The Immortal Warrior: From Reverse Engineering to Forging Swords for the Country

Chapter 54 Misunderstood as the second generation again

When Zhang Zhipeng arrived at Factory 618, it was already past 11 a.m.

When he met Lin Zijian, he was directing everyone to start repairing and transforming the factory building in the factory area allocated to the Loongson Factory.

Zhang Zhipeng said to Lin Zijian: "Comrade Zijian, let me tell you good news. The 100 million from the Science and Technology Commission has arrived."

"Please send me an application for the expenses you need, and I will grant the funds to you, so you can speed up the work."

Lin Zijian was also very happy: "Okay! As long as the funds are sufficient, we can have one or two thousand people at one time."

"Our people are idle when they are idle. It is naturally good to earn some living expenses."

Zhang Zhipeng took a look and found that many of the people involved in the factory renovation were wearing glasses, and they were obviously technicians.

Zhang Zhipeng said with a smile: "Those involved in the renovation project should be paid the standard salary of 8 yuan a day, and they will also be responsible for a meal at noon."

Lin Zijian said gratefully: "Thank you, Comrade Zhipeng, for understanding us."

8 yuan a day is really a lot, let alone a lunch.

The two went to Lin Zijian's office to discuss the matter.

Lin Zijian and Zhang Zhipeng calculated the funds needed for the renovation project on the spot and determined it on the spot.

Zhang Zhipeng gave the approval on the spot. In this way, Lin Zijian can send someone to the preparatory office of Loongson Company to get the money.

Later, Zhang Zhipeng showed Lin Zijian the process drawings of the dust removal and purification equipment he had made.

Lin Zijian was shocked when he saw it: "Did it happen so quickly?"

Zhang Zhipeng smiled and said: "I stayed up a little late, but I also wanted to hurry up and meet the deadline."

Lin Zijian also knows how to read process design drawings.

He looked carefully at Zhang Zhipeng's design drawings.

He was very surprised: "Comrade Zhipeng, are your drawings too detailed?"

"You can almost start manufacturing directly according to this set of drawings."

Zhang Zhipeng smiled and said: "Isn't the so-called process design drawing meant to meet this standard?"

"Come on, take me to see your equipment!"

"How about we try to start manufacturing according to the drawings as soon as possible."

The two left the office and went to the production workshop.

Since there is not much work in the workshop, the workers are cleaning and maintaining the machinery and equipment.

Of course, there were also people smoking and chatting.

They smoked cigarettes rolled by themselves with cut tobacco, which smelled very pungent.

As soon as the workers saw Lin Zijian bringing someone in, some of them gathered around and asked when work could start.

Lin Zijian smiled and said to everyone: "Comrades, don't be anxious!"

"In the future, our factory will get better and better!"

"We will start trial production of several new devices next."

"If the trial production can be successful, then our entire 618 factory will be completely revitalized!"

Lin Zijian's words made the workers burst into cheers.

However, at this time, a harsh voice sounded: "Director Lin has said this a dozen times, right?"

"We are desperate, but there is no hope at all!"

The person who said this was an old worker with an unshaven beard and almost white hair.

His name is Qiu Changzheng, an eighth-level worker in Factory 618.

Eighth-level workers are a very rare existence and have high prestige in the factory.

Qiu Changzheng was originally the workshop director of the assembly workshop.

However, later on, he kept saying things that failed to take the overall situation into consideration and became a bit negative at work, so he was dismissed from his post.

Lin Zijian felt a little uncomfortable when he heard Qiu Changzheng say this.

However, he still smiled and said: "Lao Qiu, this time is different."

"Didn't you hear? Loongson Company is going to start construction in our factory."

"We will need to recruit a large number of workers in the future."

"Did you see this person next to me? He is Zhang Zhipeng, the general manager of Loongson Company. He is here today to try to manufacture our own domestically produced dust removal and purification equipment."

