Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 513 You see, I've had a tough time too...

Watching Chen Luyang excitedly talking to her mother on the phone in the reception room,
Outside the door, three young men, Li He, Jiao Long, and Sun Hongjun, couldn't hold back any longer.

After Chen Luyang hung up the phone, she walked out happily.

The three men immediately rushed over and pleaded, "Brother Chen, we also want to call home."

Chen Luyang was taken aback: "Go ahead and call! The phone is right here, just call if you want, why are you asking me?"

Li He was a little embarrassed: "This is a long-distance call, it's quite expensive, 4 cents a minute, we can't afford it."

A one-minute phone call here is enough to buy a kilogram of pork at the market.

Some people are like Chen Luyang, who can talk on the phone for several minutes at a time!

Moreover, telephones were a scarce resource at that time, and private use was generally not allowed unless it was for work.

So even though people usually keep their phones close at hand, they are reluctant to make calls and dare not make them.

Upon hearing this, Chen Luyang spoke without hesitation: "Fight! Go fight!"

The repair shop has limited funds, so it doesn't offer many benefits to its employees.

If Chen Luyang could get everyone to call home before going home and make them happy, he would be happy to do it.

"But don't play for too long, no more than half an hour!"

"Don't worry, Brother Chen! I'll just let my mom know I'm safe and sound and that I'm coming home."

"Me too!"

"Me too!!!"

After obtaining Chen Luyang's consent, the three of them practically rushed into the reception room and started making phone calls one after another.

As evening approached, Director Niu was the first to return to the repair shop.

Not only did the person return, but they also carried a heavy half-portion of pork on their shoulders!

Despite Director Niu's repeated refusals, his third great-uncle insisted that Director Niu carry the pork home.

Thankfully it's the dead of winter, otherwise the meat would have spoiled by the time we carried it all the way back.

Besides pork, Director Niu also brought back train tickets!
"The train is the day after tomorrow morning!"

One sentence caused an uproar among everyone in the room.

If everything goes smoothly, they should be home by the afternoon of the day after tomorrow!
Immediately, everyone in the repair shop was immersed in a joyful atmosphere.

Sun Hongjun was determined to eat all the meat stored in the factory before he left.

So, a large pot of braised pork ribs began to bubble and boil in the stove, the glistening broth shimmering under the flames. On the stove, plates of golden-brown braised ribbonfish were neatly arranged by Sun Hongjun, like building blocks, and placed on the table.

When Dong Jiangchao returned and smelled the aroma of braised pork ribs filling the house,
Even Dong Jiangchao, who is usually very critical, couldn't help but praise it.
"Great job, Junzi! Your skills are even better than Daxin's. Even if you don't work at the repair shop anymore, you can open a small restaurant and make a good living."

Sun Hongjun blushed, but still looked at Chen Luyang like a lackey and said loyally, "Then I have to work for Brother Chen too! Even if I really open a snack bar, I'll put up a repair shop sign!"

At first, everyone was waiting for Wang Qingzhou to join them for dinner.
But after waiting and waiting, until the ribs were almost cold, Dong Jiangchao finally spoke:
"Let's eat first. If Director Wang hasn't come back by now, he's probably already eaten outside."

"We'll talk about it when Director Wang gets back."

Sun Hongjun immediately said enthusiastically, "If Director Wang hasn't eaten, I'll make him some hot noodles."

By the time everyone finished eating, it was almost 9 p.m.

Just as everyone was washing dishes and tidying up, they suddenly heard the sound of a car outside the door, rumbling as it drove up to the factory gate.

Zhang Guoqiang put on his cotton-padded coat, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and frowned, saying, "What time is it? Why is someone still coming to fix the car?"

"I'll go take a look too."

Upon hearing this, Chen Luyang curiously grabbed her cotton-padded coat and followed her out.

In the cold wind, two blinding headlights were so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

When the car stopped, the back door was pushed open, and Wang Qingzhou got out of the car.

The car stopped, the door opened, and Wang Qingzhou got out of the back seat.

Immediately afterwards, the passenger door opened, and Lu Yongqiang, wrapped in a thick cotton coat, got out of the car.

Wang Qingzhou nodded with a smile: "I am really grateful to Director Lu for spending money and personally bringing me back today.

Lu Yongqiang waved his hand politely and said, "Not at all. I've long heard that the Provincial Machinery Factory is in good spirits. I also benefited a lot from chatting with Director Wang today."

Wang Qingzhou smiled in response: "Shijiazhuang Iron and Steel Group is a large company with rich management experience. We have a lot to learn from you. Please give us more guidance in the future."

Lu Yongqiang patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Let's learn from each other! It's more lively when there's give and take. Director Wang is welcome to visit our factory sometime. Our switchboard is 'beep beep beep,' just ask for my office."

