Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 459 Where am I supposed to get money?
Although today's coordination meeting is reminiscent of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "holding the emperor hostage to command the feudal lords,"

But in the end,

The back-and-forth and rhetoric between these colleges really had little to do with Chen Luyang.

The specific division of labor, writing of materials, filing and signing after the meeting... those were the responsibility of a few teachers from the Department of Philosophy, the Department of Mechanics, and the Department of Economics.

He's just a student; he can't control it, and he doesn't want to get involved.

His most important task is just one thing:
Let's continue to push forward the standardization of parts and components!

It would be best if all three systems were willing to cooperate.

But if things really get heated, he's not afraid.

With the provincial machinery factory as a strong backing, they had a powerful support system.
The factory can provide him with everything: funding, technology, and talent!

The worst outcome,

It was nothing more than pestering Wang Qingzhou relentlessly, throwing tantrums, crying and wailing, until he would arrange for an engineer to come and draw up blueprints for him.

Anyway, a face is just skin.

If you're shameless enough, you're invincible!
In short, it would be good if Peking University joined.

Do not join
He also has ways to forcefully push things forward!

……

Just as Chen Luyang was full of confidence and making plans for the future of the repair shop,
Department of Mechanics Office
Zhang Diancai frowned deeply as he looked at the blueprints spread out on the table, his tone filled with barely suppressed dissatisfaction:
"I asked you to draw blueprints, and this is what you draw for me??"

"...What kind of coil shell are you drawing?"

"Isn't the structure supposed to be able to dissipate heat?!"

"If you seal it all up, where will the heat go?"

"And this winding arrangement, there aren't even any machining corners left for the thread ends, how are you expecting the workers to wind the thread?"

"Put your hand in or bite with your teeth?"

Listening to Zhang Diancai's questions one by one,
Zhang Nan stood to the side, her body taut and her face filled with anxiety and unease.

Although it was initially agreed that he would take the lead and draw the initial draft,
Zhang Diancai annotated and revised the document, gradually improving it.

But when the day actually came, he discovered that this "first drawing" was harder to draw than the sky.

Although the ignition coil module looks like just a "box" made up of a few coils and magnetic cores, its internal structure is extremely complex.

It requires calculating inductance, leaving magnetic gap, estimating thermal expansion and contraction, and considering the encapsulation space of insulating adhesive.

Size tolerances, wiring channels, and heat dissipation routes all need to be considered, but there are no readily available references.

Even though Zhang Nan is already considered the "King of Mechanics Diagrams",

However, he was, after all, a student with little practical experience in production who came from books.

The drawing is already done with all your might.

Standing next to Zhang Diancai's desk at this moment,
Zhang Nan felt like a primary school student waiting for the teacher to correct his mistakes; his palms were so nervous they were cold and sweaty.

“And this connector,” Zhang Diancai circled the drawing with a pencil.

"You designed a planar interface, but how many car connectors in reality are right-side-down?"

"Old cars have wiring with angles, and the interfaces don't have a pre-defined angle for insertion, so the wires can't be plugged in. How are we supposed to assemble them?"
Zhang Diancai grew angrier the more he looked at it.

"Who taught you to draw like that?!"

Zhang Nan blushed and whispered, "I drew it according to the 'Principles of Machinery' textbook..."

"Textbooks are textbooks, not a workshop!" Zhang Diancai's voice was a little angry.

"How did I teach you in class?"

"Blueprints are made for people, not just for people to look at and appreciate."

“If the parts you drew are made into parts and then fail to start or stop, we’ll be responsible.”

When things got heated, Zhang Diancai suppressed his anger and asked a question:
"I'm asking you, how many days did you spend at the repair shop?"

"...It's been almost a month."

"Have you ever seen what an ignition coil looks like?"

"I've seen it... I dismantled one and even did the surveying."

"You call this surveying just because you took apart the shell? What do you call this drawing?"

Zhang Nan's face flushed red.

Zhang Diancai couldn't continue cursing.

He stood up, walked to the filing cabinet, and pulled out a stack of drawings.

"This was drawn by Fengyang No. 2 Machinery in 1976. It's a YH-3 model coil, designed for use with the 312 diesel train."

"This is a high-frequency ignition model that Chun Chun Automotive Research Institute tested two years ago,"

"And there's that flexible packaging diagram from the Soviet technology imports."

……

"Take this pile of blueprints and look through them all."

"Also, go back to the repair shop, disassemble all the old coils that the shop has recycled, three of each type, test them, draw a diagram, and then put them back together to test the firing."

"Don't come back to submit your drawings if you can't get the fire going."

Zhang Nan looked up in astonishment: "Teacher, should we...should we test the fire?"

Zhang Diancai said, "What you drew is an ignition coil, not a paper kite, so of course you need to test it with fire."

