Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 496 The Sincerity of Selling Boiled Corn at the Village Entrance

When Chen Luyang told Zhang Nan that the drawings needed to be modified...
Zhang Nan's pupils contracted, and she said with great self-reproach:
"It's my fault, all this paperwork was for nothing."

As the primary drafter of the blueprints, every stroke and every value was the result of his day and night contemplation.

Zhang Nan had originally hoped to succeed on the first try and start production immediately.

Little did we know that so many problems would still arise when it came to the actual assembly and experimentation.

"I won't work for nothing!"

Chen Luyang said nonchalantly, "Consider this batch as tuition fees."

"We can't create a perfect structure in one go. The first round was about finding the mistakes and correcting them, and the real results were revealed in the corrections."

Zhang Nan pursed her lips and nodded, still unable to hide her frustration.

"I thought I had thought of everything carefully... but once I got on the bus, there were still places I couldn't see."

"That's how it is," Chen Luyang said, patting his shoulder casually.

"We're making physical objects, not paper models."

"If it hasn't been subjected to heat, force, oil, or assembly interference, it's not a complete structure."

"I've already spoken with Director Song."

"Next time, Li He and the others will bring the parts, and you will bring the blueprints, along with Senior Brother Ma and Senior Brother Guo, who will bring the process cards. Let's go together."

"They're only responsible for assembly, not for recording."

Chen Luyang added, "The drawings don't need to be completely changed; just make a comparison of the two versions for a few key areas."

"We'll modify one version according to the foreman's suggestion, and another version according to your own reservation. We'll try both versions when we install it on site."

"Look at the data, and use whichever one works best."

Zhang Nan was taken aback and hesitated before asking, "Don't we have to listen to the workers?"

Chen Luyang shook her head: "My mentor has his experience, and you have your understanding. You're the chief designer, after all!"

From childhood to adulthood, Chen Luyang had never seen a worker more skilled than his father, Chen Dazhi.

Even someone as brilliant as Chen Dazhi always produced according to Song Liaosha's father's blueprints.

We have never drawn the designs ourselves or produced the products ourselves.

After spending more time with Zhang Nan, Chen Luyang discovered that he was someone who was quite prone to feeling guilty and blaming himself.

Although he is talented, I wonder if it's because he gets scolded by Zhang Diancai so often...

I always feel like I lack confidence.

Chen Luyang encouraged him, saying, "The workers can point out the problems, but it's you who provides the solutions."

These words hit me like a hammer blow to the heart.

Zhang Nan's eyes gradually hardened and became more confident.

"Okay! I'll try!"

……

The next day, Zhang Nan, Li He, Ma Jin, and Guo Anli arrived at Xiangpenpenghe and entered the factory gate.

Although the four of them came together, they left at different times.

After delivering the prototype parts to the six technical schools, Li He drove back to the repair shop.

After recording the workers' opinions and improving the data on the process cards, Ma Jin and Guo Anli went back to school to write a report.

In the end, only Zhang Nan remained at the factory, working with his mentor to revise the blueprints.

Director Song was not very happy about Zhang Nan's arrival.

The end of the year is already busy,

The crafting tasks sent by others are already completed; they just need to start production as soon as they accept them.

Well, that turned out to be a good thing...

Not only did I have to take on this odd job, but I also had to work with a student to revise blueprints.

This was only because He Dahua had given the order; otherwise, anyone else would have been kicked out by Director Song long ago.

Although Director Song couldn't be too angry with Chen Luyang.

However, he wasn't so kind to Zhang Nan.

Old Wei and Old Fang, those two old masters, have such fiery tempers that even Director Song usually scolds them.

This time, while I was working, I also had to help a young man with the blueprints.

It doesn't matter if you're from Peking University or Xiamen University.
In their eyes, they were all just little brats.

Not to mention the tone and attitude of his voice.

Zhang Nan silently endured all of this.

Not only did they endure it, but they also waited until the last batch of assembled parts was completed and the new drawings were revised.

Zhang Nan even paid for several packs of Daqianmen cigarettes out of his own pocket.

He gave a few to Director Song, Lao Wei, Lao Fang, and every veteran worker in the factory before leaving with a grateful look on his face, carrying his backpack and blueprints.

This time, he listened to Chen Luyang's advice.

Not only did they retain the masters' opinions, but they also insisted on their own views in the drawings.

After several days of continuous revisions and optimizations, Zhang Nan referenced typical faults in the first batch of assembly and conducted "double draft adjustments of key parameters," ultimately completing the revised and finalized drawings.

Meanwhile, Ma Jin and Guo Anli were also busy.