As they were talking, Lu Yongqiang waved to Chen Luyang, who was standing furtively by the gate with his dog, and said:

"What are you looking at! You see I'm here, but you don't even come over to say hello!"

Chen Luyang, who was secretly observing from behind, suddenly heard Lu Yongqiang's call and quickly darted out.

He had been hesitating for a moment about whether or not to come out and say hello.

As far as I can remember, Wang Qingzhou doesn't know Lu Yongqiang!
Why was it Lu Yongqiang who brought him back?!

For a moment, Chen Luyang was also a little confused.

Is Lu Yongqiang Wang Qingzhou's man or Chen Tuo's man?

Why is it still so confusing every day!

But now that he'd been called out, Chen Luyang happily shouted at Lu Yongqiang,
"Hello, sir!"

His tone was full of warmth and affection.

If you didn't know better, you'd think they were very close relatives.

Lu Yongqiang said cheerfully, "Going home?"

Chen Luyang replied with a smile, "Yeah, I'm going home! I'll come back after the New Year and when school starts."

Lu Yongqiang nodded, his tone carrying the typical admonition of an elder: "Good, it's good to be home. After all this commotion for the past six months, you need to come home and rest. Have you bought all the New Year's goods?"

Chen Luyang exclaimed happily, "I bought them all!

Lu Yongqiang smiled and glanced at him, then added, "Once you've bought all the New Year's goods, that's fine."

"When you go home for the New Year, don't just focus on your own fun. You should also help your parents and make things easier for them. The train journey is crowded, so keep a close eye on your luggage and don't let anyone lose it in the crowd. Also, don't just think about having fun; you should also read some books when you get back."

"I understand, sir! Don't worry." Chen Luyang replied earnestly.

After giving Chen Luyang his instructions, Lu Yongqiang turned to Wang Qingzhou and said with a smile, "Director Wang, I'm really happy today. Next time you come to Pian'ercheng, please let us know so we can sit down with Lao He again." Wang Qingzhou returned the greeting and said with a smile, "Definitely. I also hope that Director Lu will have some free time to visit our factory someday."

Chen Luyang then realized what was going on.

No wonder Wang Qingzhou didn't come back so late today; it turns out he went to have dinner with He Dahua and Lu Yongqiang.

After saying goodbye to Lu Yongqiang, we went to the repair shop.

Sun Hongjun rushed over with a concerned expression, and even though he could smell the alcohol on Wang Qingzhou's breath, he still asked him with great concern:

"Factory manager, have you eaten dinner? If not, I'll cook you a bowl of hot noodle soup with a poached egg."

Wang Qingzhou had been drinking for two days in a row and was indeed feeling unwell.

Hearing that Sun Hongjun wanted to cook hot noodles, he no longer refused and nodded with a smile:
"Then thank you, Red Army."

"It's what I should do!"

When Sun Hongjun heard that Wang Qingzhou really wanted to eat noodles, he was overjoyed and rushed into the kitchen.

It seemed as if they were afraid Wang Qingzhou wouldn't see the "glorious results" in the kitchen.
Sun Hongjun even used large clips to roll up and secure the white cloth curtain in the kitchen, so that the stove, pots, and pans inside could be seen clearly.

Wang Qingzhou saw through Sun Hongjun's little scheme perfectly.

When he brought the noodles over,
Wang Qingzhou smiled and said, "The kitchen is quite clean today."

Instantly, Sun Hongjun's face flushed with excitement, and his eyes shone with excitement.

at last……

Finally, Wang Qingzhou overturned the verdict!
At that moment, Sun Hongjun almost wished he could pick up some noodles with chopsticks and feed Wang Qingzhou himself.

Chen Luyang, watching from the side, was sweating profusely, fearing that Sun Hongjun might do something outrageous again, so she quickly changed the subject:

"Jun, could you bring some more pickled vegetables for our factory director?"

"okay!"

Sun Hongjun dashed into the kitchen, turned around and chopped a small plate of salted radish strips, then brought them over.

After eating a strip of salted radish,
Wang Qingzhou took a sip of hot noodle soup and sighed, "When people get old, they really can't eat as well anymore."

"I feel uncomfortable no matter what I eat, but this hot noodle dish with some pickled vegetables makes me feel better."

Sun Hongjun quickly chimed in, "Factory Director, if you like it, I'll make it for you again!"

Wang Qingzhou smiled and nodded: "You're Director Chen's personal chef, how could I dare to let you cook for me every day!"

After finishing the noodles,
Wang Qingzhou burped and said to Chen Luyang:

What are your plans for this trip back to the factory?

