Chapter 44 Director Su
"Su Ke, congratulations!" Xiao Jiang said with a sad face.
Su Cheng looked surprised. Comrade Xiao Jiang usually had a high political awareness, and this expression did not seem to be happy for him at all.
"Su Ke, congratulations!" Xiao Qi also looks like an egg ache.
"Su Ke, congratulations!" Lao Ma and Lao Liu's face were constipated.
Every comrade in the Gudong Planning Office congratulated Su Cheng once, but it felt like their dead parents.
"What's the matter? Did something happen when I was away?" Su Cheng was not used to this state by everyone. To be fair, he came to get along with everyone happily. Unlike modern companies, this era has a concept of interests, but there are more warmth, which always moved Su Cheng, the modern soul, from time to time.
"We can't bear to part with you!" Xiao Jiang opened his eyes wide, and an old man actually had strong feelings. He saw that Su Cheng was uncomfortable all over, so exaggerated...
In any case, the farewell banquet was held as scheduled.
After three rounds of wine, there will be a lot of words.
Xiao Qi held Su Cheng's arm with a wine glass in one hand and said, "Since Su Ke came, our status has improved. There are many people who are flattery, and we usually have a little money. I even got married... Life is better, but Su Ke has left. We can't bear to part with you..."
That's really hard to part with. If you don't know, you think it's a partner!
Su Cheng also drank too much. Before he fell down, he was still thinking about what your relationship with me...
The next day.
Su Cheng reported to the machinery factory.
He drove the jeep to the gate of the mechanical factory, and there was a burst of chickens and dogs jumping inside, and then a group of people gushed out in panic. If they hadn't been wearing factory clothes, Su Cheng would have thought it was the underworld to fight...
Looking at the long, strong and powerful workers hurriedly forming a welcome queue, the black hand was still holding a screwdriver, a wrench and a chain. Su City opened the door and got out of the car, and his legs were still a little shivering. Is this a welcome?
The eyes of the workers were a little warm. The brother with a wrench and a hammer waved so vigorously that he would not fly the guy out. Su Cheng instantly felt that the deputy factory director was under a lot of pressure!
Finally, an old man came out, held Su Cheng's hand and said, "Welcome to Director Su."
"Welcome to Director Su." Many people followed and shouted.
Su Cheng laughed twice and said strangely, "Well, why?"
"The director of Su came with an order for 20,000 pumping units. We are very happy, and the workers expressed their gratitude spontaneously!" The old man said, continued to shake his hand and said, "I'm Chen Liang, the chairman of the trade union of our factory. Just call me Lao Chen. Let's go to the factory first."
"Oh, everyone..." Su Cheng looked around and saw that there was no one else. Those workers with screwdrivers, wrenches and chains had disappeared without a trace. If he hadn't seen the great back at the end of the road, he almost thought it was an illusion.
The factory building is a three-story red brick house built in the war era, which is well decorated. In the leadership office on the third floor, there is a factory director, a league committee, a military department, a discipline inspection committee...
As a production enterprise, Su Cheng, the deputy director in charge of production, is the first deputy director of the factory, so a large office is arranged, with soft chairs and a set of leather sofas. The bookcase occupies half of the wall and is cleaned.
"Factory Director Su, please let me know if you need anything. I'm Yang Ming, the office director of our factory committee. This is a thin guy who seems to be born with appendicitis, and the very obvious wind ear is probably his main office skill.
In Su Cheng's eyes, the office director is basically a kind of person. He smiled coldly and said, "It's good. Let's do it first."
Yang Ming left happily.
In the morning, there was a lively meeting. Li Zongxi, the director of the machinery factory, is older than the chairman of the trade union. First, he sighed and thanked Su Cheng for the order pulled back, and then said happily, "Our factory's work of raising funds to build houses is ranked low in the second-level oilfield unit. If it goes on like this, how can the workers work at ease? Now that there are orders for oil production machines, the situation is different. I estimate that if you keep a profit of 2,000 yuan per unit, you will have a profit of 10 million yuan for 5,000 units. If you take out half of it to build a house, the main problem will be solved.
Su Cheng was stunned when he heard this. Looking at the deputy factory director next to him, they were all old monks. It seemed that he was familiar with the style of his own factory director.
Out of the conference room, Yang Ming greeted a natural middle-aged man and said, "Factory Director Su, this is Li Xiangxiang, the assistant director of our factory. The process and production line of our workshop are all made by Assistant Li."
"Hello, Assistant Li." Su Cheng immediately went up and shook hands.
If he, the deputy director in charge of production, leaves this kind of technical man, he will definitely not be able to play. Because he is not an omnipotent technical person. After all, Su Cheng has never officially worked in a factory.
Li Fuxiang nodded carelessly and asked first, "Xiao Yang, where is this Director Su?"
Xiao Yang was embarrassed and said with a smile, "Factory Director Su has just been transferred from the headquarters."
"Is it gilded on it again?" Li Weixiang looked at Su Cheng with a disdainful face and said, "Let's do this today. I'm in a hurry to draw a picture. By the way, Director Yang, give me five more drawings.
Yang Ming, who had just been promoted to Director Yang since he was a child, gave Su Cheng an apologetic look and said, "Assistant Li, you have used 10 drawings this month, and now it's only in the middle of the month..."
"I was reluctant to ask you to give me 20 last time. How can 10 be enough? I save it, but I still can't do it."
After Yang Ming could speak, Su Cheng said in surprise, "Can you draw 10 drawings in half a month?"
"If he is not stingy, I can draw 20 pictures." Li Yuxiang stroked the natural scroll and said calmly.
Su Cheng was stunned. He has to work so hard to draw the drawings of the oil extractor. It's amazing to draw 10 pictures a month. And I will be so tired that I want to vomit when I see the drawings.
This one can draw dozens of pictures a month for a long time.
Su Cheng took a long breath and said, "Our machinery factory is really hiding dragons and crouching tigers."
Li Yuxiang said proudly, "Now my eyes are not good. I have to put it 10 years ago, and I can draw two in one morning. At that time, there was no entertainment, just drawing pictures. After painting the front, the back of the painting, and sometimes I wiped it again..."
Su Cheng looked at him speechlessly. The mechanical diagram is like instant noodles. Occasionally, I eat a bag. It tastes good. It's hard to say if you eat it often, but if someone likes to have two packs every morning, two packs in the afternoon, and one pack when there is no entertainment...
However, such a character is indeed a scarce resource.
After being urged twice, Xiao Yang said shyly, "Factory Director Su, you can take a look at the information first. I have put all the oil extractor on your desk."
Li Fanxiang is a pure technical house. Hearing the oil extractor, he connected the director of Su and asked strangely, "Are you the director of Su who designed the double donkey head oil extractor?"
"It's me, Su Cheng."
Countless stars suddenly flashed in Li Huanxiang's eyes. He looked at Su Cheng admiringly and grabbed him with one hand, as if a fellow villager had seen the Eighth Route Army. He said, "Facter Su, oh, you are this Director Su. A few of us have been looking forward to your visit. Your two donkey heads... it's simply... it's... a masterpiece... a work of art... perfect!"
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