Great Power Ship

Chapter 2 Zhang Mingli

It's no wonder that Zhang De's plenary meeting is like this, who is Wen Dawei?

To put it nicely, it is called unemployed youth, but to put it badly, it is just a blind stream who makes trouble everywhere.

Such a person suddenly says that he can solve the problem that the torpedo does not meet the standard, just like a scumbag saying that he can win the International Mathematical Olympiad, full of a strong sense of magical realism, which is both incredible and ridiculous!

Zhang Dequan watched Wen Dawei grow up, so Zhang Dequan could still hear how much Wen Dawei weighed. Although Wen Dawei is very smart, his grades in elementary school and junior high school can be regarded as passable, but he has nothing to do with technical matters. They look the same, the technology knows them, and they don't know the technology.

As a result, such a product actually said that he can handle things that the whole factory has been gnawing up and down for half a year?

Otherwise, Wen Lin and the factory manager have almost regarded the Southwest Ordnance Industry Bureau as their home these days, and they only have to sleep in the same bed with the leader of the Ordnance Industry Bureau. Why are they so shameless?

It's not that I want the Southwest Ordnance Bureau, the superior unit, to give Lidong Factory some technical support and help.

They have all risen to this level, and they have obviously entered a dead end. Even the expert consultants of the Ordnance Industry Bureau are at a loss. You, Wen Dawei, can handle it?

Who believes?

Who the hell is the mallet!

"Uncle Zhang, I know you don't believe me. In this case, you call Mingli here, and I'll understand as soon as I tell her!" Wen Dawei knew that Zhang Dequan didn't believe him, so he didn't talk nonsense. After all, Zhang Dequan was the chief of the security department, not the chief of the technical department. , Talking about security work is okay, when it comes to technology...it's basically a duck listening to thunder.

In contrast, Zhang Dequan's daughter, Zhang Mingli, who had just graduated from university and was assigned to be the leader of the technical team in the technical department, was more reliable.

Zhang Dequan didn't know that he was despised by the brat in front of him, but he was not angry, but continued to look at Wen Dawei with suspicious eyes: "Are you sure you have a solution?"

"There's no way to talk about it, it's just some ideas. In the spirit of seeking truth from facts, let's ask Mingli to come over and listen. Of course, if you keep letting me go, you can just go to her directly! "

The first half of Wen Dawei's sentence was quite modest, but he lost track of the rest. Zhang Dequan waved his hands impatiently: "I'll call the technical department and ask her to come and listen!"

After speaking, he pushed open the door, and when he walked out of the interrogation room, Zhang Dequan suddenly shook his head helplessly, showing a tricky smile, and murmured: "Old Wen, old Wen, back then you said that the two families were married, but now... ...I can't say this, so let the child decide for himself!"

Fortunately, Wen Dawei didn't hear these words at this time, otherwise his jaw would drop to the ground in shock!

He never expected that Zhang Dequan, whom he regarded as his own uncle, would have such deep thoughts behind his back.

But this is not difficult to understand. During the difficult times, Wen Lin and Zhang Dequan supported each other, sharing weal and woe is indeed closer than brothers. In addition, Wen Lin was a technical backbone transferred from Shanghai at that time. Extremely easy-going, Zhang Dequan, who was only an officer of the security department at the time, had no time to fawn on him, so he was naturally very concerned about the affairs of his children and relatives.

However, times have changed, and Wen Lin is still the gentle and elegant Wen Lin who is the technical leader in the factory, but the son he gave birth to is an out-and-out bastard.

On the other hand, Zhang Dequan's daughter is not only beautiful, but she was admitted to the Department of System Engineering of the Polytechnic University in the provincial capital just after the resumption of the college entrance examination in 1978, becoming an out-and-out college student.

Although the provincial capital's university of science and technology ranks only in the lower middle of the country, the number of college students is very scarce these days, and it still cannot cover up the dazzling aura of the proud son of heaven.

One is a well-known blind bastard in the factory, and the other is a well-known son of heaven in all directions.

Zhang Dequan immediately regretted the promise of Wen Lin's marriage back then, but he couldn't say anything about it. After all, Wen Lin's kindness back then was too great, and Zhang Dequan was somewhat old-fashioned.

But his refusal to speak does not mean that others cannot speak.

For example, Zhang Mingli can fall in love freely like a college student, so he, Zhang Dequan, can save face, and there is no need for his precious daughter to jump into the fire pit.

You must know that the good guy who pursues his daughter does not have a reinforcement company, but also a reinforcement platoon, and all of them are outstanding young talents.

Wen Dawei is not even qualified to carry shoes.

Because of this, Zhang Dequan simply came to push the boat along the way. Didn't you, Wen Dawei, want to find Mingli?Then let Mingli come over and see for herself what kind of virtue her so-called childhood sweetheart is.

Is he a good person who can treat the interrogation room of the factory security department as a second home?

So hurry up and die with that experience!

As for what Wen Dawei said could solve the reason why the torpedo failed to meet the standard, Zhang Dequan didn't believe it at all. It was the same sentence, Wen Dawei grew up watching him grow up, and Zhang Dequan knew better than God what kind of quality he was in his bones.

Thinking of this, Zhang Dequan seemed very proud, humming an excerpt from "Shajiabang", walked to the desk step by step, and picked up the phone...

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Technical department, reference room...

Zhang Mingli compared the technical drawings of the design institute and the factory, and her beautiful pair was tightly wrinkled together. It has been more than half a year, but the imitation work of the No. 109 torpedo is stuck in reliability.

I thought it should be a material problem, but after testing by the domestic authoritative department, there is no problem with the materials configured by the Design Institute for the No. 109 torpedo.

That is the problem of production processing and system integration.

This is very troublesome, because there may be problems as small as a screw or as large as a section, so every link must be carefully checked.

If it is placed decades later, using computers and professional software, although the process is complicated, it is not too troublesome; but now all the drawings are hand-painted, and all the craft templates are also made of paper, which requires relevant personnel Look at the drawings one by one, and check the templates page by page.

Not only is it time-consuming and labor-intensive, but she often suffers from various occupational diseases due to long hours of work. For example, Zhang Mingli at this time felt that her cervical spine and back were often sore, and her eyes were sore and swollen, which was very uncomfortable.

"Comrade Xiao Zhang, it's almost two o'clock, let's have some food!"

Just when Zhang Mingli took off her eyes and rubbed her astringent eyes, a kind but majestic voice came from behind. Zhang Mingli turned around after hearing the words, and saw a slightly fat middle-aged man in a gray Chinese tunic suit carrying a When the lunch box came in, he couldn't help calling out in surprise: "Secretary Fang, you..."

Before Zhang Mingli finished speaking, Qin Yibin, the chief of the technical department, flashed out from behind Secretary Fang without losing the opportunity, and said first, "It's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival. Secretary Fang knows that our technical department has worked hard, so he came here specially." Condolences to the comrades in our technical department!"

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