That same evening.

Liu Feng rushed back overnight.

He wants to estimate the production capacity of the factory, and then work with logistics to summarize the production materials and meet the challenge in a new state.

This incident is only a few months away, so the rolling mill must seize this opportunity this time, and if it goes well, this order can be produced for several months.

This time the order is placed urgently, and the funds are sufficient, if you go all out to produce, it is estimated that you can make a lot of money, after all, military orders are never in arrears.

Therefore, Yang Jun asked Liu Feng to go back in advance, just to make all preparations and go all out.

Of course, it's not so easy to take orders.

Whether the steel mill has production qualifications or not, it has to be audited by the arsenal.

Early the next morning, Guan Handong, deputy director of the arsenal, came to inform everyone to gather downstairs in the guest house and visit the production workshop.

Not to mention, the treatment in the arsenal is quite good.

Early in the morning, they ate pork and green onion buns, drank rice porridge, and the people who came to the arsenal to inspect were all crooked, and they did not have the image of leading cadres at all.

Sensei said that the cadres of other steel mills were unsightly, even the people brought by Yang Jun were not much better, especially the colt, who had five per person, and those three or two heavy buns were eaten in a few bites, and they ate more than 20 in a row, which frightened the people at the same table.

A good breakfast, but it turned into a foodie live broadcast.

"You kid starve to death, huh? Let's go down."

Seeing that Ma Juzi was about to take the bun again, Yang Jun stabbed him with his hand and told him to hurry down.

He didn't want to be famous on this trip, and he was famous because of a foodie from the rolling mill.

"It's coming, it's coming."

Ma Zizi's face was red, his two cheeks were bulging, and when he got up, he grabbed two buns and put them in his pocket.

In addition to a few senior leaders in the factory, there are also engineers and eighth-level technicians, and drivers like Ma Juzi and a few ordinary cadres who come with them are not qualified to enter.

When everyone went down, the open space at the gate was already full of people, and the people from the various steel mills had already come down.

On the steps stood a man in military uniform, who was Chen Shanhe, the director of the arsenal.

This person is an active-duty soldier, about fifty years old, with a national character face, a dark face, and a serious expression, and at first glance he is a person who acts vigorously and resolutely.

Chen Shanhe glanced at everyone and felt that the person was almost there, so his body straightened up, his face was solemn, and he said,

"Stand—Stand!"

With an order, the noisy crowd suddenly became much quieter, but many people didn't take the order seriously, and still stood there loosely.

Yang Jun is different.

It was as if a soul was calling him in his bones, and when he heard the command, he immediately jumped up straight, his hands between the seams of his trousers, and his legs together, standing like a javelin.

Chen Shanhe is a soldier, and he usually speaks and does things in a commanding manner, but now when he saw that everyone was loose and collapsed, he didn't take the military order seriously at all, and his face suddenly sank like water.

He glanced at everyone, and when he saw Yang Jun, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

However, as soon as the two made eye contact, they immediately flashed to the side.

….

Although Chen Shanhe was very angry, he couldn't do anything to others.

Many of the leading cadres from various steel mills are at the same level as him, and his orders cannot be controlled by others, and people can listen to them if they want to, and they will not listen to them if they don't want to listen to them.

"I won't say more nonsense, let's get straight to the point."

As soon as Chen Shanhe's voice fell, everyone suddenly fell silent.

"The volume of this order is very large, and none of you steel mills can eat it alone, you have to work together to complete it, but ......

When he said this, Chen Shanhe paused, glanced at everyone with his eyes, and continued,

"It's not that easy to take orders from our arsenal, they have to go through us

This assessment is fair, just and open, and only those who pass can get the order."

"Don't talk nonsense, time is tight, the task is heavy, hurry up and enter the workshop for assessment."

After Chen Shanhe finished speaking, he gave Guan Handong, the deputy director of the factory who was standing beside him, a look, and then turned around and left first.

When he left, he also glanced at Yang Jun, who was still standing straight.

He took a few more steps forward, and when he looked back, Yang Jun was still standing there motionless.

He seemed to remember something.

So he turned and stood upright, and commanded,

"Take a break, disband!"

When you're done, turn around and go.

When Yang Jun heard this, he first took a breath, and then his body relaxed.

Chen Shanhe's order seemed to be for everyone, but only he and Yang Jun knew that this order was for Yang Jun.

Some people do not retire from the army, and they do not fade when they retire.

A soldier for one day and a soldier for a lifetime, the kind of faith engraved in the bones can never be erased.

Respect is mutual.

We all have the same belief and the same soul in our bones.

Therefore, although the two have never known each other, they are like old comrades-in-arms who have been fighting side by side for decades.

"This man is sick, he is shocked."

"That is, he really thinks that we are his soldiers, and shouts at us."

"Alright, be quiet, after all, this is someone else's territory."

Someone in the crowd was suddenly dissatisfied.

These people have long been accustomed to being high in their own factories, and they must be unhappy when they are suddenly ordered, and they can't accept this way of speaking for a while, so they can't help but complain.

Not every steel mill wants to take this order, and if it weren't for the notification from above, they wouldn't have traveled all the way to this mountain by train for days and nights.

Now is the era of planned economy, each factory has a fixed order, and the arsenal order is dispensable for them, so they don't pay attention to this order at all, coupled with Chen Shanhe's disgusting way of speaking, they don't want to take this order anymore.

But the rolling mill is different, now is the time to need money to improve the construction of supporting facilities, if you take this order, it can be said that the money to build a shopping mall and guest house this time will not be worried.

After Chen Shanhe left, Guan Handong, the deputy director of the factory, took everyone to visit the production workshop.

