Fengcheng old events

Chapter 334 Safety is an eternal topic
Xu Jingang's death was an accident, but which thing was not an accident?

The reality is full of risks and crises. If you don't know how to protect yourself, you will only be swallowed by it.

When the classmates met together, when they mentioned Xu Jingang, they couldn't help sighing a few words, lamenting the fragility of life, but no one attended his funeral.His personality is a bit domineering, and no one gets too close to him.

However, some people were alerted. Some workers in the workshop who commute by bicycle silently changed to walking. Cycling in winter is indeed dangerous, and it is too easy to fall.

Not just bicycles, but even the few people who are usually riding motorcycles rushed to squeeze the bus.

In this era, having a motorcycle is almost equivalent to owning a Rolls to tear it down, and it is still the Phantom series.

Whether it is Jialing 125 or Happiness 250, they are the existences that ordinary people look up to. It feels quite refreshing to blow away with black smoke rumbling in the wind under everyone's envious eyes.

Motorcycles are still a heavy luxury item at the moment. The more popular and popular ones are the Qingqi series of joint ventures, such as Honda 50, 70, Yuhe 50, Jialing 50, and Jianshe 80, which are mechanical creatures between motorcycles and bicycles.

The shape is a bit like the electric bicycle of later generations, but it is indeed a motorcycle, but it looks a little thin. There are many people riding this kind of bicycle in the factory, and they run around the factory every day.

The price of this kind of moped is not expensive, a few hundred dollars, and the average worker can afford it, and at this time, as long as you are riding a fuel-burning motorcycle, it will be awesome.

Jinan Qingqi has released the first pedal in China right now, Mulan 50cc, with a red small wheel straight handle, which is quite trendy and has become the favorite of many urban women. At that time, it sold for more than 2000.

However, Jinan Qingqi’s performance on mopeds is quite mediocre. As the earliest factory in China to develop and manufacture mopeds, the Hei Lao 15A was quite famous back then, but the performance of the 15B and 15C launched later is quite mediocre.

15C is known among the people as "Jinan Qingqi 15C, repairing the car during the day and riding at night", and the selling price is more than 1000, resulting in the loss of a large market share and being squeezed out by Chongqing.

In the domestic motorcycle market in the 90s, only Guangzhou Wuyang and Jiangsu Chunlan, which rose later, could compete with Chongqing.

Honda, Suzuki, Yamaha, and Kawasaki are the biggest winners. No matter how the domestic motorcycle market and enterprises compete, the market is firmly in their hands.

In China, except for Shanghai Fortune, the rest are all joint venture factories of these four companies.

Happiness is an imitation of the Czech Jiawa. At that time, the whole vehicle was completely made in China.

And like all state-owned enterprises in this period, they sat on their laurels and did not think about making progress, and the market for happiness continued to shrink. It was not until the launch of the 125 series that it eased.

Honda can be said to be the only one in the Chinese motorcycle market in the 90s.

Although the moped has a petite appearance and a small displacement, it is quite powerful and can go up in speed.

The second choice is the technician, the second son of Lao Zhai's family is riding a Qingqi at the sharp bend on the side of Xisha.

Walking from the road between Xisha and Wuchang to the factory is a sharp bend, a [-]-degree turn, Zhai Yin came from the back door, the speed was too fast, and he couldn't turn around the corner, so he flew directly across the ditch and hit him. The back wall of the large bathhouse.Even the car and people were smashed.

Young people are always willing to show off, and often want to show off for no reason. They often think that they are handsome, but outsiders look stupid.

Like Zhai Yin, who left behind orphans and widows at a young age.

Xu Jingfeng in Zhang Xinglong's class has a Suzuki 125 made in Chongqing, which is the envy of the big men in the team. Men, who is not interested in this kind of machine, but most of them are reluctant.

At this time, a motorcycle is more expensive than a house.The Suzuki is seven or eight thousand, the Honda Kawasaki Yamaha is tens of thousands, the joint venture is about 1, the import is directly doubled, and the Kawasaki KR6-S is as high as more than [-].

