Chapter 1273 Expectations

The second aunt of the Song family's house is similar to Wang Yan's house, but the area may be larger, and the yard is also expanded.

She and the man in her family both worked in a textile factory, where they met, fell in love, and got married. They have three children, the eldest son is 16 years old, the second son is 14 years old, and the youngest daughter is 11 years old.

The second aunt of the Song family is the production team leader in the textile factory. There are five or six women under her, and she also works with her. The man is the financial accountant in the factory, but not the accounting leader.

Watching several children staring at the beef cans and picking at them, Wang Yan and his second uncle exchanged cups.

The second uncle smiled and said: "Xiao Wang, I heard that you are going to be the technical leader of our factory?"

"What kind of technical leader?" Wang Yan waved his hand and said, "He just leads the machine repair people to work together and repair equipment. Except for a few guys who have just taken over, the rest are all veterans. They all learned from me before. However, they can dismantle the machines in our factory and put them back together with their eyes closed, so there is nothing technical about them.”

"Hey, you can't say that. There are more than 300 people in our factory, and you are the most educated. You have also learned advanced knowledge in college. The leader must want you to bring out the old and bring out the new. You and I haven't told the truth either. I can't see you in the factory except for eating, but the old people who repair the machine have said that you are secretly studying and improving the machine. "

"What a secret." Wang Yan shook his head in a funny way, "Even if I don't need to do the machine repair work, they can handle it. I'm a college student in the factory. I can't just work for a living and find some work for myself. If it's really a secret, You all know it, so what’s the secret? Come on, second uncle, have a drink.”

The second uncle laughed, drank a glass of wine with Wang Yan, and said, "You and Xiaoping are in good hands. She is a good girl. Their family is not easy either..."

"Okay, okay, what are you talking about?" The second aunt of the Song family didn't let the second uncle say more.

Wang Yan smiled and said: "Second aunt, if I say I don't care, then I definitely don't care. What the hell is that? I don't believe it. Who dares to come and cause trouble for me?"

"Brother Yan is the most powerful." The sixteen-year-old eldest son of the second aunt's family praised him.

"You kid, don't use my name to bully others. If you let me know, I will first let you feel what it means to be powerful."

"How can we? Our brothers in the textile factory are all the most honest."

"It's time for you to deal with me. How about I join you and become a bandit? You go back and tell those boys, if anyone doesn't learn well, does Old Liu know about it before? I'll hang him in that position and whip him. I'll see if he wants to Face."

The young man smiled shyly and ate honestly without saying a word.

"Look, one thing must bring down another thing." The second aunt of the Song family said, "I, these two boys, are more troublesome than the other. Xiao Wang, what do you think of my eldest son? He was already sixteen, and he couldn't read well, so he didn't know what to do. I just thought, let him come to our factory to learn a craft.

But you said that you have seen the conditions of our family. Neither your second uncle nor I can be laid off, otherwise the family will not be able to open the door. Look...can you help me think of a solution? "

"Second aunt, let me tell you the truth, this matter is really embarrassing." Wang Yan shook his head and sighed, "Second uncle is the accountant. He knows best what is going on in our factory. Don't say that your family can't uncover the pot, everyone in the factory I can't open the pot. I'm a college student, and the factory takes care of me, but I can't give them eye drops.

Furthermore, I mentioned it to the factory and arranged for this guy to go in. What will others think? There's nothing good to say to us. Second Aunt, this is not a matter of not being able to eat enough if you are capable, or not being able to eat if you are not capable. I have no control over other places, but as long as I am in our factory for a day, no one can dare to do this with me, not even our factory director. So I set an example first, and then I have the nerve to deal with others. "

Seeing the expressions of the couple and the younger one changing a bit, Wang Yan smiled and said, "But second aunt, second uncle, don't worry. It doesn't matter whether Xiaoping and I are successful, whether we are a family or not. , I definitely recognize this love, I can’t just watch this kid get nowhere.

You just said that I was doing research in secret, why? It’s because our factory is not very efficient and we can barely maintain it. Then we have to find ways to expand the benefits. The factory's profits have improved. Not to mention this kid, all the children in our factory can join the factory, and then everyone will have nothing to say.

But this matter will definitely not be solved for a while, so I will take a look in the next few days and send him to other factories in our county with good profits. There must be no establishment. Even if he is a temporary worker first, there will always be something. The income is also a supplement to our family. Second aunt, second uncle, what do you think? "

The couple looked at each other, then the second uncle raised his wine glass: "You are more capable than us. I will let you arrange it and find a place for our troubled family to go."

"My departure is temporary. I still want to make our textile factory bigger and stronger." Wang Yan clinked glasses with his second uncle.

Just like that, surrounded by all the messy things in the factory, after Wang Yan drank his second uncle down, he felt like he was in the moonlight.

I walked back home, got some water and washed myself, continued writing my review outline for a while, then lay down on the bed and fell asleep...

Early the next morning, after Wang Yan performed some morning exercises as usual, he washed himself with cold water, wiped his body briefly, and rode his bicycle to work in the textile factory.