The two reviewed all the process cards submitted by the technical school during the first round of trial production, and selected and refined the process methods with high success rate, standardized operation and minimal error, and compiled a "Standard Operation Manual".

With the revised blueprints and process cards as dual support, the success rate of the second batch of prototypes from the six technical schools has significantly improved.

When it was reassembled and sent to Director Song for verification, it successfully passed the basic tests.
Although "full-batch assembly" has not yet been completed, and actual vehicles have not yet been installed, and the consistency of each batch of parts has not been verified, it cannot be directly called "completely successful".

However, based on the process data, drawing versions, and assembly verification results obtained at this stage, they are more than sufficient to apply for the first phase of the project results.

"This month has gone by so fast!"

Late night
Chen Luyang sat in the corridor, looking at the last stroke of the material she had written on the manuscript paper, and subconsciously rubbed her sore neck.

I'm so glad I listened to Zhang Diancai's advice before.

After the "Generalization Project" was approved by the school, Chen Luyang began to collect and organize the first phase of results.

Therefore, after receiving the first-stage results report from the Municipal Economic Commission, the Municipal Science and Technology Commission, and the university,

Chen Luyang completed the writing of "Summary of the First Phase Results and Suggestions for Expansion" in less than a week.

As the project's chief person in charge and leader

This main report not only includes a summary of trial production results, the project's institutional structure and collaborative logic, and future prospects, but also
The section on "Funding Recommendations" was described in detail, highlighting key points and providing a comprehensive overview!
What's the purpose of writing a report?

The purpose of receiving reports from superiors is to keep up with their expectations and explain one's work achievements.

I write my own reports so that my superiors know I'm doing a good job.

But if you want to do even better, you need financial support!
to be honest.

The purpose of submitting the report is to get money.
As Lian Yinghua previously stated, although the funding for such projects is initially provided in a lump sum,
However, if the work goes well, additional funding may be provided.

Therefore, Chen Luyang attaches great importance to this report summary.

the next day,
Chen Luyang acted like a group leader collecting assignments, going to the Department of Philosophy, the Department of Economics, and the Department of Mechanics to collect research materials.

The economics department submitted a report outlining resource allocation models, cost estimates, and a scoring system.

The philosophy department submitted institutional configurations, practical logic analyses, and theoretical citations.

The mechanics system has the most and thickest intersections.

The stack of blueprints alone is four or five centimeters thick.

Needless to say, there were two whole large sacks of craft cards.

In addition to drawings and process cards, there are also trial production reports and model structure descriptions.

Finally, Chen Luyang found a cotton rope and neatly tied the materials from the Mechanics Department together with those from the other two departments.
Dragging two large sacks and carrying a bundle of materials, he arrived at the school's research office.

He originally thought that by binding the materials with cotton rope and walking through the campus straight to the research office, he had already attracted enough attention.

When I arrived at the Science and Technology Department, I found the corridor full of waiting students.

"Are you also delivering materials?"

A boy in a gray cotton-padded jacket stood at the door, holding a stack of documents in his hands, with a hint of empathy in his eyes as a fellow "professor".

"Yes." Chen Luyang nodded, gently placing the large bundle of materials on his back.
"You're here to report on a project too?"

“We’re from the geology department,” the man introduced with a smile. “We work on the stratigraphic profiles of the western suburbs of Pian’er City.”

As soon as he finished speaking, another boy came down the stairs, carrying a stack of punched paper sheets and a box of paper tape.

"Make way, make way, make way! I can't hold on any longer, don't let it hit you!!"

When the crowd saw this, they quickly went to help.

"Goodness... what's this? It's pretty heavy!"

Chen Luyang helped the boy put his things on the windowsill next to him. Looking at the seven big characters "Program-Assisted Typesetting Preliminary Test System" pasted on the corner of the cardboard box, she couldn't help but ask.

"This is a machine-readable card from the computing center."

As the boy spoke, he straightened up and couldn't help but rub his lower back.

Two more girls followed.

One person was holding a sheet of printed paper, while the other was carrying several handwritten copies.

"Hey classmate, what's this gift you're giving away again?"

Chen Luyang, like a cheeky fool, leaned in and asked curiously.

"We are from the Chinese Literature Department, and our pilot project is to collect materials on ethnic minority poetry in preparation for compiling oral history."

"Wow...!" Chen Luyang exclaimed in admiration.

"This job is really not for the average person. You need to know the language, be able to chat with people, and have a high level of cultural literacy!"

The girl laughed and said, "It's not that exaggerated. A few of us mainly traveled to the southwest, led by the teacher. We usually organized oral materials, recorded them, and translated them. It was really troublesome, but it was also quite interesting."

