After Yang Youning left, Yang Xiaotao briefly told Ran's father about the previous incident.

After hearing this, Father Ran also shook his head.

"It's not like you can make it with drawings."

"If you can't understand the structure, it's also for nothing."

Yang Xiaotao nodded.

When I was making a machine tool before, I thought that a bunch of parts were spread on the ground, and ordinary people had a headache when they saw it, let alone assemble it.

The other party has no experience in assembly, and it is even more difficult to succeed the first time.

After the two finished speaking, they didn't rest assured about it, anyway, it wasn't themselves who were worried.

A machine department.

When Xia Lao heard that the logistics department made a machine tool, he just nodded lightly, but the disappointment in his heart was even more determined in his inner choice.

He gave the opportunity, if the other party can't catch it and can't get it back, then it's no wonder that he can't be blamed.

Logistics Service.

After Director Xue finished telling the rolling mill about the situation, he also showed a relaxed look on his face.

Ever since he started building his own Daystar, he's been under pressure.

If you can't do it yourself, it doesn't prove that the logistics department is not as good as the rolling mill.

There are drawings, there are workers involved in manufacturing, and there are enough materials, if this can't be done, it can't be justified.

Fortunately, this time it was finally made.

Although the consumption is indeed a bit large, especially tungsten alloy, even if you make two units, it is enough.

Director Xue hesitated, if the consumption is so large in the future, don't do it if you don't have a task.

If you don't let the rolling mill help, at least you can save a lot of materials.

However, this drawing has to be saved, and the first machine department has said that in the future, the drawings will be filed, and there will be no special requirements, and they will no longer be distributed.

Just as he was thinking about it, the phone on the desk suddenly rang.

"Hey, it's Lao Ning, how are you doing?"

"Huh? Yes, you knew it so quickly, yes, yes, it was made, it can be regarded as made, otherwise you can't explain it. ”

"yes, we have two, hahaha"

"By the way, where are you going? It's being assembled, and that's going to be soon."

After a while, the phone hung up, Director Xue rubbed his eyebrows, and then walked to the workshop.

The drawings of the punch press have been obtained, and now the manufacturing is being intensified.

Next, let's see if we can get the drawings of the milling machine, even if we pay a little resource, it is okay.

After all, that's a milling machine!

And at the moment when Director Xue hung up the phone, Director Ning, who was holding the microphone opposite, turned pale in an instant.

The logistics department has made it!

It's done!

And they still have a bunch of parts in the workshop!

No contrast, no harm!

And now, what he has to think about is how to make up for the suspicion last time and how to give an explanation to his superiors.

"Someone!"

"Meeting, greeting everyone, meeting!"

Zizi~~

"Comrades, please note that in the next 24 hours, the city will encounter Typhoon No. 5, this typhoon will make landfall from Zhanjiang, and the intensity will continue to be high, comrades must ensure the safety of a ~ Zizi ~~ property, ~ Zizi ~, to ensure the fruits of the revolution, to guarantee"

The sound of the radio echoed in the office, making the evening in Jinling even more dreary.

The calm before the storm came, the air was so hot that it could make people feverish, and the roof seen from the window was like a city wall oppressed by black clouds, crumbling.

In those days, there weren't many people who actually owned radios, so most of the typhoon warnings were told by the meteorological station over the phone to the brigade headquarters of various factories and neighborhood offices.

If it is a small typhoon, people naturally do not need to worry, as long as the children and the elderly are settled, it is time to go to work.

However, if there is a major typhoon, the factory is closed, and the school is closed, it is inevitable.

In the corridor, people who received the news were rushing to the family home or dormitory building.

Whenever a typhoon approaches, the factory will stop production, organize manpower to strengthen the factory area, and at the same time let the workers go home to take care of the family.

This time, it's business as usual.

In the factory, there are people running around.

In the factory director's office, there was silence.

Director Huang looked at the drawings on the table, and his face was gloomy and he was about to wring out the water.

I thought there was a problem with the drawings, but in the end, the clown turned out to be himself.

When the people below raised this doubt, he also had doubts, after all, it was not beneficial for anyone to conceal that the other party would keep a hand, and he couldn't ruin his character for such a thing.

So, subjectively, he doesn't agree with this statement.

However, it has not been made in the factory, and the production of machine tools has entered a bottleneck, which has not been done for many years.

The workers were also made big by this machine tool, and the whole machine tool factory was even more perfunctory.

This made him angry and at the same time, his heart was also shaken.

It's just that.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't explain at all, and even the superiors didn't make any moves.

The old head of the First Aircraft Department spoke coldly to him, which made him realize that things were not simple.

Sure enough, with the news from the logistics department, he understood that people didn't care about it because they had confidence.

I am purely finding fault, and I seem incompetent.

Now, he has finally tasted the bitter fruit.

Bell bell bell

The phone rang suddenly, and Director Huang waited for a long time before reaching out to pick it up.

A woman's voice came from the phone, "Lao Huang, why haven't you come back yet?" The family is ready to fight the typhoon, and the child hasn't picked it up yet, you..."

Smack

The phone hung up, and Director Huang looked blank.

Look out at the dreary sky.

Countless images flashed through my mind.

From the establishment of the machine tool factory at the beginning, from the domestic dependence, from the hard work all the way, to today's brilliant achievements.

Then, in splendor, indulge, indulge.

Thinking of this, Director Huang's eyes suddenly burst into a gleam.

"It's time for a storm and sober up!"

