production cost of each of our pistols is less than six dollars, which is equivalent to twenty-seven oceans, and the sales price is forty-five oceans, which is two pieces lower than the cost of the Browning 1920 pistol imitated by the Jinling factory."

"And the lowest sales price of the American Colt 1911 pistol in China is also fifty-six oceans, just imagine, how can the Jinling factory compete with us in the pistol area?"

"To put it irreverently, if our arsenal also produces Browning 1920 pistols, the cost will be five dollars at most, even if we sell it for forty yuan, we will make a profit, but the Jinling factory will face a huge loss!"

"yes, yes! Our production is so low that we don't expect to make money by supplying our own army, and if we can't reduce the cost, I don't have confidence in whether we can hold on! "Deputy Manager Chen of the Jinling plant was very sad.

Song Jiyao sighed, and asked Zheng Yi with a heavy face: "Xiao Zheng, the domestic arsenal needs your help very much, you see, is there a better solution?" ”

Zheng Yi looked at Deputy Manager Chen, who was full of bitterness: "Actually, I know the difficulties of the Jinling Factory......"

"Jinling factory is an old factory, although President Jiang has been improved after the administration, but generally speaking, it is not much better, the equipment is outdated, the personnel relationship is more complicated than the Beiyang period, last year it was difficult to buy a batch of machine tools from the United States, but it is a refurbished second-hand goods."

"As far as I know, so far, this batch of so-called advanced machine tools purchased from the United States has still not played its due role, and the Jinling factory is still using the original old machines to imitate Hanyang rifles, Browning pistols, Mauser shell guns and French mortars.

After listening to Zheng Yi's words, Yu Feipeng, Song Jiyao and others pondered, and Deputy Manager Chen was very emotional about Zheng Yi's righteous words, and his old face turned red.

More and more people gathered around to listen, but Zheng Yi turned a blind eye: "The solution is not that there is none, but whether you can make up your mind from top to bottom, which is the most critical issue, followed by the upgrading of machinery and equipment, as well as the training and improvement of employees." ”

"Otherwise, even if I hand over all the information of my M1929 submachine gun and Mauser 1924 rifle to you, it will not play much role, and it will not be able to meet the needs of nearly a million troops at all.

The scene was silent, no one dared to speak, every face showed a look of pain, and the resentment and shame in the stomach became stronger and stronger, and it could not be removed.