Zhang Nan was stunned.

"But the repair shop can't make it..."

"What I had you try was not a new design you drew yourself, but a real object that your drawings referenced."

"Before drawing, you need to figure out exactly how this thing is powered, where the fire comes out, and where the smoke comes out."

"If you can't start the engine, it means you don't even understand how to connect the coil."

"Then what kind of drawing will you make?"

Zhang Nan's face turned bright red.

"Okay, teacher, I'll go back and get it right away!"

……

夜晚
Zhang Nan rode his bicycle into the repair shop.

In a corner of the workshop, rows of old parts were laid out on a sheet metal table. Lin Qiming and a few others were discussing in hushed tones around a disassembled carburetor and a broken shock absorber housing.

The air was filled with the smell of engine oil and a faint sense of anxiety.

As soon as he pushed the cart through the gate, he bumped into Director Lu and Zhang Guoqiang walking into the yard with worried expressions.

Although Zhang Nan was extremely stressed about the blueprints...
However, the prototype production at the repair shop wasn't much better.

Although the small workshop we previously collaborated with did a good job, and the craftsmen were very nice, able to quickly manufacture the spark plugs, gaskets, and nozzles according to the drawings.
But that's pretty much the end of the road.

Ignition coils require die-cast aluminum shells, inner core winding, and sealing processes, which small workshops simply do not have the equipment for.

Needless to say, the brake push rod and the coupling sleeve are also included.

One requires a combination of milling and turning processes to achieve precision turning.
Another factor to consider is the flexible connection structure and rubber sealing rings.
These are not problems that a workshop with a dozen or so people can solve.

"Today I went to an electric motor factory near Yongdingmen. As soon as they heard that we were working on a repair shop project, they said they didn't take temporary jobs and wouldn't even let me in the door."

Director Lu took off his hat and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"My application also failed."

Zhang Guoqiang, panting, plopped down on the wooden stump.

"I went to an electroplating factory. They initially said they could give it a try, but after finding out that it was for multiple small parts and the materials were added in batches, they immediately turned their backs on me."

“They said our job doesn’t pay much and it delays their big production schedule.”

"Sigh..." Director Lu sighed and leaned back against the tool rack.

"If this were in our machine factory, with so many workshops, we could make anything we wanted!" "He's always acting like a little grandson, begging for help everywhere and still can't get anything."

Sun Hongjun brought out two cups of hot water for the two of them, frowned, and asked:
"...What should we do?"

Director Lu sighed: "I'll go to the school tomorrow and tell Director Chen about the current situation, and see if he can pull some more connections from the school."

Don't let Chen Luyang's youngest age fool you;
But when it comes to getting things done, you still have to rely on Chen Luyang.

Tan Songren shook his head: "In the end, it's because our repair shop is small, has few people, and limited resources... If it were our machinery factory, who would dare to treat us like this?"

Director Lu waved his hand: "Let's not talk about that. Xiao Zhang, what did Teacher Tu say about your drawing?"

Zhang Nan nodded awkwardly, her eyes lowered.

"...The teacher asked me to disassemble the coil."

"Remove the coil?" Director Lu frowned.

"Wasn't it supposed to be drawing? Why did it turn into handicrafts?"

"...The teacher said my drawing was too empty, and even the heat couldn't dissipate." Zhang Nan's voice was somewhat dejected.

"They even said I didn't understand the structure and told me to go back to the factory, disassemble, measure, and draw the most common types of ignition coils, and then put them back together to test the ignition."

Speaking of which,
Zhang Nan turned to Zhang Guoqiang and asked:
"Uncle Zhang, can you arrange for me to dismantle the ignition coils at the factory tomorrow?"

Zhang Guoqiang frowned.

Unlike other exposed parts, ignition coils are mostly embedded in the cylinder head or near the distributor. You must first disconnect the power, remove the high-voltage wire and fixing screws.

What's worse is that many old coil casings are brittle and the interfaces are aged, so they can be easily "ruined" if you're not careful.

"You probably can't dismantle it by yourself."

"I'll have Xiao Zuo work with you tomorrow; he knows how to get started."

……

When Director Lu came to find Chen Luyang, Chen Luyang was in a meeting at the External Liaison Department.

The December 9th Movement is just around the corner.

In order to make this school-wide event both enthusiastic and meaningful

The school's Youth League Committee, in conjunction with the Student Union, launched a series of preparatory activities and organized a series of events.

As the External Relations Department, we must take on the responsibility of inter-school coordination, guest invitation, and publicity liaison, and ensure that the event is handled properly and transparently.

"Little Chinese, you should play to your strengths."

"First, we wrote invitation letters to the leaders and student representatives of the Municipal Student Federation and other sister schools, inviting them to participate in the event."

