Wu Boyuan worked as an engineer in Zhennan No. 2 Electronic Instrument Factory, and enjoyed cadre-level treatment. Later, he was imprisoned, and now, he works as an unknown nurse in the oilfield hospital.

Hearing this, Zhao Yuemin couldn't help but sigh at the impermanence of life.

He looked more respectful of the nurse in front of him, put the lunch box aside, spread the drawings on the bed, and humbly asked:

"Uncle Wu, you are an expert, tell me, how should the circuit module of this underground imaging system be assembled?"

Wu Bo took out reading glasses from his coat pocket and put them on, took the drawing, looked at it, and said: "The assembly drawing of the logging system is actually similar to other electronic imaging instruments. Firstly, the borehole video is obtained by the micro camera, which is converted into a standard digital image after sampling and coding, and compressed by the image compression technology based on wavelet transform. It is then encoded and modulated by the transmitting module and then transmitted to the surface by the logging cable. ”

Wu Bo borrowed Zhao Yuemin's pen and drew in circles on the drawings. Then, he guided Zhao Yuemin on a lot of technical issues.

Zhao Yuemin took advantage of this, and waited for Wu Bolai to deliver food in the ward every day, and then discussed with him the technical problems of underground imaging. For this reason, Zhao Yuemin also asked Dong Qing, the head nurse, if he could stay in the ward for a few more days. Dong Qing naturally agreed, saying that as long as the leaders in the bureau could not live in this cadre ward, Zhao Yuemin could live as long as he wanted.

In the next few days, Zhao Yuemin called his father as well, and the three of them discussed in the ward the problems that the underground imaging system might encounter in terms of putting it into use.

The three agreed that the current machine shop and grinding wheel factory do not have such machine tools and equipment for the production of circuit modules required by downhole imaging technology. In order to produce the downhole imaging system, the only way to do this was to lease the plant and workshop equipment of the Second Electronic Instrument Factory.

The three immediately drove to Zhennan City.

Zhennan City is a prefecture-level city in Jiangbei Province, bordering Nanjing in the west and Huaiyang in the north. Zhennan No. 2 Electronic Instrument Factory is a large collective enterprise affiliated to the Provincial Department of Light Chemical, which was established in 1957. For more than 50 years, he has been mainly engaged in the development and production of radiogeological and mine measuring instruments for the nuclear industry.

Historically, Zhennan No. 2 Electronic Instrument Factory went to glory in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam. Later, as the center of gravity of the nuclear industry shifted to the north, it gradually declined.

Zhao Yuemin followed Wu Bo, sat on the Poussin sent by Red Star Industry, drove all the way from Shaohu Town to Huaiyang City, and then waited for the Yangtze River ferry to arrive and cross the river.

In the 80s, there was no bridge over the Yangtze River, and what connected the two sides of the river was the ferry. Ferries dock at fixed barges, both on both sides of the river, for docking, waiting for and embarking passengers.

From the north bank of the river to the barge, it is a movable walkway built with wide steel plates, which sways with the turbulence of the river. On the other side, there is a motorway, and a few cars and buses are waiting here and there.

After waiting for nearly five minutes, with the sound of "sudden", the ferry slowly came.

After the people got on the boat, there was a "woo" sound, and the ferry set sail.

Zhao Yuemin, Wu Bo and others got out of the car, stood on the side of the ferry, held on to the railing, and watched the churning waves on the river.

"Uncle Wu, this is the first time you have returned to the instrument factory in three years, right?" Zhao Yuemin said.

"Yes......" Smoke rings rose from the top of Uncle Wu's head, and the engineer who was over fifty years old looked at the sparkling river, his eyes were full of complicated feelings, "I thought that I would never be able to go back for the rest of my life." Now, I am very excited to have the opportunity to return to the factory where I stayed at the beginning. ”

Uncle Wu looked at the surging river and said: "Even if I have been a nurse for more than a year, to tell you the truth, I don't have any feelings for the oilfield hospital." I'm still an engineer at heart. ”

After the ferry, Zhao Yuemin drove to the gate of the electronic instrument factory.

Before entering the factory, Wu Bo sighed: "In the past two years, the instrument factory has really failed. If you look at the street at the entrance of the factory, there were originally small restaurants and grocery stores, and the street was lively and lively. But now, look how lonely it is. ”

Zhao Yuemin followed Uncle Wu's gesture and pointed over, and sure enough, he saw two rows of shops, only one or two were still open, and the owner was lazily dozing in front of the counter.

Approaching the factory, Zhao Yuemin was stunned by this idyllic scene. On both sides of the road, there are green vegetable gardens, and many people wearing the uniforms of electronic instrument factory workers are working in the fields.

Uncle Wu looked at it, with a heart-wrenching expression on his face, and said to himself: "What a good factory, how can it become like this now." ”

He stepped forward, looked at the workers working in the field, and suddenly called: "Lao Qi, you are the workshop director, why are you busy in the field?" ”

The one who was called Lao Qi was a middle-aged man who was not tall. He looked up at Uncle Wu, and after identifying it for a long time, he recognized it and said, "Old Wu, it's you, I really can't imagine it." ”

Lao Qi stepped up from the ground in a few steps and patted Uncle Wu on the shoulder happily: "Wu Gong, it's been several years, and you're finally back." ”

"What's your name Wu Gong, I'm not that engineer anymore." Wu Bo looked around, "Now, the efficiency of the factory is not good. ”

"Look at this farmland, can it be good?" Lao Qi smiled bitterly, "Let's go, go to the office and talk, and pour tea for you." ”

When they came to the workshop director's office, several people sat down and chatted.

Lao Qi told a few people that the efficiency of the factory is not good, and the loan cannot be paid, and the wages cannot be paid, so the workers can only be allowed to grow some vegetables to subsidize their lives. The factory director is also very anxious, and goes out all day to borrow money and take on projects, but there is still no good news.

"Wait and wait, there is always an opportunity." Zhao Yuemin smiled, "Look at it, isn't the opportunity coming now?" ”

The leading cadres of the instrument factory gathered together and attended the meeting. In front of the instrument factory, which was in dire need of funds, the lease contract was quickly negotiated. Red Star Industry, with an annual rent of 100,000 yuan, leases three workshops of casting, optics and chief engineer. In addition, at a rent of 150,000 yuan, all the equipment in the workshop is rented, including depreciation, but excluding maintenance and consumables. If the equipment is damaged in use, it will be repaired by Red Star Industry.

Then, Zhao Yuemin checked the condition of the equipment in the workshop, and everything was well maintained. After all, the electronic instrument factory has contributed technology to the nuclear industry, and some of the equipment is still very advanced, even surpassing the machine repair factory.

As for the workers, basically the workers in the workshop of the original instrument factory were all reset to work. The salary is calculated according to the original technical level, and is paid directly by Red Star Industry to the instrument factory.

The workshop director and the factory director saw the conditions of this contract, and they were all happy to close their mouths.

"Director Zhao, follow what you say."

"Don't worry. Ladies and gentlemen, I have one more condition, do you think it's okay? Zhao Yuemin glanced at Uncle Wu.