Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2192: Breaking the Iron Rice Bowl
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Mr. Wang picked up a match, lit a cigarette, and took a deep puff.

Mr. Qian’s words left everyone silent.

Director Yan wanted to speak, wanted to say what was in his heart, to build an airplane.

But when the words came to his lips, his voice died down.

Every family has its cupboard.

Aren't they all brothers in distress?

Sometimes, it takes more than one person, one factory or one department to accomplish something.

Missiles, aircraft, and all the industries related to them need to be improved as a whole from top to bottom in order for the top level to be promoted.

But now, it is so difficult to improve.

In other words, even if they could produce the PL-3, there was no suitable aircraft to serve as a carrier.

"Chief, we'd better contact our brother departments about this matter."

Mr. Qian at the side spoke, and Mr. Wang nodded silently.

The only thing we can do now is to cooperate and find a point of agreement that both sides can accept.

"Old Qian, let's focus on ourselves."

"Do your part. Everyone has hardships and everyone has to overcome them."

“What we have to do is to do our own thing well.”

Elder Wang's voice reached everyone's ears through the smoke, allowing everyone to regain their focus.

Mr. Wang is right, they can’t even manage their own affairs.

"Then let me tell you the direction of our mission."

Mr. Qian picked up the notebook and began to say, "In response to the problems exposed, we have two directions to work on."

"First, the performance of Jinglei No. 1 is excellent, but it needs better performance to face this situation, so the research work of Jinglei No. 2 is proceeding normally."

"Director Wang, you are responsible for following up on this."

"Yes!"

"Second, regarding air-to-air missiles, the Pili-3 needs to determine the plan as soon as possible. Director Yan, you are responsible for this."

"clear."

Director Yan nodded vigorously, but still asked, "Commander, can we ask the machinery factory to provide a smaller ramjet engine?"

"If their engines could be made smaller, our chances of success would increase significantly."

After these words were spoken, everyone was pondering the feasibility in their hearts.

After hearing this, Ran's father nodded. If the stamping press can really be improved, it will be very helpful for the research and development of missiles.

Elder Wang knocked off the ash from his cigarette and looked at Director Yan, "How big do you need it to be?"

Director Yan thought for a moment and replied, "According to the requirements of the No. 2 missile, the diameter of this engine cannot exceed 150 mm."

"And in order to increase the speed, the fuel inside cannot be less than the amount of No. 2, and the warhead and navigation parts are still..."

Director Yan explained the possible situation, then gritted his teeth and said, "Now our plane can only carry two Type 2 missiles, which can barely reach Mach 1.5. If it is heavier, we can't even carry one!"

"So, 150mm is the limit. Of course, if it can be reduced to 120mm, the effect will be better."

After hearing this, Mr. Wang put out his cigarette and looked at Ran's father.

"When will the electromechanical factory we are working with start production?"

"It is expected to be officially put into production in August this year, and the machinery factory is preparing manpower and equipment."

Father Ran thought for a moment and replied, but Elder Wang waved his hand and said, "I can't wait."

Then he looked at the directors and supervisors of the various departments below and said, "It is now the end of June. Before July 10, the Mechanical and Electrical Plant must focus on production."

"Everyone, send me those who have people."

"I emphasize again, whoever is dragging his feet on this matter will be fired immediately."

"Also, this is to avenge our Seventh Machine Department. If you don't want to be criticized and called incompetent, then just keep your eyes open and make this number three."

The flesh on Mr. Wang’s chin was pressed against his lips, and his eyes were filled with a fierce look.

"Yes!"

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A group of people stood up suddenly.

After everyone left, only Mr. Wang and Mr. Qian were left in the room.

"Old Qian, this time, you have embarrassed yourself completely."

"I chased him all the way, but I didn't even touch him!"

Old Wang's face became troubled.

For the first time ever, Mr. Qian took out a cigarette and lit it silently.

The Third Ministry of Machine Building.

When Mr. Zhang returned to the office, he locked everyone in and told no one to disturb them.

Zheng Shuangyan and others came to the door several times but did not dare to knock.

They understood what had happened and also knew why Mr. Zhang did this.

The entire Third Ministry of Machine Building was plunged into a depressing atmosphere.

Just when it was getting dark and Zheng Shuang was about to knock on the door, she saw Mr. Zhang coming out with a pair of red eyes.

"Meeting!"

He said two words softly and then walked towards the meeting room.

Zheng Shuangyan shuddered when she heard this, and then hurriedly asked someone to notify the heads of various departments.

At this time, if anyone dared not to come or was late, he was sure that Mr. Zhang would kick them out.

Fortunately, everyone was not stupid and knew that their boss had something to do, so no one dared to leave work.

The conference room was soon filled with people, but there was no other sound. Everyone sat in their chairs, waiting quietly.

"Commander, everyone is here."

Zheng Shuangyan glanced at the people sitting below and spoke.

At this moment, Mr. Zhang seemed to come back to his senses, took a deep breath, and then looked at everyone with a sharp gaze.

"I read a lot of information today, which included the production conditions of factories in many places."

Mr. Zhang did not start talking about the Blackbird, but instead talked about the conditions of the factories under his jurisdiction, which left everyone present confused.

Even Zheng Shuangyan couldn't understand the situation.

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Mr. Zhang slammed the table so hard that everyone present shuddered.

There was a hint of horror in everyone's eyes.

Their leader has never slammed the table in all these years.

What's more, what terrified them even more was that they didn't even know why they were banging the table.

A group of people were silent.

Elder Zhang glanced at the people below and said, "Tian Hai."