As the group chatted, the research office suddenly became lively.

Through conversation, Chen Luyang learned that these people were all coming to the research department to report on their project results before the end of the year.

Among these projects,
Some are school-level pilot projects, while others are collaborative research projects jointly initiated with other universities.
Others are seed projects participating in the pilot operation of the national scientific research system.

Although they belong to different fields—some are in geology, some in information technology, some in literature…

But everyone's eyes lit up when they talked about their projects.

Especially programs in Chinese literature!

Chen Luyang's heart was itching to try it out!
Before taking the college entrance exam, he originally wanted to apply for humanities subjects such as Chinese, history, and art.

I chose economics only because of the nature of the job and the expectations of my elders.

Now, whenever I hear about their work collecting ethnic minority poetry and compiling oral histories, I'm so envious my eyes practically pop out of my head.

The two girls then added, "Two of our classmates recently came back from Yanyan and said that there was a Korean grandmother who sang a long narrative poem that could last for more than forty minutes straight."

"Really?" Chen Luyang's eyes lit up.

“Really,” the other girl nodded.

"The audio tapes haven't even been edited yet. We plan to compile them into a manuscript next year and release it in conjunction with the Institute of Ethnology."

Whoa...!!
Chen Luyang was tempted.

Everything those two said was exactly what he wanted to do.

But just as his eyes started gleaming green,
The students were also looking at Chen Luyang with envy.

How awesome...

In less than half a semester, he was able to unite the efforts of three departments and successfully apply for projects from the Municipal Science and Technology Commission, the Municipal Economic Commission, and the university.

And it's different from their projects.
Chen Luyang's project directly impacts production!

I heard that besides this school, there are six other technical schools that produce spare parts specifically for Chen Luyang.

Just as everyone was envious of each other, Section Chief Du from the Research Department walked up the stairs with his notebook in his hand.

From afar, the corridor resembled a train during the Spring Festival travel rush, filled with students carrying large bags and bundles as they came to submit their materials.
Even the well-informed Section Chief Du widened his eyes slightly.

Especially when he saw Chen Luyang carrying two sacks, Section Chief Du couldn't help but ask:
"Are they all in this sack?"

"Yes, all of them!"

Chen Luyang gave a simple, honest smile.

Despite his handsome face, the moment he nodded and said "Mmm~" while carrying a sack,

It even had an added touch of sincerity, like the sincerity of someone selling boiled corn at the village entrance.

"Come in." Section Chief Du waved and led everyone into the house one by one.

"Little Chen, you have more stuff, you go first."

Two female students majoring in Chinese literature took the initiative to speak.

"Yes, Xiao Chen, let me help you carry your things inside first," a male student from the geology department said enthusiastically.

"No need, no need! You guys go first," Chen Luyang quickly said.

finished,

Chen Luyang said somewhat shyly, "I have a lot of stuff... If I go in, you won't be able to get in for a while."

After hearing this, everyone looked down at his two large sacks.

Then, the group said somewhat embarrassedly, "Well then, Xiao Chen, we'll go in first."

"You guys go first! You guys go first!"

Chen Luyang quickly extended her hand, making a gesture of "please go ahead".

Seeing everyone go inside one by one, he was left outside with only him and his two buddies from the computing center.

The hallway is finally a bit quieter.

The guy sat down by the window, rubbing his lower back, and said, "My old back almost broke on the paper strip."

Chen Luyang chuckled: "Those boxes you were carrying just now must have weighed at least thirty pounds, right? Aren't machine-readable cards supposed to be lightweight?"

The other person said with a bitter face, "Light? What do you mean by light! If you pack them one box at a time, then they're light, but try carrying six boxes together for 800 meters, who wouldn't collapse?"

"Which research project are you working on?" Chen Luyang asked.

The guy pushed up his glasses: "It's a project from the Computing Center, applied for together with the Mathematics Department. We're working on a 'Program-Assisted Typesetting Preliminary Test System'."

"So you're just doing typing and typesetting?" Chen Luyang raised an eyebrow.

"It's not just about layout," the bespectacled man waved his hand.

"The main task is to reconstruct the internal code of the Chinese character system."

"To put it simply, our current project aims to connect typefaces, punched paper tape, and machine-readable cards to create a 'preliminary format recognition program' that transforms handwritten content into typed text."

"Isn't Peking University currently collaborating with foreign language printing plants and several publishing houses?"

“In the past, editing manuscripts relied entirely on manual copying, stroke by stroke. Now, it takes one or two months to complete a textbook.”

"If we could use computer-aided typesetting, even if we could only produce a first draft and then manually correct a typo, we could save half the time."

(End of this chapter)