Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 580 The Jack is Welded

"No, how could Director Lu possibly offend our factory director!"

Zhang Guoqiang shook his head, looking completely bewildered.

"If Uncle Lu is really that capable, then he should be like my dad and Uncle Jin, a workshop foreman, and continue to fight on the front line!"

"How can he still be the deputy director in the workshop?!"

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Luyang suddenly shut up.

Only those with high technical skills can become deputy directors.

Only by becoming the deputy director can Director Lu demonstrate his strong ability to unite people!
When Yu Anshan mentioned Lu Quanyou to me back then, he made it very clear:

The four workshops he visited all had teams that were initially at odds, constantly fighting like enemies. But when he got there, he managed to smooth things over with them all.

Back when the factory was undergoing technological upgrades, which work group didn't argue? Which workshop didn't have fights?
If it weren't for Director Lu sitting in the position of deputy director, helping to smooth things over and coaxing and persuading everyone, there wouldn't have been so much smooth sailing.

Looking at it this way, it's clear that Director Lu's ability to unite all four workshops together is remarkable.
That's much better than someone who only takes care of their own little corner of the world.

Just as Chen Luyang was lost in thought, on the other side, Director Lu had already rolled up his sleeves and officially started taking action.

He simply pulled his hat brim down, slightly lowered his shoulders, and gripped the welding torch in his palm.

"Zi!"

As soon as the electric arc lit up, a burst of blue-white welding light erupted at the workstation, sparks flying in all directions.
Director Lu's hand holding the welding torch was as steady as if the machine were locked.
The welding rod was pushed forward at the perfect speed, with the arc length always maintained within an absolutely precise range, and even the "sizzling" sound had a uniform rhythm.

In just over ten seconds, a section of the weld bead on the connector was revealed.

Good guy...

Chen Luyang felt a chill run down her spine.

No wonder people say that machine factories are full of hidden talents and don't keep idle people!
A true expert's skill is immediately apparent!

The sparks landed on Director Lu's sleeve, and the fabric emitted a burnt smell.
As a result, Director Lu didn't even glance at it. He just tilted his head slightly, letting the airflow carry away the smoke. His entire arm moved forward with the welding rod, the rhythm as steady as a pendulum, without the slightest tremor.

Chen Luyang opened her mouth, but after a long while, she managed to squeeze out a sentence in her mind:
"With this skill, if he were in the front-line workshop, he would at least be a top-notch performer... but he was ruined by being too good at interpersonal relationships."

Her skills are already top-notch, but her emotional intelligence is even more outstanding!
He never competed for titles with anyone in any workshop he went to; instead, he smoothed out all the conflicts.

If it weren't for Director Lu's excellent handling of personnel matters, Uncle Jin wouldn't even be in this situation now!

But no matter how great your skills are, they can't withstand the ravages of time.

Although Director Lu was highly skilled, he was getting on in years and hadn't properly handled a welding torch in many years.
After welding several layers, sweat began to bead on his forehead.
As soon as he put away the welding torch, Director Lu couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his wrist, and chuckled as he scolded:
"Oh dear... age is a factor."

"Back when I was young, I could drink half a jin of liquor and then weld for eight hours straight without even blinking."

"Now look what's happened, my back is already aching before I've even gotten warm from welding."

As he spoke, he placed the welding torch on the table, shook his slightly numb fingers, and sighed with a smile:
"I used to be able to handle sparks flying into my face without even flinching, but now, before the fire even gets going, my hands are already trembling."

"Guoqiang! Come and help."

"I'm not going!" Zhang Guoqiang chuckled. "You finally have a chance to shine, I'm not going to steal the spotlight!"

"Exactly!" Liu Kangwen chimed in with a mischievous grin.

“We usually just watch you do the work, it’s rare for you to take the lead today, so we brothers need to rest too.”

Director Lu glanced at them sideways, his lips twitching as if he wanted to curse, but couldn't bring himself to do it.

Left with no other choice, Director Lu had to pick up the welding torch again, bend over, and get back to work.

Although I'm not as strong as I used to be, and my hands feel a bit shaky when pushing the welding rod.

However, Director Lu managed to draw the weld perfectly smooth by relying solely on his feel for it.
As the last sparks hissed away, the outline of the entire jack was complete.

That's a very beautiful thing~
Its compact structure and clean lines perfectly met all of Chen Luyang's requirements.

When folded up, it's only about a hand's length longer and twice the width of a large brick and two stacks of People's Daily newspapers, so you can lift it with one hand.

The entire body folds smoothly, the support surface is wide and stable, and the anti-slip grooves on the base are precisely aligned.

One person can complete the operation.

No need to struggle to find a support point, and no need to worry about the ground being slippery.