"Lao Yang, what are your factory's plans this time, do you want to take this order?"

On the way to walk, Mao Hua and Gao Dongzhi caught up with him and asked in a low voice.

….

"Why don't you pick it up?" Yang Jun didn't want to answer directly.

"I said Lao Yang, if you eat meat, give us a soup, the last military order was snatched away by your factory, if you take the order again this time, do you have so much production capacity?"

When Mao Hua heard this, he was immediately unhappy.

"Yes, our factory is not short of anything, just lack of orders, let alone one order, even ten more of our factory can still play."

Yang Jun naturally will not let go of this opportunity.

As long as he is the director of the rolling mill for one day, he must think about the workers of the whole factory.

With this order, life in the factory will be a little better.

The days of the factory are better, so the workers who celebrate the New Year can get a few catties of pork.

If the efficiency of the factory is not good, do you think the life of the workers can be better?

Besides, he doesn't worry about production capacity either.

Although the factory can not carry out more work and more pay, according to the piece of the work system, but there are policies, there are countermeasures, for the production of more workshops and individuals, he does not pay bonuses, directly send pork, the reputation is a reward, no one can pick out the thorns.

After the implementation of this policy, the workers are full of enthusiasm, and the production capacity has increased by at least 50%.

"Old Yang, discuss

Wait a minute, can you quit this time and give us this list?" Gao Dongzhi discussed.

Yang Jun stopped, looked at the two of them with a smile and said,

"Hehe, Lao Gao, what you said is not right, how can men say it between men? Besides, even if our factory is willing to give up, there are not a dozen other steel mills."

"You don't care about other manufacturers, we can talk to them one by one, you just say let it go, right?" Mao Hua asked.

When Yang Jun heard this, he was immediately unhappy.

These two goods usually compete with themselves, but now in front of more than a dozen steel mills, let him quit alone, which is completely treating himself as a competitor.

In any case, the three of us belong to the Red Star Rolling Mill, and we should have reported to the group for warmth, unity and cooperation, and unanimity to the outside world, but in the end, we started to do it to our own people first.

"Don't!"

Yang Jun said with a solemn face: "I said two elder brothers, this is the task given to me by the big leader, not only did you not help me, but also persuaded me to give up the task, what are your intentions?"

One sentence made the faces of the two of them red.

The two of them panicked when they saw that Yang Jun was angry and raised the problem to ideological awareness.

"If you don't let it, you won't let it, why are you so angry, everyone eats in the same pot, there is no need to be so angry."

Mao Hua took the lead in apologizing.

"Yes, yes, Lao Mao is right, business is not benevolent, and you have to rely on Brother Yang to help you in the future."

Gao Dong Solstice echoed the road.

"Okay, I said two old brothers, what's the use of us discussing here, I don't know if we can pass their assessment?"

Yang Jun also doesn't want to make the relationship too stiff, everyone is a face-saving person, and he must leave a step for the other party at any time, don't block the way.

"Yes, Lao Yang is right, look at the heat of our discussion, I don't know if I can pass their assessment."

….

Mao Hua hurriedly descended the steps.

Subsequently, everyone came to the production workshop with laughter and laughter.

As soon as I entered the workshop, I saw hundreds of workers busy there, wearing blue-gray uniforms and sleeves.

It's an assembly line, they have a clear division of labor, and everyone does the same kind of work.

Some people sort the workpieces, some people polish the workpieces, and the people of friends are constantly carrying the workpieces in the workshop.

Yang Jun glanced at the workpiece being produced, and at first glance, it was the production of gun bolts.

And this kind of bolt is particularly familiar, and at first glance it is an accessory on the six-seven machine.

If I'm not mistaken, this is still produced by my own factory.

"Lao Yang, isn't this a workpiece produced by our factory?"

Yuan Kaizong took a workpiece, looked left and right, and asked in an uncertain tone.

"Old Yuan, you remember correctly, this is exactly the workpiece produced by our factory." Yang Jun patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him to trust his vision.

"Good boy, I didn't expect to see the workpieces produced by our factory here." Yuan Kaizong said excitedly.

As soon as they heard that this workpiece was produced by their own factory, the people who came with Yang Jun came over to watch.

If there is one thing that workers are most proud of, it is to be able to see their own products in a different place.

The product is recognized, which is the biggest recognition of their work.

"Comrade, may I ask, is this artifact easy to use? Is the pass rate high?"

Yang Jun asked a female worker who was sorting workpieces.

The female worker was in her thirties, and she looked like an old worker.

She replied without looking up while sorting the workpieces,

"I'm just a sorter, I don't know if it's good or not, but the pass rate is about 98%."

"Oh, thank you."

The female worker was right, she was just a sorter, and whether the workpiece was good or not could only be known if it was assembled, but she said 98%.

Yang Jun was very dissatisfied with the pass rate.

Although the pass rate of 98% is very high, these workpieces have been inspected before leaving the factory, and it stands to reason that the pass rate is 100%, but when it comes to the arsenal, the pass rate becomes 98%, which makes him unacceptable.

Yang Jun turned around and wanted to talk to Liu Feng about the product qualification rate.

suddenly remembered that Liu Feng was sent back to the factory by him last night, so he called Yuan Kaizong to the front of him.

"Lao Yuan, after you go back, you have to pay close attention to production, the pass rate is too low."

"I also think the same way, not only to grasp production, but also to grasp the ideological education of workers."

Yuan Kaizong nodded in agreement.

When Yang Jun was chatting with the female worker, he also heard it next to him.

He felt it was time to get the job done.

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