Chen Luyang shamelessly clung to Wang Qingzhou: "I'll do whatever the leader tells me to do, and I'll do whatever the leader arranges. I'm just a screw, I'll be screwed in wherever I'm needed. I'm just a red brick, I'll be moved wherever I'm needed. I'm just a piece of tape, I'll stick it wherever it's cracked. I'm just a conveyor belt, I'll fix it wherever it's broken."

"Alright!" Several veins bulged on Wang Qingzhou's forehead as he raised his hand to interrupt.
"Seriously!"

Chen Luyang straightened up, pretended to clear his throat, and coughed twice: "Factory Director, actually I do have some plans."

"First of all, our repair shop has been busy for a year. The brothers have worked hard and sweated a lot, so I have to give them honors and rewards."

Wang Qingzhou rolled her eyes almost instinctively.

In all his years as factory director, he had never met a workshop director who constantly talked about wanting honors.

"Secondly," Chen Luyang continued seriously, "the rubber workshop has also worked very hard these past six months. Even without a workshop director, they have been able to work diligently and conscientiously, completing all the factory's production tasks perfectly and solidly. I must also strive for honors and rewards for them."

Wang Qingzhou's brow twitched, and a vein on his forehead throbbed.

"anything else?"

Chen Luyang, holding back her emotions, finally revealed the most important point: "And also... I've worked pretty hard myself, and I want to..."

Wang Qingzhou didn't give him a chance to finish speaking, and reached out her hand: "Stop!"

Chen Luyang immediately shut up.

Wang Qingzhou glanced at him and said irritably, "Isn't there anything else to do besides this?"

Chen Luyang blinked, her expression suddenly turning serious: "There is one."

"Manager, in the past six months, the repair shop has repaired nearly a hundred passenger cars and small trucks belonging to the factory. We have kept detailed records of the faults and damage of each vehicle."

Wang Qingzhou looked up at him and asked, "What's your explanation?"

Chen Luyang said solemnly, "Most of the cars in our factory have minor wear and tear, which is not a big problem. The main issues are two: one is oil leakage from the fuel hoses in the cars, and the other is that the small trucks have been used for a long time with excessive weight, resulting in a high damage rate."

Upon hearing that there was a problem with his car, Wang Qingzhou frowned:
"What's the specific situation?"

Chen Luyang replied, "Most cars in Pian'er City use light gasoline. This gasoline has a high impurity content and a lot of filter residue. Over time, impurities accumulate in the fuel lines, making them full of residue and sludge. In addition, the fuel is viscous in winter, and the hoses are repeatedly heated and cooled. Over time, the hoses age and crack, and the car will have problems."

"As for the issue of overweight trucks, that's even more infuriating. A 3-ton truck carrying 5 tons of cargo is something even a truck made of iron couldn't handle."

Wang Qingzhou looked at him: "Then what's your idea?"

Chen Luyang replied, "I plan to first sort out the fuel system issues of cars."

"Any hose that has started to leak oil should be replaced with a new one; at the same time, it is recommended to purchase higher quality oil hoses and add a cleaning process during each maintenance to clean the oil hoses and oil lines of any residue, which can extend their lifespan."

"Besides replacing hoses and cleaning the fuel lines, we can also try to improve the assembly process. For example, we can add a simple filter element at the fuel line inlet and outlet to block large particles of impurities. This will minimize the buildup. Even if it doesn't completely solve the problem, it can reduce the failure rate and save car owners from having to go to the repair shop every few days."

He paused, then continued, "As for the issue of overloading in light trucks... we need a two-pronged approach. First, we need to increase publicity and clearly tell users and drivers that long-term overloading is like using the truck as rat poison, and it will eventually break down. Second, we can consider reinforcing the rear axle and leaf springs. Although this will increase costs, it will extend their lifespan. If all else fails, we can improve the design of the new batch of light trucks, thickening the chassis and frame to make them more durable."

"It's still better than having a problem now and just letting it run its course."

Wang Qingzhou nodded: "What you said is indeed a problem. When we get back to the factory, write these things down in writing, and we'll all have a meeting to discuss them together."

Currently, the provincial machinery factory's automobile production is in its initial stage.
The market is waiting, and the ministry is watching.

Problems must be addressed promptly and efficiently; they must not be delayed!
“Yes, factory manager,” Chen Luyang replied earnestly.

"I have drafted a preliminary report on the specific details, and I will produce a complete report in the next couple of days."

Wang Qingzhou nodded, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

Regardless of whether Chen Luyang is usually mischievous, shameless,
But his feelings for the factory were genuine and pure.

The issues that Chen Luyang discovered and raised are definitely issues that the factory should take seriously.

Wang Qingzhou would never question this.

(End of this chapter)