Zhang Zhipeng smiled and nodded to Qiu Changzheng.

Qiu Changzheng rolled his eyes and said, "Huh! You are so young and you are the general manager?"

"I guess he's someone with a great background, right?" "This Loongson Company is really talented at what it does!"

Lin Zijian was furious: "Lao Qiu! Can you stop talking nonsense!"

"Comrade Zhipeng is an outstanding scientist at NPU! It is precisely because of his research that it is possible for us to break the lizard blockade on us in an important field!"

"If you can't speak, you'd better shut up!"

Zhang Zhipeng has been questioned too many times.

He was actually used to this kind of questioning.

He smiled and said: "Comrade Zijian, calm down. Getting angry with your own comrades is a sign of incompetence."

"We must face the doubts of our comrades calmly."

"Then just use the facts to clear up the misunderstanding."

Lin Zijian also knew that he had lost his composure just now.

This is absolutely not the way to go.

Today, Factory 618 is not performing well and workers are complaining.

Qiu Changzheng said strange things, but in fact it was nothing.

Mainly because Lin Zijian felt that Qiu Changzheng was too rude to criticize an outsider like Zhang Zhipeng.

This is called lack of quality.

Qiu Changzheng laughed and said, "The factory director has such great authority!"

“Is our world still the working class’s world?”

"Let me tell you something, do you need to be so rude?"

"I can't live any longer. Now, you can't even let anyone talk, right?"

Zhang Zhipeng frowned slightly and said, "Uncle Qiu, calm down. The factory's poor performance is temporary. We can start work soon."

"I came here today mainly to take a look at the production equipment."

"I have designed a set of dust removal and purification equipment and plan to put it into trial production here."

"If we can make this product, we will probably have to work overtime in the future, and our wages and bonuses will be doubled."

Qiu Changzheng has a very strange temper.

However, he is not the kind of unreasonable person.

He saw that Zhang Zhipeng was easy to talk to and had a pleasant face. Even if he said strange things to him, he was not annoyed.

Qiu Changzheng himself felt a little embarrassed.

"Manager Zhang, if what I just said offended you, I apologize to you." Qiu Changzheng said.

Zhang Zhipeng waved his hand and said, "What's your name, Manager Zhang? Just call me Xiao Zhang."

"How about you introduce me to the equipment in our workshop?"

Zhang Zhipeng was a bit too kind.

Qiu Changzheng felt a little uncomfortable.

He scratched his head, and finally a smile appeared on his face: "Sure, let me introduce our equipment to you..."

Qiu Changzheng began to tell Zhang Zhipeng about the production equipment in each workshop. He knows all the production equipment like the back of his hand.

As for Zhang Zhipeng, every time he looks at a machine, he will understand it in detail.

The deeper he understands, the more familiar he will be with the craftsmanship, performance, and functions of these machines. This not only allows Zhang Zhipeng to reach the basic level in the design and manufacturing process skills of these machines, but also allows him to become proficient in them. operate these machines and equipment.

He also showed off on the spot. He controlled a lathe and made a threaded rod. His craftsmanship was quite good.

This also made the workers watching on the scene very surprised.

None of them expected that a young "big shot" like Zhang Zhipeng could operate a lathe so skillfully.

This also surprised Qiu Changzheng. He thought to himself, this young man is really quite extraordinary. For ordinary young workers, if they want to reach his level as a lathe, they will have to practice for three to five years.

Lin Zijian was also surprised, because he always thought that Zhang Zhipeng was a scientific researcher in the laboratory, and he was probably good at drawing and so on. I didn’t expect that he could do the work of a front-line worker.

Moreover, the lathe's level is equivalent to that of a fifth-level fitter.

It’s really rare.

After looking at it, Zhang Zhipeng found that the equipment here was actually relatively good. After all, missiles were made in the past, and the production equipment must be advanced enough to meet the needs of missile production.

Moreover, the maintenance of the equipment is also very good.

(End of this chapter)