……

The matter of Xu Jingang gradually faded away and was forgotten by people.People are always forgetful.

Not long after, another accident happened in the crushing workshop.

Zhang Xinglong worked the night shift that day, and took over at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

When it was time for the team, everyone was sitting there discussing. Zhang Xinglong asked what happened to Wang Yugang who was squatting and smoking. Wang Yugang looked out the window expressionlessly: "The third class is dead."

"How did you die? Which post?" Zhang Xinglong asked in surprise, and squatted down beside Wang Yugang.

"72, maybe I didn't pay attention when sweeping the road, and let the belt roll up."

"Didn't jump off?"

"Can you die if you jump off? Is it so easy to jump? To be honest, I'm a little scared."

"It's okay, just be careful, don't open your clothes tightly, and stay away from the belt."

They wear a lot in winter, usually a ragged cotton jacket, and young workers are especially willing to open their jackets without buttons, which is actually not allowed, because the open skirts swing a lot with the movement, and are easy to be caught by rotating equipment .

"It's so miserable." Wang Yugang thought for a while and said, "When I found out, it was said that the face was worn into a white board, and the person stuck on the leaking mouth and grinded it to death."

"Have you gone to see it?"

"No, according to Liu Sanzi, they are dealing with it over there and won't let us pass. There are people from the workshop and the factory."

Zhang Xinglong looked up at the other people in the team, most of them were a little silent, smoking cigarettes one by one, thinking about something, not knowing what they were thinking, probably because they felt the same way.

"This is such a boring job, I really don't want to do it anymore." Someone said.

"Why don't you do it? What do you eat? Don't you want your wife and children?" Someone said.

Another moment of silence.

"Be careful, machines don't have eyes."

"I'm a little timid. It looks like I can't wear this coat in the future."

The speaker Zhang Xinglong couldn’t name him, he was thin and small with a self-proclaimed hair, in his 40s, and in winter he was wrapped in a rotten army coat in class, how many times he had been told by the monitor.

Coats are bulky, which affects people's reaction speed, and the hem swings a lot when walking, which is really a safety hazard.

"Did you take it off when you don't know how to work? What are you wearing it for when you're working? You have to use it as a shelf?" Xu Guangli gave him a sideways look.

"Take it off, take it off," the auto-roll nodded and smiled wryly: "It's so numb, I feel cold sweat on my body now." He was on the belt of Class 72, [-], and the one who died was his opposite class.

The one who died usually likes to wear a military overcoat in his class. There are so few old workers like this.

The clothes I got to wear in class were tattered clothes that were usually eliminated. No one in the class cared whether they were tattered or not. It's not safe.

Xia Tian is fine, it’s enough to be caught by the machine and torn apart, it’s thin.It can't be torn in winter, so it can only compare strength with equipment.

"I have needles and threads. After you take over the shift later, you can mend yours and sew up those Feifei." Xu Guangli lit a cigarette and said.

"I'm so fucked up. I'll throw it away tomorrow. I won't wear it anymore. The shadow in my heart is so heavy."

"It doesn't have to be about clothes." Someone answered.

Squad leader Xing walked in with his head down: "Stop making noise, let's have a meeting."

Everyone sat down and looked at Squad Leader Xing. Liu Sanzi came in from the door with his big flashlight, his expression a bit unsightly.

"Everyone knows about it, so I won't talk about it. There's nothing anyone can do about it. Be careful in the future. Don't drink alcohol at work. Those who have nothing to do like to drink the whole thing. Lesson learned.

Usually, if you drink to death at home, that's your own business. Is something wrong here?Suffering or not?I talk to you every day about safety, but I am so stunned and worried. Are you dumbfounded if something goes wrong?
What about the wife and children?Are Mom and Dad still alive?Think about it carefully, you are carrying things on your body, you have to think about others even if you are not afraid of death, right?
Okay, let's not talk about it, Lao Tian, ​​you worked so hard today, I will go over to help you in a while, and you will also go over to help, because something must have happened, something no one thought about.Take over. "

(End of this chapter)