With determination in his eyes, Director Huang got up and walked out of the office.

Moments later, those who were about to go home to clean up the house, or who were yelled at by their wives to go home, were called back to the factory.

Not without complaints among these people, and not all of them are ready to return.

After seeing the messenger, everyone gasped in their hearts.

Because, the people who came to call were not factory workers, but staff members of the factory security section.

Now, everyone can only run back to the factory before the storm comes.

Da-da-da-da

The sound of running kept coming from the workshop, and the people at the door who were calling for friends suddenly entered the workshop, and when they saw the scene in front of their heads, they pinched their throats and didn't dare to speak.

In the workshop, dozens of people are neatly lined up in the front of the factory director, deputy factory director, director, section chief.

One by one, they didn't speak, especially the people in the front, whose faces were calm, like a volcano.

On the other side, a group of people also stood, their heads bowed in silence.

Several people walked quickly into the crowd and covered their figures.

"All of them?"

Director Huang asked Lao Zhu beside him.

Lao Zhu wiped the sweat from his face, looked up at the people in front of him, and then nodded.

"Factory director, everyone is ready!"

Director Huang nodded, and then looked at everyone coldly.

The scene became dreary for a moment, even more dreary than under the dark clouds outside.

The difference is that the outside is dull and hot to death.

And the dullness in this, the cold back is cold.

"Today!"

Director Huang's voice was not loud, but in this empty workshop, it was particularly harsh.

Everyone's hearts were tight, whether it was in front or behind, their eyes were staring at the factory director in front of them.

"I got a message."

"The logistics department has already made the machine tool!"

Two sentences, Director Huang almost gritted his teeth and said.

Those who approached clearly heard the sound of the factory director's teeth colliding.

In an instant, everyone's hearts jerked into their throats.

They know the impact of this statement.

As one of the few machine tool factories in the country, they can't make drawings with them, and they also question the correctness of the drawings.

Well, now the third party has made it.

not only crushed their own doubts, but also made the machine tool factory a joke in the mouths of others.

It's, shame!

Silence, long dullness.

Rumble...... Rumble...

Suddenly there was a muffled thunder in the sky, followed by the whirring sound of wind on the closed doors and windows.

And with the sound of the thunder, the wind came, and the rain also fell.

Director Huang looked at the people below, and a scene appeared in his mind, the honor that had been handed over to him, and the rhetoric that had been left behind had all become a reality at this moment.

"Today is the 10th of September!"

Director Huang seemed to be muttering, but in the next second, he suddenly became sharp.

"I'll give you two weeks."

Two sentences, two sentences without a head and no brain.

The people below raised their heads, their faces were either frightened or angry, and some of them understood the meaning of these words, and resented, they are the glorious working class!

This is a naked threat, who gave him the guts.

But before they could express their wishes, they saw Director Huang turn his head and look at the leadership of the lathe factory behind him.

His eyes are like a sword, whether he is the deputy director of the factory or the chief of the security section.

In the eyes of Director Huang, there was a resoluteness.

"Some time ago, you all know about the fire!"

Everyone naturally knows how miserable those birds who are treated as hacking monkeys are in the factory.

The entire leadership has changed.

It's just that he never thought that one day he would be treated like another bird.

But now, facing the eyes of the factory director, some people are empty-hearted!

"If I can't do it in two weeks, I will take the lead in leaving!"

"Save it, smear the factory."

Rumble!

Crackling......

Lightning flashed, illuminating the dreary workshop.

and the serious face of Director Huang.

Ignoring the gaze in front of and behind him, Director Huang slowly left the workshop with his hands behind his back, leaving two groups of people to look at each other.

Lao Zhu swallowed his saliva with difficulty, the factory director just told them for two weeks, just said that he left by himself, but.

It is conceivable that before the resignation of the factory director, these people can still stay?

The workers below, who originally held various mentalities, were also completely shocked at this moment.

The leadership is going to be masturbated, they, the workers, are they okay?

Yes, the workers are big brothers, but I don't say that every single one is a big brother.

Besides, there are so many workers, and there are 100 or 100 less, and the revolution is still being built.

At this moment, everyone only felt a cold air coming from the tail vertebrae.

In the next second, a sigh came, and then more people lowered their heads helplessly.

For the sake of honor and livelihood, they all have to fight.

……

Forty-nine cities, the moon and stars are scarce.

There is no black veil in the sky, but the moonlight on the earth is like a flower.

The cold air blew in through the window, Xiaowei's head came out of the table, and as soon as her mouth blew, the windmill plugged in on the table spun around.

Yang Xiaotao didn't pay attention, sitting quietly at the desk looking at a stack of design drawings, his face solemn.

Now, the shaking that should be done is almost done, and according to the communication with Ran's father, the milling machine drawings made have still not been recognized by the system.

"What's wrong?"

Stretching out his hand to look at the drawings, Yang Xiaotao looked at them one by one, frowning.

These days, there is a sack of used paper, which is not considered a factory.

The paper at home, Ran Qiuye is used to make fun, this winter is enough to ignite the fire.

Even so, it didn't work out.

put down the drawings, and then picked up the notes sorted out by Ran's father on the side, which contained information on semi-automatic machine tools in various countries.

Looking at it, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one the construction directions, Yang Xiaotao remembered them all.

And when designing the drawings, it is also based on this.

"But, why can't you do it?"

Yang Xiaotao muttered.

This sense of powerlessness of failure makes Yang Xiaotao, who has always been smooth, very helpless.