Reborn in 1985, starting from a machine factory

"Snapped!"

Chen Gang calmly slammed his hand on the table, smoothed his hair, and casually revealed his watch through his sleeve.

At just one glance, the old man's eyes widened involuntarily.

He sees so many people every day, so he still has basic eyesight.

This is a Titoni brand mechanical watch imported from abroad, it must cost at least three hundred yuan!

"Grandpa, you don't know yet, do you? Chen Mo is no longer a level-two worker!"

"He's a technician now, and the factory manager thinks highly of him. I heard it won't be long before he becomes an intermediate technician!"

Chen Gang slowly opened his mouth, picking up a piece of meat and stuffing it into his mouth.

"Intermediate technician? That's called an engineer!" The old man frowned.

"Chen Mo, you switched to a different job?"

Even the uncles and the others who hadn't understood what he said earlier looked at Chen Mo at the same time.

Turn dry!

This was a major event in this era, as cadre positions and ordinary worker positions were completely different things.

The third son's wife was so nervous that she didn't even realize she had something stuck in her chopsticks.

Chen Mo smiled shyly: "Yes, I'll work as a temporary technician for now, and I'll be a permanent employee later."

The old man's face contorted, as if he had swallowed another fly.

Although he inherited his father's position, he only had the opportunity when he was over thirty years old.

But Chen Mo is so young, yet he already has a cadre position!

What if he becomes an intermediate engineer?

The old man felt inexplicably heavy-hearted.

The third son's wife secretly kicked him under the table.

"Congratulations, Chen Mo!" Auntie stood up.

Kicked awake by his wife, the younger brother-in-law stood up, holding a glass of wine: "Congratulations."

"Thank you, Aunt and Uncle."

"Hey, Chen Mo, when are you going to pass that intermediate engineer exam?" the third son's wife asked, pretending not to care.

"It shouldn't take more than a year!" Chen Mo said softly.

"Eat, eat!" Hearing Chen Mo's reply, the old man rudely interrupted, "Don't talk while eating, don't talk while sleeping!"

The younger sister-in-law and the third brother's wife exchanged a knowing smile. The third brother's wife picked up a piece of meat and put it in Chen Mo's bowl: "Eat more."

Chen Mo nodded: "Thank you, Auntie."

"Hey, wait a minute, sir, weren't you quite talkative during dinner?" Chen Gang had already finished eating most of his food while everyone was talking.

Upon hearing Chen Gang's words, the old man's face darkened.

"I know, you're not unhappy because you saw Chen Mo was transferred to a civilian job, are you?" Chen Gang asked.

"Don't be upset, sir. Look, Chen Mo doesn't have a permanent position to inherit, nor does he have a pension. He can't even afford to go to university."

"So, sir, you're really lucky!"

"Oh, Uncle, you're lucky too!"

The old man's face was so dark it was almost dripping with water, and the younger uncle's face also alternated between red and white.

Looking at Chen Gang's innocent face, they couldn't even tell whether the kid did it on purpose or unintentionally.

"Boss, can't you eat without being able to stop?" Li Guihua's eyes were smiling, but she gripped her chopsticks tightly in her hand.

Chen Gang shrank back: "Mom, I know Uncle and my younger brother don't like hearing this, I won't say anything more!"

"However, I'm telling the truth!"

The atmosphere at the dinner table was very awkward. They should have been angry, but neither the old man nor the young man could find a reason to be.

"Eat your food, eat your vegetables!" the aunt said promptly.

"Second son, you eat too!" Grandpa and Grandma also spoke up, inviting Chen's father to eat.

Chen Mo almost burst out laughing. This Chen Gang was definitely doing it on purpose.

Although my older brother is a bit slick, he's definitely not stupid.

Now, nobody at the banquet said a word.

The party ended, and I got home at nine o'clock in the evening.

Li Guihua ate a bowl of rice and five glutinous rice balls. This was the most satisfying meal she had ever had during the many Lantern Festival gatherings.

It was only at the gathering that she realized that the technician Chen Mo was talking about was actually a cadre who had been transferred to a higher position.

Incredible!

This is a matter of ancestral graves emitting auspicious smoke.

She was so happy that she couldn't feel her stomach pain. Even Chen's father, who was usually silent, walked much more easily today and asked Chen Mo several more questions.

Chen Mo answered them one by one.

He didn't return to the mezzanine until around 10 o'clock.

Hearing the downstairs quiet down, he quietly took out his Plum Blossom brand watch from his pocket and examined it carefully under the light.

Chen Gang couldn't afford this thing; it was a watch that Sun Dapao had sent him, asking him to help repair it.

In other words, no one looked closely at the watch during the banquet. If someone had looked closely, they would have discovered that the watch had long since stopped working.

However, it wasn't a major problem. Chen Mo tried it, and when he wound the clockwork, the watch showed signs of running.

Most likely, it's just that the spring has loosened.

It can definitely be repaired, but it can't be repaired like this!

If you risk speculation and profiteering, and can't agree on a price, there's absolutely no possibility of repairs!

Chen Mo stuffed the watch into his clothes and then crawled into bed.

My cold is mostly gone, but I'm still a bit sleepy even after taking the medicine.

...

The next day, at eight o'clock.

Chen Mo appeared outside the factory's document room on time. The young girl guarding the document room yawned and looked at Chen Mo in front of her.

"Who are you looking for?" the little girl asked.

"I am Chen Mo, a temporary technician at the factory. I would like to obtain a copy of the operation instructions and maintenance manual for the Jiangsu-made gantry milling machine!" Chen Mo said.

"Chen Mo? A temporary technician?" The young girl rubbed her eyes. "I know everyone in the tech department, but you're not one of them!"

"We're only releasing this information to the technical department, sorry."

"Could you please ask the personnel department or Secretary Liu? They know about this."

"Wait a moment!" The little girl nodded.

"Hey, Engineer Chen, what are you doing in the data room?" Engineer Yang's voice rang out, and he squeezed in front of Chen Mo without hesitation.

"What kind of information does Engineer Chen need?" Engineer Yang asked the young woman in the records room.

"Mr. Yang, this person said he needs a copy of the operating instructions and maintenance manual for a Jiangsu-made gantry milling machine."

"Hey, hey, that's enough already. The manual is in Russian. Do you think you can understand it?" Engineer Yang rolled his eyes.

"Engineer Yang, if I were you, I would hope I could understand it!" Chen Mo shrugged.

"This factory manager is new. If this batch of goods is delayed in delivery, he will definitely have a problem with us."

"I'm new here, so I'll do my part, however small. What do you say, Engineer Yang?"

No one is stupid enough to reach the level of intermediate engineer.

Engineer Yang had long understood this principle, but he was too proud to admit it, and besides, he had no one to ask for help.

Now that Chen Mo is eager to step forward, it's actually a good opportunity.

Engineer Yang rolled his eyes: "Give him all the information Engineer Chen needs, write it down in our technical department, and I'll sign it."

"Chen, study hard. You might be the one to fix this equipment!"

Chen Mo nodded but did not answer.

Obtaining this information is a crucial step; it will provide a basis for any future actions you take.

Of course, whether or not you look at the information is not important, as you already know it by heart from your previous life.

These documents are not needed for repairing equipment; the information on key parts is written very vaguely by the Russians.

Only the experiences from past lives are reliable.

Now it all depends on when Secretary Liu can get the experts from West Germany to come over!

Ha, West German experts repairing Soviet equipment that was entirely written in Russian? That's absurd.

Unfortunately, Secretary Liu had no choice!

We had no choice but to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.