First I went to their machine repair workshop to get a lunch box, and then went to the factory canteen to have breakfast.

For Wang Yan, this is actually a novel experience.

Because he had never lived in a county town in this era, Mengzi was not big, but at that time he was in the military system of the first guarantee sequence, and it was a relatively better-equipped art troupe. He worked in a bakery before, but that was also in Beijing. He also worked as a grassroots clinic doctor, but that was also in the northeast where conditions were more abundant, or in the provincial capital.

The material guarantee in Beijing and the material guarantee in the provincial capital are undoubtedly not comparable to those in the county town. Especially Jinling County itself is not rich. It relies on farmers in the county to grow a few acres of thin land for guarantee. At the same time, it is also responsible for guaranteeing the city, and then the city will coordinate some resources...

Wang Yan greeted people along the way and had breakfast.

There was nothing special about breakfast, just millet porridge and steamed bread, and salty pickles to go with rice.

As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. When I was in school, there were forty or fifty people in the class and they had to divide into several gangs. There were so many people in the factory, so naturally they also formed gangs.

But Wang Yan didn't care. He could talk to anyone, at least on the surface everyone was very happy. As for how people secretly cursed Wang, he couldn't hear it, and no one dared to curse in front of him, which was good. He could make others afraid and terrified, but he couldn't stop others from cursing him.

After breakfast, before he could start working, someone came to ask him to go to the factory director's office.

"Old Xu is going to retire. You have the best technology in our field, and you are a college student. Others also respect you. You will be the leader of the machine repair team in the future."

The factory director is a man in his fifties named Qi Ming. He has worked in this factory for 30 years. He has been a worker and now has white hair.

He poured tea for Wang Yan and said, "The factory meeting has been passed. The personnel appointment will be completed in the next few days. Old Xu didn't come today, so you can just start your work. You must ensure that the machines in our factory are running and resolutely complete the production tasks."

"Yes." Wang Yan responded.

"I heard that you went on a blind date yesterday?" The old factory director asked curiously.

Wang Yan shook his head with amusement, laughing at the big mouth of the second aunt of the Song family: "Yes, they look good."

"I heard that their family background is not very good."

"I don't care about those, who dares to write articles about me?" Then Wang Yan changed the subject and said with a smile, "We had dinner at Sister Qian's house last night. I call her the second aunt now. She wants her eldest son to come to the factory and come to our machine repair group."

"Did you agree?"

"I definitely refused. Lao Li wanted to arrange his nephew to come in, and I blocked his office and scolded him. Can I do this?"

Lao Li is the deputy director of the factory. Wang Yan really doesn't tolerate his bad habits. It happened last month. At that time, I sat in his office and scolded him for an hour. Of course, it was not a simple greeting, but a political and ideological class, and I scolded him like shit.

Now not only Lao Li is honest, but everyone in the factory is honest.

The old director has prestige, which he has accumulated over 30 years of working here. After leaving the textile factory, other people in the county may not recognize him. But Wang's deterrent power is purely personal strength, and his record can be checked.

In the eyes of many people, he is a person covered with thorns and a person with springs installed in his body. If you touch it, it will bounce up high, and it will fight with people to death...

The old factory director nodded, and then laughed and scolded: "You are not ashamed to say that, Lao Li can't raise his head because of your scolding."

"He took advantage of the collective, so he can't raise his head? If he didn't take advantage and was scolded, he can't raise his head? How can this be true? Some of our cadres have too low ideological awareness, only thinking about their own families, not the public, and secretly rejoicing in the manipulation of power. Old factory director, I still say that I can't manage other places, but I have to manage our factory. This is my collective, I am a member of the collective, and this is my power and obligation."

"You..." The old factory director pointed empty, smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Our factory is indeed not doing well now. It's good to keep so many people. If you want to add more people, it will be too difficult unless it is a political task. Who in the factory doesn't have children? There is nowhere to go. I dare not open this door."

"That's the reason."

The current situation in the factory is indeed not good. Although the revenue is stable, the expenditure is constantly increasing. On the one hand, the salaries of employees are increasing year by year. On the other hand, the first batch of workers are retiring, and some choose to retire early and pass on their jobs to their children. The pensions and medical expenses to be paid are increasing.

In this way, with the revenue remaining unchanged, the efficiency of the factory has declined, and life has become difficult.

Wang Yan clapped his hands, agreeing with the old factory director's words, and said, "So, factory director, I think we should find a way to increase our factory's income."

"That sounds good, but the reality is like this, what should we do? I heard that you are researching new machines recently?"

"It's not a new machine, just an improvement on our old machine, which can't increase income."

"Then how do you improve it?"

"I think we can make ready-made clothes."

"Wouldn't that be competing with the county's clothing factories for business? Wouldn't they come knocking on our door?" The old factory director waved his hands repeatedly, "If you say that we don't sell the clothes we make in the county, but sell them somewhere else, then I'll have to go to jail."

