Siheyuan starts from a better life

Chapter 905 Factory Inspection
Jiang Zihan went abroad to study in 79, and his impression of China remained in the past. Jiang Zihan hadn't been to the city for a long time, so while shopping for clothes, he went to take a look and see what China was like!

Jiang Zihan rode his bicycle, just like he did a few years ago, around the city, and bought two sets of clothes and shoes. The streets were full of people riding bicycles, and occasionally there were people riding motorcycles.

The buildings and roads here are still the same, not much has changed, there are no public telephones on the streets, if you need to make a call you have to go to the street. Occasionally there are cars passing by, they are all government or Hong Kong businessmen.

Jiang Zihan shook his head. There was still a long way to go! When Jiang Zihan passed by the subdistrict office, he called Liu Xingchao and asked him to send someone to take the books away, hoping that people could read them as soon as possible.

Liu Xingchao was very grateful and told Jiang Zihan that he would send someone to pick it up shortly.

I returned home and put my things away. After a while, the soldier who came to take the book came, saluted, and took the book away.

Jiang Zihan prepared some hot water to wash his hair, but found that there was no hair dryer. He scratched his head, then wrapped the towel around his head, wiped off the water, and let it dry naturally.

The young man changed his clothes, put on a leather jacket, pants and leather shoes, and combed his hair into a side part. This outfit made him look very energetic, and he turned from a gentleman into a native of Beijing. Jiang Zihan was very satisfied.

Wearing glasses, he looks like an artistic youth. Jiang Zihan doesn't like to have a slicked-back hair. If he is not in a foreign country and needs to look decent and energetic, he would not have the energy to dress up.

Jiang Zihan really likes the unrestrained lifestyle of the rich second generation in the United States, who can go out on the street wearing only a floral shirt, short breeches and slippers. Therefore, he is really happy when playing with that group of people.

At night, lying on his long-lost bed, Jiang Zihan fell into a deep sleep.
There's no place like home.

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The next day, Jiang Yan drove to his factory. Early in the morning, the factory was bustling with people and traffic. It was very lively. The outside was also well planned. The new farmer's market was not far from his factories. He could go there to buy vegetables after get off work and have breakfast there if he had time. It was very convenient.

After parking the car, all the employees he met came over to say hello, and Jiang Yan responded one by one. As soon as he entered the office, the secretary came over to report on his work.

"Mr. Jiang, our vans and pickup trucks are quite successful in the Middle East. The Ministry of Commerce just sent us a message that Pakistan, Persia, Argentina, and Chile also hope to introduce this product. They have already been in talks with the Ministry of Commerce. Pakistan, in particular, hopes that we can build a factory in their country to produce it."

"Okay, the Ministry of Commerce will go and negotiate first. If they need us, we will go over. Also, if we arrange a visit for them, we should be more enthusiastic, but we cannot stop work to entertain them." Jiang Yan asked.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, I understand," the secretary replied.

"If you need me to sign a contract, please let me know." Jiang Yan added.

After finishing these daily matters, he went to the R&D department. After thoroughly studying Jiang Zihan's drawings, Jiang Yan felt that his car production was still too weak, so he submitted some information to the R&D department, hoping to design a new car. After getting some information provided by Jiang Yan, the R&D department has already started researching, and the speed is not slow. The model made of oil clay has come out, and the only thing missing is the engine. Domestic gasoline engines are a shortcoming, especially high-horsepower engines. However, the engine of the BMW 1 car provided by Jiang Yan is still being improved under the auspices of the R&D department, and there is also the engine provided by Jiang Zihan, so for Jiang Yan and his company, the engine is not a big problem.

"How about it? How long will it take to produce a prototype?" Jiang Yan asked.

"It shouldn't take long. With the information you provided as a reference, plus we have enough staff, and there is no problem with machining. It's just that the turbocharger is a problem. Give us another two months, and we will definitely complete the task around the Spring Festival." "Okay, I'll give you time, but you have to produce the product by then. I've given you a lot of information and drawings, but if you still can't produce the corresponding product, then you can't justify it."

Although Jiang Yan is anxious now, he cannot get too involved. Otherwise, if he is asked to do everything, then what is the point of setting up a R&D department?

Another thing is that the door to the Middle East market has been opened now, and cutting off the chicken in the basin is his favorite, so this car of his is also the car after the chicken in the basin. What could be more pleasurable than cutting off the chicken in the basin?

He walked around the workshops, especially the engine workshop. There are quite a lot of people there now, a new production line has been opened, and many new employees have been recruited. He would go there more often when he has nothing to do, otherwise if there are quality problems, it would damage his reputation. BMW cars are now a household name, so they have to pay more attention to quality issues.

While wandering around, I unknowingly came to the end of the factory. There was a row of two-story buildings at the back of the factory. The rooms on the first floor of the building were classrooms, and the rooms on the second floor were for the retired seventh and eighth level workers who were recruited by Jiang Yan at a high price.

This group of old workers almost played a role in stabilizing Jiang Yan's work. Although the machine tools in Jiang Yan's factory have been updated for several generations, they have never seen them. However, they have their own unique insights on some details and parts processing, which is of great help to the factory. Otherwise, Jiang Yan would not spend a lot of money.

What is more important is that this group of workers has a strong sense of ownership. They are all people who do not tolerate any sand in their eyes, and they really take the factory as their home, and they are very strict in their supervision.

Also, they rarely get involved unless there is something important going on, and they only take action when there are problems that they cannot solve. Most of the time, they are training new workers or teaching apprentices.

The classes in Jiang Yan's factory are open classes. Anyone can come and listen as long as it does not interfere with work. However, if you want to really learn technology, it is a different story.

Jiang Yan stipulated that anyone who wanted to learn a craft from a master craftsman must sign a ten-year contract with the company, and within six months, one-third of their monthly salary must be paid to the master.

Otherwise, this group of veteran workers would not be so enthusiastic about teaching their apprentices.

Standing in a classroom on the first floor, Yi Zhonghai is giving detailed training to a group of new employees.

"Mr. Jiang, come and inspect," Yi Zhonghai and the employees greeted him one after another. In this regard, Yi Zhonghai did a very good job. Everyone in the factory called him Mr. Jiang.

"How are you all doing? Master Yi is a genuine eighth-level fitter. Serve him well and learn all his skills. Then you can get a promotion and a raise. Don't let him go." Jiang Yan joked happily with the workers.

"That's for sure. Master Yi never keeps anything to himself. But when we invited him to dinner privately, he just wouldn't agree," said an apprentice.

"This is the ethics of an old worker. Public is public, private is private. He believes that since he is paid by the factory, he should contribute to the factory. You should also learn from this aspect of being a human being."

I went upstairs again and took a look

(End of this chapter)