Chapter 44: Director Su's Factory (Please click to recommend)

  "Sukou, congratulations!" Little Jiang said with a sorrowful face.

  Su Cheng's face was filled with surprise. Comrade Jiang usually had a high level of political awareness, but this expression didn't seem to be one of happiness at all.

  "Sukou, congratulations!" Xiao Qi also had a painful expression.

  "Sukou, congratulations!" Old Ma and Old Liu secretly looked at each other with a solemn face.

  Every comrade in the Dongguan Planning Department congratulated Su Cheng, but that feeling was like they had all lost their parents.

  "What's wrong? Did something happen when I wasn't around?" Su Cheng was very unaccustomed to everyone's state, to be honest, he had come over and interacted with the group quite happily, unlike modern companies, this era had a utilitarian concept, but also had some warmth, which often moved Su Cheng, a modern soul.

  "We can't bear to part with you!" Little Jiang opened his big eyes, and a big old man actually had strong emotions, making Su Cheng feel uncomfortable all over, it was so exaggerated...

  The farewell dinner was held as scheduled anyway.

  After three rounds of drinks, words become many.

  Xiao Qi held a wine glass in one hand and hugged Su Cheng's arm with the other, saying: "Since Su Ke came, our status has risen, there are more people trying to curry favor with us, we even have some extra money on ordinary days, I've even started dating... life is good, but Su Ke left, we can't bear to part with you..."

  That's a true heart-wrenching separation, those who don't know would think they're just breaking up with their boyfriend!

  Su Cheng was also drunk, and before falling down, he was still thinking, what does your boyfriend have to do with me...

  The next day.

  Report to the mechanical factory in Suzhou.

  He drove the Jeep to the entrance of the machinery factory, where a commotion broke out, and then a group of people rushed out in a flurry, if they weren't all wearing work uniforms, Su Cheng would have thought it was a gang fight...

  Looking at the tall and strong workers who hastily formed a welcoming team, with black hands still holding screwdrivers, pliers, and iron chains, Su Cheng got off the car, his legs still shaking slightly. Is this welcoming himself?

  How intense the gaze of each worker is, that brother holding a wrench and hammer, swinging so hard, won't he accidentally throw it out, Su Cheng suddenly feels that this deputy factory director is under great pressure!

  Finally, an old man came out and shook Su's hand, saying: "Welcome, Director Su."

  "Welcome Director Su." Many people echoed the shout.

  Su Cheng smiled awkwardly and asked strangely: "This is, why?"

  "Director Su has brought an order for 200,000 oil extractors, we are delighted! The workers spontaneously expressed their gratitude!" said the old man, continuing to wave his hand. "I am the chairman of our factory's trade union, Chen Liang. You can just call me Old Chen. Let's go to the factory office first."

  "Oh, where is everyone..." Su Cheng looked around, but there was no one in sight. The workers who had been holding screwdrivers, wrenches and iron chains had vanished into thin air. If not for the towering figure still visible at the end of the road, he would have thought it was all just an illusion.

  The factory building is a three-story red brick house built during the war era, and the interior decoration is not bad. The third floor has a row of leadership offices, including the factory director's office, the Youth League Committee's office, the People's Armed Department's office, and the Discipline Inspection Commission's office...

  As a production enterprise, Su Cheng, the deputy factory director in charge of production, is considered the first deputy factory director. Therefore, he was arranged to have a very large office with soft chairs and a set of genuine leather sofas. The bookshelf occupied half of the wall and was spotlessly clean.

  "Director Su, what can I do for you? I'm Yang Ming, the director of our factory's office." This was a small, thin guy who looked like he had been born with appendicitis, and his extremely prominent ears seemed to be his main qualification for working in an office.

  In Su Cheng's eyes, office directors were all one type of person. He smiled indifferently and said, "It's okay, let's do it this way for now."

  Yang Ming then walked away very happily.

  In the morning, a lively meeting was held. Li Zongxi, the director of the machinery factory, who is older than the trade union chairman, first expressed his emotions and thanked Su Cheng for bringing back the orders. Then he said excitedly: "Our factory's housing construction work ranks behind in the second-level units of the oil field. If it goes on like this, how can workers feel at ease? Now that we have the order for oil extraction machines, things are different. I estimate that each machine will leave a profit of 2,000 yuan, and with 5,000 machines, there will be a profit of 100 million yuan. Taking out half to build houses will solve the main problem."

  Su Cheng was taken aback for a moment, looking at the several deputy factory directors beside him, all of whom had an air of being old monks entering quiet contemplation, seemingly already familiar with their own factory director's style.

  Out of the conference room, Yang Ming beckoned a middle-aged man with natural curls to come over and said: "Director Su, this is our factory's deputy director Lei Risheng. Our workshop's process flow and production line were all done by Deputy Director Lei."

  "Hello, Assistant Li." Su Cheng immediately went up to shake hands.

  He, the deputy factory director in charge of production, would definitely not be able to cope without this technical expert. Because he himself is not an all-knowing and all-capable technical expert, after all, Su Cheng has never officially worked in a factory before.

  Li Xiang nodded casually and asked first: "Xiao Yang, which Su Changzhang is this again?"

  Xiao Yang felt a little embarrassed and smiled: "Director Su has just been transferred from headquarters."

  "Is it gold-plated again?" Li Ruo Xiang looked at Su Cheng with disdain and said, "Let's just do it this way for now, I'm in a hurry to draw. Oh right, Director Yang, give me 5 more sheets of drawing paper."

  Yang Ming, who had just been promoted from Xiao Yang to Director Yang, gave Su Cheng an apologetic look before saying: "Assistant Li, you've already used 10 sheets of graph paper this month... and it's only mid-month..."

  "Last time you gave me 20, how can 10 be enough? I've been saving and saving, but it's still not working."

  Before Yang Ming could speak, Su Cheng exclaimed in surprise: "You can draw 10 drawings in half a month?"

  "If he wasn't so stingy, I'd be happy to draw 20 more." Li Ruo Xiang said calmly while stroking his natural curls.

  Su Cheng was dumbfounded. When he drew the blueprint for the oil extractor, he had to work extremely hard and could only finish 10 sheets in a month. Moreover, he would get so tired that just looking at the blueprint made him want to vomit.

  He can paint dozens of paintings in a month for a long time.

  Su Cheng took a deep breath and said, "Our machinery factory is indeed hiding dragons and sleeping tigers."

  "Now my eyesight isn't good enough, if I had put it 10 years ago, I could have painted two in one morning. At that time there was no entertainment, just painting, finishing the front and then the back, sometimes erasing and repainting..."

  Su Cheng stared at him silently. Mechanical charts are like instant noodles, occasionally eating a pack feels pretty good, but if you eat them often, it's hard to say, but if someone likes to have two packs every morning, two packs in the afternoon, and one pack when there's nothing else to do...

  However, such characters are indeed scarce resources.

  Xiao Yang was urged again and said embarrassedly: "Director Su, why don't you take a look at the materials first? I've put all the relevant oil extraction machine documents on your desk."

  Li Xiang is a pure tech otaku, and upon hearing the oil extraction machine, he suddenly connected it to Director Su, asking strangely: "Are you the Director Su who designed the double donkey head oil extraction machine?"

  "It's me, Su Cheng."

  Li Xiang's eyes suddenly flashed with countless stars, looking up at Su Cheng with admiration. One hand tightly grasped him, as if an old acquaintance had seen the Eighth Route Army, saying: "Director Su, ah, you are Director Su! We've been waiting for you to come. This pair of donkey heads... is simply... a masterpiece... a work of art... flawless!"