Siheyuan: Started in 1950, third-level cook

Steel rolling mill.

After strolling around the cafeteria and explaining some things in the kitchen, Chen Jun had some free time.

So he went back to his office and continued tinkering with the second-hand phone.

I have to say, this thing is really lethal, I can't help but want to take it out and play with it for a while.

I had just opened the novel that I didn't finish reading last night when I suddenly heard footsteps at the door.

Chen Jun flipped his wrist and the phone disappeared out of thin air. The next second, Director Song pushed open the door and walked in.

If it were someone else, they would know to knock on the door first, but Director Song would just push the door open nine times out of ten.

Seeing Chen Jun in the room, Director Song poured himself a glass of water very familiarly, took two sips and said, "Chen Jun, there is a meeting at 10:30, let's go together later."

Meeting?

Chen Jun couldn't help but ask, "What kind of meeting? Why is it that no one notifies me every time there is a meeting?"

"I'm here to inform you, aren't I?" Director Song grinned and explained, "It seems to be related to production. All the leaders of the factory, big and small, must attend. Of course, we are no exception."

Safe production?

This matter obviously happened in the production workshop. What does it have to do with the canteen?

"We in the cafeteria and logistics department should probably not attend. Meetings are so boring." Compared to attending meetings, Chen Jun prefers to play with his mobile phone in the office.

Director Song shook his head: "You have to go even if you are bored. This time, Director Yang personally issued the notice, and all cadres must be present."

Fine.

Since he had to go, Chen Jun didn't say anything.

The two stayed in the office until after ten o'clock, and then set off for the large conference room.

When the two of them arrived, quite a few people had already arrived in the conference room. Chen Jun and Director Song found a seat at the back and sat down, then began to look at the people who came to the meeting.

The situation was exactly as Director Song had described. Almost all the factory cadres, both big and small, had come.

Director Song had been in the factory for quite a while and knew many people there, so he casually asked a director sitting in the front row.

"Old Wu, why are you holding a safety meeting for no reason? Did something happen in your workshop?"

"Go away, your workshop had an accident!" Director Wu said unhappily, "But the accident is real. I haven't received any news about which workshop it happened in, but the situation seems to be quite serious."

"Hey, why do I feel like something happened this month?" Director Song touched his chin and tried to recall.

Director Wu nodded, indicating that Director Song was not mistaken.

"It's normal for a production workshop to have some minor accidents. Things like a scratch or a broken nail are usually not reported. But this time Director Yang personally convened a meeting, which means this accident must be serious. I estimate that the least that can happen is disability."

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Is it so dangerous inside the workshop?

Chen Jun was listening at the side and couldn't help but frowning.

The productivity in this era is insufficient and the production equipment is somewhat backward, so there are many safety hazards.

In addition, some workers rely on their rich experience and ignore the safety manual, so the probability of accidents is still quite high.

In fact, not only now, even in the next few decades, production accidents will always exist, and there is no 100% safety.

When talking about this safety accident, Chen Jun couldn't help but think of Jia Dongxu, who was already disabled in both legs.

At first glance, Jia Dongxu looks pretty miserable.

But if his legs were not disabled, he might die in a safety accident in the future.

So when you think about it this way, having a disabled leg is actually a good thing for Jia Dongxu.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Comrades, please be quiet for a moment."

Director Yang tapped the microphone, and after making sure there was a sound, he shouted.

The meeting room, which was originally a bit noisy, suddenly became quiet.

Chen Jun couldn't help but sigh when he saw this.

Ever since Li Huaide came in, no one in the steel rolling mill could compete with Director Yang, and no cadre in the factory dared to go against Director Yang.

For example, now, Director Yang just shouted and the whole conference room became quiet.

"There is only one reason why I called you all to this meeting today. That is, a serious accident occurred in our factory workshop this morning. One worker was seriously injured and two workers were slightly injured."

"Although there is no threat to life, it has sounded the alarm for us."

"The higher-ups are aware of this matter and called us to inform us that we must strengthen safety protection to prevent such incidents from happening again, and that we must submit a qualified and standardized production order."

"As you all know, the frequency of safety accidents has increased since our factory expanded. Most of these accidents occurred on new production lines and in new workshops. Whether it was caused by unfamiliarity with the machines or negligence in safety production, we must make changes."

"So, for the safety of our fellow workers and for efficient production, we put our heads together to solve this problem."

Like many leaders, Director Yang's speech was long and extensive. He started by talking about the main points, and then went on to talk about some meaningless nonsense.

As Chen Jun listened, he couldn't help yawning. He even felt like he was in a class meeting in his previous life and wanted to secretly take out his cell phone to pass the time.

Safety in production.

For matters like this, why not just call the directors and deputy directors of each workshop to a meeting?

What are the reasons for calling these people sitting in the office?

It is said that professional matters should be left to professionals. Chen Jun and Director Song have never been to the workshop to participate in production. How can they gather ideas?

That's just paper talk!

"Chen Jun, what are you doing with your head down? Give us your opinions!" Director Song at the side elbowed him and said in a low voice.

Chen Jun simply spread his hands and said, "I have never been to a workshop or participated in production, so what suggestions can I make?"

"You are the one who invented the dough mixer, don't you understand workshop production?"

"Oh, how can they be the same? The dough mixer was developed in a small experimental workshop. There are no safety hazards. The factory manager and his team are talking about assembly line operation."

As he was talking, Chen Jun saw Director Yang's secretary carrying a stack of papers and starting to distribute them one by one, guessing that everyone had to write some opinions.

"Every comrade must participate, and all submissions will be collected at the end of the meeting. Any good proposals will be discussed and adopted."

"We are all factory cadres and we must contribute to the development of the factory."

Got it!

I really need to write an opinion.

No one can escape.

The reason why Chen Jun was so reluctant to give suggestions was because he was not familiar with the workshop. If someone who did not understand gave suggestions, it might cause a bad impact.

This is actually a disadvantage.

Instead of holding this kind of meeting, it would be better to gather people from the workshop together to write their opinions, which would be more effective.

However, in a large factory like a steel rolling mill, the proposals of the leaders are more important than those of the workers.

After thinking about it, Chen Jun picked up a pen and planned to write two random sentences, and then find time to remind Director Yang.