Courtyard House: From Deputy Division Commander to Civilian, Progressing All the Way

After listening, Lin Yang pondered for a moment.

"I'll figure out the spare parts problem." Lin Yang raised his head, his gaze firm. "When I was in the Fourth Field Army, I knew a few comrades-in-arms in the Ministry of Heavy Industry and the Soviet expert group. I'll personally go and try to get a batch of new equipment and urgently needed spare parts approved for our factory."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jianguo and Zhou Zhenhua's eyes lit up instantly!

This is fantastic news! Right now, factories are scrambling to acquire equipment; without strong connections and influence, it's impossible to get it. Lin Yang's words have solved their immediate problem.

"Secretary Lin, if we can really get the spare parts, I, Zhou Zhenhua, swear a solemn oath that I will exceed this month's production target, even if it costs me my life!" Zhou Zhenhua slammed his fist on the table excitedly and made a loud vow.

"Good! With Vice Factory Director Zhou's words, I can rest assured." Lin Yang nodded.

In the following meeting, Lin Yang acted swiftly and decisively, thoroughly understanding the situation of each department. His thinking was clear and to the point, addressing those who needed criticism and offering reassurance where necessary.

In just two hours of the meeting, Lin Yang had thoroughly established his unshakeable authority within the leadership team of this large factory with tens of thousands of employees.

After the meeting, everyone dispersed. Li Huaide was the fastest to leave, almost fleeing in panic. He had to go back and settle those messy accounts as soon as possible, or he would really be in big trouble.

"Deputy Factory Director Zhou, could you stay behind for a moment?"

Just as Zhou Zhenhua was about to leave, Lin Yang called out to him.

Ten minutes later, in Lin Yang's office as the Party Secretary.

This is a spacious and bright office with simple furnishings: a large desk, a few chairs, and a huge national military map hanging on the wall, exuding a strong military atmosphere.

Lin Yang took out a pack of specially supplied Zhonghua cigarettes from the drawer, pulled one out and tossed it to Zhou Zhenhua, then lit one for himself.

"Old Zhou, there were some things I couldn't say too explicitly at the meeting just now," Lin Yang said, exhaling a puff of smoke as he looked intently at Zhou Zhenhua.

Zhou Zhenhua took the cigarette with both hands, lit it, took a puff, and looked somewhat reserved: "Secretary Lin, please feel free to give any instructions you may have."

Lin Yang walked to the window and looked out at the towering chimneys and the bustling factory area.

"This factory is a murky place," Lin Yang said bluntly, turning around. "Director Yang is a good man, but he's too soft-hearted. People like Li Huaide are rebellious by nature, their minds are full of personal gain. If this continues, the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill will be hollowed out by these parasites."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhenhua sighed deeply, expressing his sympathy: "Secretary Lin, you've hit the nail on the head! I'm just a technician, and I can't stand Li Huaide and his gang. But they're masters of political maneuvering, and I can't beat them, so I can only watch helplessly from the workshop."

Lin Yang walked up to Zhou Zhenhua, patted his broad shoulder, and his eyes revealed an irresistible invitation.

"Old Zhou, the country entrusted us with such a large factory; we can't let it be ruined by scoundrels. I'm going to establish an absolutely clean and efficient team in the factory. I'll oversee the direction, personnel, and logistics supervision. You, you just need to keep a close eye on production!"

Lin Yang's voice was deep and powerful: "From now on, in production, if anyone dares to trip you up or make things difficult for you, come directly to me! I, Lin Yang, may not have many other skills, but removing a few cancerous plants is a piece of cake. Are you willing to work with me to build this Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill into the number one steel fortress in the country?!"

Zhou Zhenhua was thrilled!

He had been suppressed by Li Huaide and his gang for too long, and a fire had been burning inside him. Now, a powerful, well-connected, and selfless young secretary had offered him an olive branch, wanting to be his strongest support!

Zhou Zhenhua suddenly stood up, his body ramrod straight, and answered loudly like a soldier: "Secretary Lin! As long as you trust me, I, Zhou Zhenhua, will sell my life to the steel mill! From now on, wherever you point, I'll go, without hesitation!"

Lin Yang laughed, a hearty laugh.

He knew that his first staunch ally at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, or rather, the top general of his faction, had completely won his heart.

With Zhou Zhenhua, the powerful figure in charge of production, and Li Huaide himself holding the position of Party Secretary, it would be a pipe dream for Li Huaide to try and stir up any more trouble.

"Come on, Lao Zhou." Lin Yang stubbed out his cigarette, picked up the military cap on the table and put it on. "Come with me to the workshop. Just listening to reports isn't enough; I need to see the workers' actual situation on the front lines."

"Yes!" Zhou Zhenhua immediately led the way.

……

One o'clock in the afternoon.

The workshop of the steel rolling mill was bustling with activity.

The massive machines roared deafeningly, crushing red-hot steel ingots into various shapes under the rolling mill, sparks flying everywhere. The temperature inside the workshop reached over forty degrees Celsius, and the workers were all shirtless, with towels draped around their necks, sweat streaming down their dark backs.

Accompanied by Yang Jianguo and Zhou Zhenhua, Lin Yang entered the first fitter workshop.

Their arrival immediately attracted the attention of the workshop director and workers.

Yi Zhonghai was standing in front of an old-fashioned lathe. He had already found out that the newly arrived Secretary Lin would be inspecting the workshop that afternoon.

This is a golden opportunity for him to turn the tide!

Yi Zhonghai took a deep breath, mustered all his skills, and began processing a core component with extremely high precision requirements. His movements were skilled and steady, each step as precise as a textbook.

He could even imagine that when Lin Yang walked up behind him and saw his incredible level eight craftsmanship, he would be shocked and would definitely praise him. At that time, he could then naturally strike up a conversation with Lin Yang and mend the relationship that had broken down the night before.

"Secretary Lin, our factory's fitter workshop is responsible for processing all the precision parts. It's a place where hidden talents abound," Zhou Zhenhua said loudly from the side.

Lin Yang nodded, his gaze sweeping across the workshop.

Yi Zhonghai's heart began to race. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lin Yang and his group walking towards his workstation.

Five meters... three meters... one meter...

Yi Zhonghai deliberately filed the part hard with the file in his hand, making a crisp metallic scraping sound, trying to attract Lin Yang's attention. He had even prepared a perfect set of humble words.

however.

Lin Yang's steps didn't stop for even half a second.

He acted as if he hadn't even seen Yi Zhonghai, not even glancing at the lathe out of the corner of his eye, and walked straight past Yi Zhonghai.

A gust of wind blew by, stirring up a few pieces of iron filings that Yi Zhonghai had dropped on the ground.

The file in Yi Zhonghai's hand froze in mid-air, as if he had been struck by lightning.