"Chief." A middle-aged man below was called and stood up immediately, but when he answered, his throat was a little dry and his voice was even more hoarse.

"Factory 2158, Factory 2163, and Factory 716 are the ones you are in charge of, right?"

Tian Hai nodded immediately after hearing this, "Yes, Chief."

Hearing Mr. Zhang's question, the people below started to think quickly.

The three factories that Mr. Zhang mentioned just now seem to be the machine tool factories below.

In an instant, some people thought of something and began to avoid looking.

"Let me ask you, how many machine tools are there in these three factories, and how many Morningstars and Morningstars are there among the machine tools?"

Mr. Zhang's voice was calm, but it made Tian Hai's heart skip a beat.

"Commander, from these three machine tool factories, we have purchased a total of twelve Venusstars and four Morningstars, all of which have been installed."

"Now that it's installed, tell me why the quality of the machine tools produced has not only not improved, but has become worse than before?"

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Mr. Zhang threw a piece of information in front of Tian Hai, and Tian Hai was so scared that he quickly picked it up.

A closer look revealed that it contained the production data of each factory for the past year, and from the graph, it was clear that output had barely increased.

However, subsequent reports also showed that there was no improvement in quality.

"This this"

"Commander, the people who operate the machine tools are workers. If the workers' skills cannot be improved, then the quality cannot be improved."

After hearing this, Mr. Zhang just picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip to moisten his throat. "Now, you know."

"How to do?"

The gentle questioning made cold sweat appear on Tian Hai's forehead.

"me"

"Don't know? I'll think of a way for you."

Mr. Zhang put down the cup, stared at Tian Hai and said coldly, "From today on, the task of producing machine tools will be increased, and the quality control of factory tasks will be improved."

"Those who fail to complete the task will be sent to farm the land."

"If the tasks are not completed, all factory workers will go to farm."

"We in the Third Machine-Building Ministry have no shortage of people, no shortage of workers to work."

Tian Hai had difficulty breathing after hearing this and nodded tremblingly.

Then he sat on the chair, his heart filled with fear.

Who doesn’t know the benefits of being a worker nowadays? You have a stable job, rationed food, and status. Who wouldn’t want to be a worker?
But now, just one sentence and you can go farming.

This, this is going to smash the iron rice bowl.

Without food supply from the city, many people would starve.

Not only him, many people present turned pale.

"Wang Minghua."

Mr. Zhang spoke again.

A person below stood up suddenly.

"Factory 419, are you in charge?"

"Yes, Chief."

Wang Minghua is different from Tian Hai, he has a loud voice.

Zhang Lao glanced over and asked, "Are you confident?"

"Commander, I understand the situation of Factory 419. The factory is full of backbone elites, and it is also the benchmark factory of our Third Machine Department."

"Benchmark? Did you call yourself that? Or who called you that?"

Wang Minghua raised his head and said, "Commander, since the establishment of the factory, Factory 419 has provided us with a large number of excellent machines, ensuring the development of military industry."

"Yes, the factory has experienced ups and downs in the past two years, but I still believe that Factory 419 still has the ability and contribution. Moreover, the workers there are all revolutionary workers and talents of our Third Ministry of Machine Building."

“If you have the ability, why don’t you improve the quality of your products?”

Mr. Zhang picked up the cup again and drank the tea in it.

Wang Minghua listened and said, "Commander, you also said that not all factories are like the Red Star Machinery Factory. The comrades below have worked very hard. There is no need for us to criticize them."

"Commander, I, I think your requirements are a bit strict."

As soon as the words were spoken, there was a sound of people gasping for air all around.

Zheng Shuangyan even stood up and stared at Wang Minghua with a cold gaze. The guards in charge around him also stared at Wang Minghua. A murderous aura quickly spread in the room.

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Ha ha!

"Difficulty, criticism?"

Mr. Zhang suddenly laughed, and his voice gradually became colder.

"The workers' mission is to sacrifice their lives and blood for the revolutionary construction."

“When did demanding that tasks be completed become a criticism?”

"Chief!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man stood up abruptly and said, "Chief, I've wanted to say this for a long time."

"I don't know what other people think, but right now, many factories are just muddling through, collecting wages based on their work."

"I've been to the Red Star Machinery Factory and even to their branch factory."

“That’s what a worker should be like.”

"The spirit of the three studies has penetrated into the hearts of workers with high spirits and aspirations."

The middle-aged man looked at everyone with an indifferent look, "And Chief, I dare say that the people who really cling to their iron rice bowls and slack off are not the workers in the workshop, but the managers who don't want to cause trouble, don't want to be the bad guy, don't want to be embarrassed, and just muddle through and do their tasks."

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Suddenly, sparse applause broke out in the room.

Then the applause grew louder and louder.

It's just that some people are working hard to fix the problem with a blushing face.

Some people just looked pale and at a loss.

Mr. Zhang smiled.

At this moment, the smile was very bright.

He understood that these people of his were not rotten to the core.

Our three ministries can still be saved.

"Wang Minghua, from now on, you will be relieved of all your duties."

"Take it out."

As soon as Mr. Zhang finished speaking, the guards immediately stepped forward and dragged the distraught Wang Minghua away.

He was unwilling and very confused.

Obviously, what he said was the voice of the workers.

Zhang Lao looked at everyone and said in a sonorous tone,
"This iron rice bowl can be destroyed by the First Ministry of Machine Building and the Machinery Factory, but why can't my Third Ministry of Machine Building be destroyed?"

"Starting today, I will tell everyone that in our Third Ministry of Machine Building, there are no permanent jobs, only permanent people."