"Secondly, the school is holding an essay contest on the theme of 'Patriotism and Youth Responsibility.' You should contact the Youth Daily and recommend the best articles for publication. We need to give students a chance to shine."

"Thirdly, since you have good writing skills, you can help the Literature and Art Department and the Youth League Committee design promotional materials and radio scripts, and also design the program schedule."

With a teacup in his left hand and a pencil between his right index and middle fingers, Shen Fei stood beside the table like a commander and began assigning tasks.

"understand!"

Little Chinese's patriotic enthusiasm was fully ignited, and he looked full of energy!

Shen Fei's liver trembled, and he quickly added:
"What is that~"

"Little Chinese, there are international students participating in this event, especially those from Japan in the history and Sinology departments. We must be careful with our wording when we write, and not be too radical."

"I understand." Xiao Zhongwen nodded vigorously, his eyes resolute.

"I will definitely keep the main theme in mind and pay attention to the methods and approaches!"

Shen Fei nodded in satisfaction and turned to Ma Tieli, saying:
"Comrade Tieli, go and communicate with the Public Security Bureau and the school's security department to report this."

"On the day of the event, the school initially planned a torch relay and an oath-taking ceremony at the statue of Li Dazhao."

“Even though we are students, it is still a mass gathering, and we must strictly follow the procedures.”

Ma Tieli nodded: "Understood!"

Shen Fei turned to look at Chen Luyang and said earnestly:
"Little Chen, the funds are now in your hands."

"What the heck?" Chen Luyang's eyes widened.

"I can think of a way?"

This is someone else's job; it's either writing articles or communicating with people.

How come when it's my turn, it's all about making money?!

Shen Fei said with a serious expression, "You have a wide network of connections and know many people outside. Getting some funding and supplies is a piece of cake for you!"

"We don't need much, just some funding and money for printing ink and paper will do."

"At the very least, even just a little bit of ink would be fine!"

“Look at that machine in our house, it’s been making a clicking noise these past few days. The oil’s dried up, and the prints are all blurry.”

"Don't look back and we can't even print out a decent program even though we've invited leaders and representatives from various schools."

Chen Luyang's head was throbbing with pain.

"Then where am I supposed to haul it?"

You have to think twice before lending money to relatives.

He was an innocent college student who had just arrived in the city to study, with no relatives or friends here.

He was immediately put in charge of making money...

Where is he going to get the money?!

Who are you going to get money from?!
How do I make money?!
His repair shop is struggling to make money right now!
Shen Fei said with a consoling expression, "Little Chen, opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared."

"Factories, newspapers, restaurants, shops, research institutes... those are all good places!"

"These days, which company doesn't print some flyers or try to create a bit of an artistic atmosphere?"

"You should target those organizations with a strong cultural atmosphere and many cultural walls."

"If others can't get money, you definitely can!"

Chen Luyang asked irritably, "Sister Ma is going to contact the police and the school security department, Xiao Zhongwen is writing the article, I'm going to get the money, so what are you going to do?"

You, a high-ranking minister, can't possibly send all of us lowly soldiers out to do the work.

You just lie in your room and act like a big shot, huh?!
It would have been better if we hadn't brought this up.

Upon hearing this, Shen Fei let out a heavy sigh!

"What I'm in charge of is naturally the most difficult!"

"Whether this commemorative event is successful or not depends on how well I do my job."

Shen Fei looked like he bore a heavy responsibility!

"I plan to personally visit the Central Philharmonic Orchestra, the Youth Art Theatre, and the Conservatory of Music to see if I can talk to them and invite some artists and violinists to participate in the performance."

"I also need to personally visit museums and archives to try and get some old photos and materials for the exhibition."

"I also need to personally visit a few universities to connect and see if we can organize cross-university interaction and turn this commemorative event into a joint commemoration of universities in the city. Once the scale is increased, the significance will naturally be different."

"I need to personally coordinate with several international students to see if we can get them to participate in the 'Anti-Fascist War' performance from an international perspective, whether it's a play we put on together or a song or a recitation."

...I'll go.

After hearing Shen Fei's work assignment, Chen Luyang promptly shut his mouth.

He's trying to stretch every day into two, he simply doesn't have the time to run around like Shen Fei.

However, adhering to the fundamental principle that words should not be spoken lightly,
Chen Luyang gave a thumbs up, her face full of admiration:
"Great, Minister Shen!"

"You've got art, documentary, diplomacy, curating, united front work, and even the internationalist front involved."

“Awesome!!!”

Shen Fei looked nonchalant.

"Although our External Relations Department has a small number of people, the division of labor is clear and responsibilities are assigned to each person, which absolutely embodies the spirit of socialist cooperation!"

(End of this chapter)