Siheyuan: Enemy spies are captured every time

"After a while, I'll change my work ID and go to the Student Affairs Office to get my clothes." After leaving the workshop, Hua Chengyutai said to Xu Damao, suppressing his anger.

Things are much more serious than I imagined.

He looked at various shift schedules, but could not find any of the pre-production quality inspection or production process quality inspection procedures. In addition, he saw a currency list in Director Niu's office that had not been filed yet.

The return rate is as high as 55%, which means that the return rate of workpieces produced in one of their workshops is as high as 55%.

The defect rate in the production process should be much higher than this.

What is this concept? This is completely unimaginable in later generations. The silver mine workshop he once managed had a pass rate of 99%.

But when he thought of this era, he sighed again. Working hard and producing 100,000 kilograms per mu was still just boasting by a village secretary in front of a giant.

Hey!

They only care about quantity rather than quality. He remembered an animation he had seen in later life, in which an American engineer was holding a wrench to lift a screw, but when he lifted it lightly, the screw fell off, hit the engineer on the head, and then fell to the ground.

The eagle sauce sat on the ground...

Eagle sauce: "It's obviously the same panel, why is the difference in workmanship so big?"

Rabbit: "Only unique things can show my noble qualities."

Then the free...

Eagle sauce dragged Rabbit: "It's not like we're making a big tree. Mass production girls have their own way of doing things. Standardization, do you understand standardization? Your tolerance is so large now, you have to bear historical responsibility."

During those years, the Eagle Sauce used the whip to teach the rabbits what industrialization and standardization are.

In fact, as early as the Qin Dynasty, China had already begun to achieve standardization. The same writing system and the same wheel gauge were the earliest standardizations, but unfortunately they were lost later.

After he finished watching the production in a workshop, huge waves of shock had already risen in his heart.

He didn't have time to go to the site to watch the production, but he knew that the production process must be almost right. If it couldn't be installed, just knock it.

It's just two, three, four times...

As for how long it can be used, as long as it can be used, why would you need a bicycle for it? This is also an important reason why the Type 63 automatic rifle was returned on a large scale by the troops in later generations.

Finally, this model disappeared. You should know that the Type 63 automatic rifle is the first fully automatic rifle independently designed by my country.

If this is the case with military industry, what about civilian industry?

It seems that industrialization and standardization are imminent.

Xu Damao looked at Hua Chengyu's changeable expression. He was fine in Director Niu's office just now, so why did he become like this after he left?

"that......."

"Go quickly, the logistics department will be off work soon." Hua Chengyu didn't want to see Xu Damao at this time. He just wanted to find a place to vent. He looked around, but it was not appropriate at that time.

He knew that the only way to solve his problem was to achieve standardization as soon as possible.

As a person from later generations, he felt distressed when he saw such a huge waste, not to mention the era of food and clothing shortages. He walked towards the office building, and when facing the comrades who greeted him, he was not in the mood to respond.

After returning to the office, he hastily packed his things and asked Xiao Zhang and others to help him move to the new office.

Sitting on the new office bike, he first took out the money and bills. There were a total of 817 yuan (500 yuan from mom and 300 yuan from three groups) and various bills. It was much safer to keep these money and bills in the office than at home.

Later, he planned to buy a watch. In this era, it was really inconvenient not to have a watch.

Just after sitting for a while, several team leaders came over.

"Team Leader Ye, Team Leader Zhao, Team Leader Sun, Team Leader Li, what are you all here for?" Hua Chengyu asked after inviting him in.

"Master, all the documents of our groups one, two, three and four need your signature," said Team Leader Ye.

Hua Chengyu: "Didn't I tell you to hand it over to the section chief?"

Team Leader Ye: "The section chief called back and said that we don't need his signature anymore. Just sign it yourself."

Hua Chengyu nodded: "There are quite a few documents. Let me take a look."

At a glance, I saw ten lines of information, all about personnel transfers in each workshop, reported worker rating lists, those who needed letters of introduction, and worker complaints.

If it can be done, he will sign and hand it to them. If it cannot be done for the time being, he will put it aside and deal with it later.

They are all procedural and formulaic things, they just require people's signatures.

He processed it very quickly. Out of seven or eight documents, he only kept two: one was the rating list of workers in each workshop, and the other was the rating method.

By the end of this month, the factory will require a specific list and plan to be submitted.

Preparation is in November and the exam is in December. This is the annual major event and the busiest time for their department. They cannot be careless. After this time, they will have much free time.

But it’s only October 10th, and the month has just begun.

You can't submit it so early. It's usually put at the end of the month, and give it enough time for revision. Otherwise, the leader will have eight ideas a day and will make you die of revisions.

This is also work experience.

"It's time to get off work, so hurry up and pack up and go back. Next time, don't bring documents here when you're off work." Looking at the sun, it seemed like it had been a while since get off work ended.

"Chief Hua, we've been invited to have dinner in the canteen. You've been in Workshop 1 this afternoon, so I was asked to tell you." said Team Leader Sun from Group 3.

"Okay, when?" He had already thought about treating everyone to a meal, but now was the public announcement period, and he didn't want to make it so high-profile. What if... that would be embarrassing.

"The section chief has already gone off duty, how about us?"