To prevent damage to the trim panels, Zhang Guoqiang and his team of craftsmen added a layer of rubber edging to the outer edge.

When folded up, the rubber side faces outwards, which not only prevents scratches on the trunk but also provides cushioning during bumpy rides.

In this way, driving a car no longer has to be like weightlifting!
With a simple step and a shake, the vehicle can be lifted steadily, more steadily than if three people were to lift it!

It's a pity that the repair shop's current processing capabilities are insufficient to manufacture high-tonnage hydraulic jacks.
They also could not stamp out an integral shell, so they could only test-produce a 1-2 ton "mechanical shear + detachable base plate" structure.

But even so,
In today's repair shops where every inch of space is precious, this small jack is a new gadget that can keep the shop in check.

Once the bracket is placed on the ground, the base plate is secured, and with a slight push of the toes, the vehicle body rises up along the support rod with a "whoosh".

Press it back down again, the latch engages, and the whole vehicle becomes as stable as if it were nailed to the ground.

"Old Lu, you're still got it!"

Zhang Guoqiang grinned from ear to ear, chuckling as he handed over the towel, jokingly saying:

"When you weld it, it'll be smoother than plastering a wall."

Director Lu wiped his sweat and was about to reply when Zhang Guoqiang continued with a laugh:

"I think from now on, you shouldn't always be standing in the back and directing things at the repair shop. When it's your turn to step in, you'll have to do it!"

Director Lu immediately shrank back, waving his hands and laughing as he scolded:
"It was a real gem when it was young, but now it's all gone, it can't hold up anymore, the handle has loosened."

"I can handle small things, but if it's a large beam or shell, then my two arms will be finished."

As he spoke, he raised his chin, smoothly changing the subject, and said with a simple, honest smile:
"It's mainly because Xiao Zhang's drawings are so accurate! He left the grooves so perfectly that when I pushed the welding torch, it automatically moved into the correct position."

"Yes, Xiao Zhang, you've really done a great job this time!" Zhang Guoqiang said happily, patting Zhang Nan on the shoulder.

"Without your blueprint, we'd still have to rely on carrying things on our shoulders and swinging them by hand to repair cars!"

Tan Songren also came over and happily celebrated, "This is really convenient. With this treasure, my old back can avoid taking plasters for several months."

"Brother, you're amazing! You can draw anything!" Jiao Long said with a hint of admiration.

"Whatever you draw is what you get; we can't even process it in our minds."

Zhang Nan blushed from the praise and quickly said, "I just use my pen. The real geniuses are you guys. You can turn anything into something just by looking at it."

"Ten of my drawings are not as good as one of your welding torches."

Liu Kangwen chuckled: "Hey! We're all manual laborers; we only know where to go with blueprints."

"Without you guys who use your brains, we wouldn't even know where to hit with a hammer."

Watching a group of people happily rush over to surround He Zhangnan.
Chen Luyang, the unsung hero of the repair shop, the one who came up with the idea, and the ancestor of the client, was unhappy.

Cough cough... cough cough cough!

Chen Luyang cleared her throat, trying to attract everyone's attention.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong with your throat? You're coughing like that!" Sun Hongjun looked at Chen Luyang with concern and handed him a tub of hot water.

Chen Luyang rolled her eyes inwardly.
Just as he was about to speak, before he could utter a sound, Director Lu cheerfully said:

"We really have to thank Director Chen for this!"

"If it weren't for Director Chen's concern for us, suggesting we make this jack and having Xiao Zhang draw up the blueprints, we'd still be bending over and carrying the car!"

Instantly, Chen Luyang's hair was smoothed out.

That's right! Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor, and every merit has its source!
“Speaking of which, the real designer of this drawing is Xiao Chen,” Zhang Nan said sincerely.

"I simply put his ideas on paper. The core direction and key functions were all proposed by him."

Zhang Nan looked at Chen Luyang with great admiration in her eyes.

Although Chen Luyang's ideas are wildly imaginative, and his music and appearance are unconventional,

But when you actually apply it to the mechanical structure, step by step, it actually makes sense.

He used to wonder why seasoned veterans like Director Lu and Uncle Zhang listened to Chen Luyang's every word.

Now he understands.

People weren't blindly following orders; rather, Chen Luyang truly saw further than others.

I studied drawing, and my mind is full of standards, data, and structures;

Chen Luyang is the initiator, and what he sees in his mind is "how to use people, how to repair vehicles, and whether this system can go further in the future".

A sense of relief welled up in Zhang Nan's heart.

I'm so glad I didn't die that day clinging to the theories in the textbook, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to draw this jack that's suitable for repair shops.