"Be bolder, factory director." Wang Yan shook his head and took the factory director's cigarette and lit it, "Even if we sell clothes, can the clothing factories still eat us? They are not enterprising, and the ready-made clothes they make can't be sold. They purchase less raw materials from us, which affects our efficiency.

Then we make some nice clothes ourselves and sell them to the villagers to increase the efficiency of our factory. What's wrong with that? They can't be so overbearing, can they? He can't do it himself, so why can't he let others do it? Isn't it just a lawsuit in the county? Can we be afraid of them? At that time, maybe we can just swallow up the garment factory together. "

"You are really bold, but I don't dare to do it. I will retire in a few years, and I can't care so much."

"Then you should hurry up and give me a suggestion so that I can take over when the time comes."

"Even if you don't want to be the factory director, who can stop you from doing anything in our factory?"

"It's important to have a title. Do you think I'm a fool?" Wang Yan waved his hand and said, "If we can't sell clothes, how about we make shoes?"

"Isn't that someone else's job?" The old factory director shook his head, "Okay, don't give me any ideas, wait and see how the policy changes. I heard that there may be some movement. Let's go, go and tinker with your machine. If you can really tinker with it, maybe we can even sell the machine. "

As the saying goes, there is no smoke without fire. Now all places are waiting for the movement in Beijing. Just as the factory director said this, it can be seen how big the movement has become. After all, they are in a remote county.

Wang Yan smiled, said hello and left the factory director's office.

The old factory director is a conservative person. He is old and only wants to hand over the baton safely. His life is very perfect. Although he is not rich, has no power, and has nothing spectacular, he has fully realized his personal value.

Walking back to the machine repair factory, more than a dozen people in the machine repair group were there.

Wang Yan told them about the previous team leader's retirement and his future as a leader. No one said anything and they all actively supported it. They all knew that Wang Yan was moving up. After all, Wang Yan had a high technical level, was still a college student, and was a It is also tough and very intimidating.

If any of the old comrades among them were really asked to lead Wang Yan, they would also tremble. Because they can't command Wang Yan, nor can they command others. Wang Yan can sideline them.

The same is true for the current leaders of the factory. Of course, Wang Yan can't sideline others, but he can organize most people in the factory to fight.

He briefly talked about the work arrangements, maintained the status quo, and let them do their own work.

Wang Yan went to the side to tinker with the machine again.

This is a loom, a machine that weaves silk threads into cloth. It has been a few years and has become unreliable. It is a machine that has been eliminated layer by layer, and this is obtained by begging for help.

The purpose of tinkering with this thing is to renovate and improve it on this basis to improve work efficiency to a certain extent. , and the working life of some parts. The advantage of this is that it can save some expenses in disguise.

If a textile factory wants to improve its efficiency, it is divided into two major parts without considering the policy. One is production, and the other is sales. There is no way to change sales, so we can only find a way on the production side.

And production is divided into raw materials, and machinery and equipment. Raw materials are the production and manufacturing methods of various fibers. In this regard, in this era, this is where our technology is insufficient. We lack the production technology of high-purity viscose fibers and synthetic fibers.

For example, Dacron, which is popular all over the country at this time, is a synthetic fiber, that is, polyester. It was brought about in the 1970s when my country introduced technology and equipment from foreign countries and vigorously built chemical fiber factories.

In this era, there was no technology or machine that was sufficient. The textile industry only It's just one of the corners...

Wang Yan actually has the technology in this area, but he doesn't want to show it so easily, because the benefits are not enough for him, and he can't do research until he becomes the factory director.

So he can only think of a way on the equipment, which is within his professional field. There are still a lot of equipment for spinning, weaving, knitting, dyeing, printing, etc., and he is fully capable of raising the productivity of the factory by one level at the lowest cost, and he can even do what the old factory director said and sell textile machinery directly.

Of course, if he doesn't do it, there is actually no way to improve the equipment of the textile factory. After all, it's not easy to buy it, and it costs a lot of money. If the factory is counting on picking up the leftovers, it's unknown when.

It's just that he has to work hard, but he only works as a job, otherwise he really has no work. It can be regarded as finding some work for himself, and he can't dig into the corners of socialism...

He had already done the design before, and now he is just renovating it. Immediately, he found people who had nothing to do to help him around, and everyone talked and laughed, which was quite lively.

A week passed like this, and it was Sunday again.

Song Yunping got up a little late that day, because she didn't sleep well the night before. She got up, cleaned up, washed her hair, and after finishing the housework, she changed into a nice dress.

"You're looking forward to it before you get married?" Song's mother, who was making shoes, raised her head and looked at her dear daughter.

"No way." Song Yunping denied it and changed the subject, "Where's my dad?"

"He went out to see a doctor and will be back in the evening."

"Oh, then I'll go out to read, mom."

Song Yunping didn't look at her mother's eyes, took a book and walked out of the house, came to the small river in front of the house, sat on the flat stone that day, read the book, picked up small stones and threw them into the river.

In between reading, she always looked at the road coming from the county from time to time. The breeze blew her scattered hair, she raised her slender hand and stroked her hair, and she was already drunk by the small river in front of the house...

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