I asked you to modify it, what the hell is this fighter jet's engine?

Wang Mincai suppressed his anger and reluctantly admitted his mistake to the secretary.

The deputy director in charge of production said, "Boss, since we can't think of a solution, shouldn't we... ask Section Chief Gao?"

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this.

Yup!

Since Gao Xiaoguang joined the machinery factory, he has been able to solve all the difficult problems in the factory properly. He is like a firefighter...

"Chief Gao, this is your September salary, a total of 110.5, as well as 32 kilograms of grain and non-staple food coupons. Please count them and stamp your personal seal on the pay slip." The Finance Department clerk found the envelope with Gao Xiaoguang's name on it from a stack of envelopes and handed it over.

That's right!

The salaries of those at the section chief level and above are delivered personally by the financial officer.

Gao Xiaoguang counted the money and found nothing wrong, then took out his personal seal and stamped it on the payroll.

"Chief Gao, please be busy. I still have to deliver the salaries to other departments." After confirming that the name and private seal on the payroll were correct, the financial secretary turned and left.

Nowadays, everyone in enterprises and institutions has a personal seal, and each seal has a unique mark to prevent fraudulent payment of wages.

The farmer pressed his fingerprints.

After seeing off the financial secretary, Gao Xiaoguang put away the sketch of the four-cylinder diesel-gasoline engine, locked it in the safe, and walked to the fleet. He first went to the machine tool workshop and learned from Director Hao that his father was away on leave. He then went to the fleet to find his eldest brother, took out three big black ten tickets and grain, oil and non-staple food tickets and handed them to his eldest brother.

"Second son, my parents said they'll find a job for my eldest sister. You're still struggling financially. Mom told me to tell you that you don't have to pay any money to the family anymore. Besides you, there are three other people earning a salary, so we're not short of money.

Besides, my elder sister has saved dozens of dollars these past few months. When you come home one day, Mom and Dad will give us some money to pay off the hunger we owe outside."

Unable to persuade his elder brother, Gao Xiaoguang took the money. He then learned from his elder brother that his grandparents had something important to discuss with his father, and his father had asked for a day to go back to Gaojiazhuang with his mother.

Today, my eldest brother is still collecting Dad’s salary.

Gao Xiaobin added, "Mom was afraid that Dad would be too filial, and that he would tell Grandma and Grandpa about you being the section chief. She was even more afraid of not agreeing to anything for Grandma and Grandpa, so she followed him back."

Ugh!

My father’s biggest shortcoming is his foolish filial piety.

"Chief Gao, it's so hard for me to find you." Secretary Xiao Liu ran over breathlessly.

"Brother Liu, do you have something to talk to me about?"

"It's not me who's looking for you, it's the factory leader who's looking for you."

The two men walked out of the motorcade side by side. On the way, Secretary Liu saw that there was no one around, so he whispered the story of Huo Shangren's big order and the Guangyan Tractor Factory, and also told them about the leader's slamming of the table.

"Thank you, Brother Liu, for your advice."

Gao Xiaoguang frowned slightly and really wanted to say: I can't do it!

When he pushed the door open and entered the office, white smoke filled the entire office. Although Gao Xiaoguang was addicted to smoking, he almost died.

"Comrade Xiaoguang is here." The deputy director in charge of production stood up and took the initiative to greet him, enthusiastically handing him a cigarette.

Although tobacco and alcohol are harmful, they are the crudest and most effective ways to build relationships in any era.

"Xiaoguang, do you have any way to increase production capacity?" Liu Dekui went straight to the point after Gao Xiaoguang took his seat.

“I can increase production capacity…”

"Hahaha!"

The deputy director said happily, "I told you that Comrade Xiaoguang had a solution."

Liu Dekui, Zhang Yao, Wang Mincai and others, who were all worried, suddenly smiled and praised Gao Xiaoguang.

"Dear leaders! Please let me finish what I have to say."

Zhang Yao waved his hand to signal everyone to pay attention to the venue discipline, and everyone quieted down.

"I've already told the factory manager the long-term method for increasing production capacity: to install an automatic hot forging hydraulic press and a four-column 500-ton hydraulic press.

As for increasing production capacity and fulfilling overseas orders while ensuring quality in a short period of time… I have no idea!”

Gao Xiaoguang did not increase

"..."

The conference room suddenly became quiet, and the factory leaders' emotions were like a roller coaster.

Liu Dekui grasped the core issue of 'quality' in Gao Xiaoguang's words and asked urgently, "Xiaoguang, you just said that reducing product quality can increase production capacity in a short period of time?"