After being entertained by the crowd, Chen Luyang finally nodded in satisfaction, adopted a humble demeanor, waved his hand, and smiled:
"Hey, it's all thanks to the team. I was just offering an idea and talking. Everyone else was the one doing the actual work."

Director Lu was amused.

"Director Chen, how many times have you put forward this idea?"

"Last time I suggested an idea, and we came up with a standardized component; this time I suggested an idea, and we've come up with a jack."

"I think your mouth is a productivity tool!"

"Yes!" Zhang Guoqiang replied quickly.

"Director Chen can lift a car with just one word, and make parts interchangeable with just one word!"

The workshop immediately erupted in laughter.

Chen Luyang is someone who can't take praise.

Listening to Director Lu and Zhang Guoqiang praising him one after another,

Although he outwardly maintained a haughty demeanor, adopting a serious stance of "comrades, no personality cult,"
But his feet didn't stop for a moment, the tips of his shoes lightly tapping the ground, like stepping on the beat of a small gong.

The repair shop staff saw Chen Luyang's actions but smiled and didn't say anything.

But Zhang Nan couldn't help but burst out laughing:

"Xiao Chen, are you pedaling like you're using a sewing machine? Are you preparing to take off, or are you using a jack to do the work?"

"Take off first, then fly higher, even higher!" Chen Luyang exclaimed happily.

……

Lately, things have been very unusual.

Late at night, in the corridor of a Peking University dormitory.

Cui Shaojie, carrying his books, sat in his usual spot and habitually glanced at a spot in the stairwell.

unmanned.

It's so strange, I don't know what happened this semester, but Chen Luyang, who was forced to take the exam, stopped taking it!
Not only will I no longer stay up late by lamplight, but I'll also be the last one to finish!
They hardly attend classes during the day anymore!

He teaches more than 20 classes a week, and it's considered a lot if he can attend 7 or 8.

But if you say he's not at school, Chen Luyang is still actively participating in school activities!
I even won an award in a small invention competition!

"The track has changed???"

Cui Shaojie pondered to himself.

But no matter how hard I try, I can't figure out the reason.

He yawned, pinched his philtrum to clear his head, and then lowered his head to continue reading.

To my shame,

He was a philosophy student, but what he was holding was philosophy material that his professor had lent to Chen Luyang.

Even so, Cui Shaojie had to beg and plead, calling Chen Luyang "brother" and acknowledging him as his father, before he finally got these books from Chen Luyang.

Just as I was looking at it, I heard footsteps coming from downstairs.

"Hey, Lao Cui, study hard!"

Chen Luyang, carrying a bag, greeted everyone as she walked upstairs.

Although there is a curfew in the dormitory

However, Chen Luyang has also developed a deep friendship with the dormitory supervisor these days!

Despite getting a few scoldings, at least they were able to knock on the door and avoid having to spend the night in the wilderness.

"You just got back!"

Cui Shaojie turned his head, moved the book away from his eyes, and greeted Chen Luyang.

Are we studying tonight?

"I'm not going to study anymore, I have to get up for class tomorrow morning."

Chen Luyang shook her hands wearily.

As a typical attention-seeker...
Chen Luyang fully embodies this symptom group, becoming incredibly excited and active in crowded and lively situations, wildly burning with passion and emotion.

Once the noise subsides and you return to your own state, the overdrawn emotions leave only the typical symptoms of exhaustion and lethargy.

In the afternoon at the repair shop,

He celebrated the completion of the jack with great fanfare, accompanied by the sounds of gongs, drums, and firecrackers.

But after the climax passed, he endured a bumpy one-and-a-half-hour bus ride back to school!

The long journey home almost drove Chen Luyang to madness.

Now, he doesn't even study anymore; his eyes are practically glued to the screen.

From the perspective of caring for oneself and getting rest as soon as possible,
Chen Luyang decided to simplify, even to the point of omitting, the steps of washing her face and feet.

I went inside, changed into a vest and shorts, and went straight to bed on the kang (heated brick bed)!
Do not……!
She doesn't even wear tank tops anymore.

Anyway, we're all men, so wearing just underwear is the greatest respect we can show them!
I slept soundly that night!

The next day, Chen Luyang was fully recovered. She got dressed, put on her backpack, and headed to the cafeteria with her roommates, ready to start her new day of classes.

As the school bell rang, a confidential telegram from the Ministry of Industry was sent to the confidential office of Peking University.

Upon seeing the "Urgent ★" marking, the duty officer immediately registered the telegram according to procedure, then placed it in a red confidential envelope, rode his special bicycle straight to the Red Building.

dong dong dong.

"Come in."

The principal's office director knocked on the principal's door, handed over the confidential documents, and placed them on the table.

"Principal, a telegram from the Ministry of Industry, urgent."

(End of this chapter)