"We'll be there right away." Hua Chengyu stood up immediately, tidied up the office, and walked out with them. When they arrived at the big office, Xu Damao was waiting for him. He hadn't left yet, so he asked Damao to go home and prepare a pot of hot water for him.

Let’s not talk about Hua Chengyu, if we were to ask who is the happiest person in the courtyard, it would definitely be Xu Damao.

He was 18 years old in 54, and he entered the steel mill through his mother's connections. At that time, the mill still belonged to his wife. In the second half of that year, the public-private partnership began. It was not until 56 that the steel mill was completely state-owned.

He entered the factory to learn projection technology from his father, who was an old projectionist. Later, his father was transferred to the Red Star Textile Factory as a projectionist.

The two factories are quite far apart, and his parents were allocated a separate house, so they moved out. Now he visits his parents once a month.

He has been living independently since he was 18, but he is better than Shazhu. He earns his own money and spends it on his own, without any burden.

Moreover, he has two rooms and an ear room, which is the most spacious housing in the entire courtyard. As for money, the Lou family still has a part of the shares and is not involved in the factory's affairs.

So, it’s just money, right?

My salary is 37 yuan, and my wife gives me 5 to yuan from time to time, so at least I have to yuan a month. So who else can help me?

Today, I have changed my status and am now a worker, although I am not a cadre. But now, I can wear four baskets, and I am the only two cadres in the courtyard who can wear four baskets.

Hey, that's great.

As for the fact that wages are not rising, is it important? It is not important at all, okay?

He is very rich. He has been working for almost eight years and has saved almost 3,000 yuan. He gave it to Xiao'e before, but she refused to accept it.

Hehe... Isn't it time to get off work? The team leader and Qian haven't come back yet. He knows they went to Hua's office.

He waited and waited for almost an hour before Section Chief Hua and Team Leader Ye came to the big office.

Section Chief Hua asked him to go back because he had an appointment in the evening.

Well, I'll go back first. He stood up and tidied up his desk. This was the first time he had a desk. The solid wood table was covered with a layer of glass.

Why do we need to cover the glass? He heard from old comrades that there are two reasons.

One reason is to protect the desktop from being scratched, and the other reason is that there are various forms that need to be filled out, so a style sheet is placed below so that you can use it as a reference and avoid making mistakes.

I have been working in the factory for eight years. After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, I finally completed my identity transformation by working instead of working.

Hahahaha... He stood up and touched the two pockets of his shirt.

Now, the symbol to distinguish workers from cadres is that workers have two pockets, cadres have four pockets, and there is a place for a pen in the left pocket of their shirts.

Cool! ! !

He stood up, closed the doors and windows, and walked downstairs happily. Almost everyone in the building had gone off work.

"We are on the road,"

"High-spirited and full of fighting spirit."

......

“Cut through the thorns and rush forward.”

"Move forward, move forward..." He couldn't help humming a song. On the one hand, he was thinking about the shock of everyone in the yard after he returned. On the other hand, he had a golden pen in his house, which was Xiao'e's dowry. Did he put it on other people's clothes?

That's so impressive, it will definitely blind Silly Zhu's eyes.

This silly Zhu, after coming back from the study class, most people in the compound had already gone to rest. Without Silly Zhu making trouble, the courtyard became much quieter.

Riding the bike, Xu Damao was in high spirits and felt extremely comfortable. He had bought the bike many times. By the way, he had not returned the bike to the Propaganda Department yet.

This one can't be ridden.

He is a cadre now and cannot take advantage of the public. Before leaving the factory, he parked the car in the guard room and would return it to the Propaganda Department when he went to work early the next morning.

I told Xiao'e today that I would ride Xiao'e's women's bicycle these two days, since she doesn't ride it much anyway.

Then let Xiao'e go to her father-in-law to get a bicycle ticket. No, let her father-in-law buy a bicycle directly. Now she is a cadre, so her father-in-law should be willing.

He thought happily as he walked.

"Da Mao is back. Didn't you go to the countryside to show movies today?" Yan Laokou was standing in front of the gate again, like a door god.

"Third uncle, please call me Secretary Xu from now on." Xu Damao puffed out his chest and looked straight at Yan Laokou. In his heart, he looked down on the first uncle, the second uncle and the third uncle.

First of all, he was a projectionist before, one of the eight major members.

He married a rich and pretty wife. As for her background, her family had been hired farmers for three generations, so they were very proud of it.

"Secretary Xu?" Yan Laokou smiled at Xu Damao.

"Yeah!" Xu Damao also answered with a smile.

Yan Laokou: "Go, go, go, Xu Damao, are you seriously ill? If you are sick, go see a doctor. Are you qualified to be an official? An official is a state cadre."

"Uncle, don't you see what I'm wearing? Four pockets, a cadre uniform, do you understand? From now on, please call me Secretary Xu." Xu Damao said proudly.

At first, Yan Laokou didn't look at it carefully, but sure enough, Xu Damao had four pockets on his clothes and the words "Red Star Steel Rolling Mill" were written on his chest.

"Are you really a cadre?" Yan Bugui rubbed his eyes and confirmed again.

"Of course not!" Xu Damao was as proud as a rooster.