Chapter 27 Ingenuity Glass Factory
"It's here, get out of the car, right?"
Tu Bai thoughtfully helped Qingman open the car door, blocking the top of her head with one hand, and making a gesture of invitation with the other.
Qingman came back to his senses and looked out in the direction of his outstretched hand, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed.
At the gate of the factory, dozens of people stood on both sides of the road in two columns, all of them in blue overalls and red ribbons. Seeing her looking this way, she spontaneously applauded.
"Welcome! Welcome! Put out the welcome mat! The man standing on the edge with some thanks, took the lead in shouting an ancient slogan, and the two teams of people led by him were a loud expression of scrambling.
In this lifetime, I actually experienced the feeling of being inspected by the leader! Qingman was more surprised than frightened, and in front of everyone's eyes, his cheeks and ears burned red.
"What are you doing here? Why don't you hurry up and tell them all to withdraw quickly?! Tu Bai suppressed the applause and cheers of the employees, and reprimanded Guo Jia in a low voice for his exaggerated style.
"Doesn't this mean that everyone wants to be close to you? It's all spontaneous - it's none of my business at all! "Guo Jia and Tu Bai are college classmates, and they know his cold on the outside and hot on the inside; There are enough innocuous jokes here, and there is no worries about pushing out all the responsibility.
"This is Guo Jia, the direct person in charge of ingenuity, if you have any questions, you just have to ask him." Tu Bai didn't bother to bother with him, so he only made a brief introduction to Qingman, and wisely flashed aside.
"You ......" Guo Jia smiled and pushed the gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose before he stretched out his hand to say hello, but he was consciously ignored and ignored by Qingman.
She nodded detachedly, and said straight to the point: "I want to take a look at the production flow chart of your factory, and if I can, please call a workshop leader and an ordinary staff member in the back kitchen." ”
"There's a—sex!" Guo Jia didn't think it was wrong, put away half of his outstretched hand, gave a thumbs up to Qingman, and then left calmly.
The interrogation was arranged in a small conference room. First came a short-haired girl with a folder in her hand.
"Mr. Tu." She greeted Tu Bai respectfully before spreading out the folder in front of Qingman.
"This is the production flow chart in our factory, and there is a list of employees, photos and contact information at the back. You look at it first, if you have any questions, you can ask me, the other personnel are being arranged by Manager Guo, and they will come over soon. ”
Tu Bai sneered in his heart, thinking how strong Guo Jia's heart was, but he didn't expect to encounter Qingman, a hedgehog, and he was helpless and unable to parry.
Qingman didn't know what Tu Bai was thinking, but with him sitting by her side, she felt a lot more settled in her heart.
On page 16, there is a small square in the lower right corner of the glass that shows the distribution channel of the finished product.
There are no defects and all packaging that meets the quality inspection requirements are in good condition for export; There are minor problems but can be rescued and modified for secondary processing; A small fraction of the significant defects are kept as samples, and most need to be re-examined.
"What happens to the part of the sample that is kept for analysis and is analyzed?" Qingman looked at it for a while, then pointed to one of the small lines and asked the girl.
"Of course, it's back in the storeroom, where there are a couple of dedicated shelves." The girl thought that this was a very amateurish question, and because she was still thinking about the few tasks at hand, she felt that it was a waste of time to stay in the conference room for a while.
"How big can the shelves be in the storeroom?" Qingman was very dissatisfied with this answer, so he asked the doubts in his heart, and the folder in front of him was quickly turned back a few pages by the girl, pointing out the answer: So big! ”
Although it is only a picture, it can still be seen from the proportion of people and vehicles on the top that the warehouse is very high. In a spacious room about three or four meters high, there are rows of shelves leading to the roof, on which are placed glazed exhibits of various shapes.
"That's not right, is it?" Qingman's fingers swiped across the rows of shelves, muttered some numbers, took out his mobile phone to calculate, and finally raised his head. "Judging from this picture, there are only 100,000 pieces of your glass exhibits on the shelves. How much does your batch produce glass? What is the damage rate? In the decades since the establishment of ingenuity, don't tell me that all your defective products are here. ”
The girl was stunned, she didn't expect to be stumped by Qingman's question so quickly.
"This ...... This shouldn't be all of our samples. ”
"What happened to the original accumulation?"
"I ......" The girl quickly glanced at Tu Bai, who had been silent, and was completely panicked, "Why don't I go to the archives room now to retrieve the earliest batch of files?" ”
Qingman didn't make a sound, and the girl fled.
After a few more moments, a woman and a man walked in.
"This eldest sister, you sit here for a while, and let's come one by one." Tu Bai saw that the clothes on the woman's body were sticky with oil flowers, and guessed that she was from the back kitchen. In line with the principle of fast first and then slow, he took the first step to help Qingman make arrangements.
Sure enough, Qingman's questioning was still the same, and all of them revolved around the flow of defective products. After making sure that there would be no defective products in the production process, she let him go.
"Finished asking so soon?" Guo Jia came in from outside with great sorrow, still holding a yellowed file box with a vintage in his hand, obviously picked up, so he could only pick it up and do it himself. It's just that he's a fart. Before he could reach the stool, Tu Bai issued another order to him.
"Go pour another cup of tea, this eldest sister may have to stay a little longer than the others in front of her."
"Ah, what can't I say in a few words, if I delay cooking......"
"Okay, Zhao Jinhua! Just sit still! You don't have to be responsible for delaying cooking - you're not alone in the kitchen! Guo Jia was already in a bad mood, and suddenly heard that his employees were going to pick on him again, so he turned around and reprimanded him violently.
Zhao Jinhua finally closed her mouth after being beaten, but looking at her angry appearance and the calculating light in her eyes, Tu Bai expected that she would not easily say what Qingman wanted to know.
"Answer the questions well, as long as the clues you provide can be agreed by him, these are yours." When he saw Guo Jia pouring water back, he reached out and took the wallet in his pocket, took out a dozen hundred-yuan bills from it, and placed them on the table in a fan shape.
Zhao Jinhua's eyes flickered, and her eyes wandered between the painful Guo Jia and the stack of pink banknotes a few times, until Guo Jia glared at her fiercely and warned, and then finally nodded happily in agreement.