Chapter 75 Why are you here again?
The chief engineer was delighted when he saw Lie Xin: "What do you think we bring him over? Xiao Lin's classmate must also be automated and can be used here, and it seems that this person is very capable. He is strong and has a wide range of interests."
Lu Gong waved his hand and said, "Don't think about it. If you can fall in love with someone just by hearing about his deeds, you must be very jealous of him. I don’t know if the Seventeenth Machinery Department is in a hurry, but their factory must be in a hurry.”
The chief engineer thought about it and said, “Haha, that’s right, it’s okay. Let’s borrow a chicken to lay eggs and ask Xiao Lin to go there.” Look for him more and give him the credit you deserve. It won’t be a big problem. Apart from anything else, there is a place for him to consult on this engine casing. He is the inventor of the material, hahaha.”
< br>Gao Zhendong didn't know that the two old comrades here were thinking of picking up his wool. If he knew, he would definitely say, come and pick it up, hurry up.
Now, he is stepping up to finish the book on his project management system. After writing it, he has to proofread typos for Liang, Fang and Liu and mark the areas with doubts.
Once they have corrected what they found, they will leave it to Lao Chen to check it, mainly to see if there is any inappropriate content. In this regard, Lao Chen is more keen than him.
When he was about to get off work, Gao Zhendong breathed a long sigh of relief. It was finally done. This was the first time in his two lives that he had written a monograph, and he was still very excited.
Although he did not work in his previous life, he still read the requirements for professional titles. The monograph is a hard score. Although he has no shortage of achievements now, the sense of accomplishment is the same.
After the first time, will there be more in the future?
After calming down and calming down his excitement, Gao Zhendong called several other people in the office to divide the manuscript into three parts. The three of them would proofread one part respectively. After proofreading, they would exchange them. Once a single cycle was completed, he could revise it. .
The three of them felt like they had found a treasure. They were going to proofread this thing with the intention of reading it. Moreover, wouldn’t the editor-in-chief have obtained this proofreading? They knew how thoughtful Gao Zhendong was as a person. .
After finishing his instructions, Gao Zhendong packed up his things and left the office when it was time to get off work.
Cycling by the factory bulletin board, some people were reading the factory notices, and there was a faint sound of discussion.
"Gao Zhendong has become the deputy section chief again. This is a very fast move."
“Deputy section chief, the salary is so high.”
“It’s nothing to him. The salary of an eighth-grade engineer is twenty or thirty yuan higher than that of a deputy section chief.”
“Second year senior high school engineer Thirty? My salary is less than 30."
"For him, the deputy department level is more important. No matter how small he is, he is still a cadre, and he has two legs."
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Gao Zhendong continued to ride outside the factory. At the gate of the factory, a group of CA10 Liberation Trucks were mixed in with the workers who were getting off work. They rumbled away into the distance. On the rear buckets of the first and last two vehicles, there were soldiers holding steel guns. Sitting there, his bright eyes looked around him warily. On top of the car, the muzzle of Flight 56's gun was looming.
The first batch of 3Z-591 began to rush towards their battlefield, which made Gao Zhendong feel even happier.
He decided to reward himself and rode his bicycle to the state-owned restaurant on the way home. He wanted to order two dishes and have a good meal.
When I entered the restaurant, I saw that there were no meat dishes. Maybe I arrived too late.
Gao Zhendong turned around and went to the non-staple food station. There was no meat, and not many other things. Normally, it is a bit difficult to buy meat at this time of year.
Gao Zhendong secretly thought that he was unlucky, so he simply went home.
After returning home, Gao Zhendong mixed out some pre-made dishes, heated them up, drank a bottle of wine, listened to the gramophone, and drank happily until the evening.
Relax tonight. This month has gone by in a row, and he is actually a little tired. Taking advantage of the good mood of finishing the book today, Gao Zhendong decided to do nothing tonight. In the dark corner outside the south room, a figure was hiding there. After listening for a long time, he heard no sound and left disappointed.
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Saturday afternoon, Mr. Chen’s office.
Gao Zhendong took a stack of manuscripts and handed them to Lao Chen: "Master, I have finished writing the project management system. I asked Liang Fafa and all three of them to proofread it. This is after proofreading, and I have changed it. Please correct me on my manuscript."
Old Chen was very happy and took the manuscript: "Haha, is it finished? Then I have to read my apprentice's masterpiece."
Took the manuscript. , in addition to the six words "Project Management System" on the cover, there is a line of small words below - "Chief Editor: Chen Heming and Gao Zhendong".
When Lao Chen saw this, he said "呲ala", tore off the cover, rubbed it twice, and threw it in the trash can.
Gao Zhendong couldn't stop him: "Master, what are you doing?"
Old Chen shook his head: "You respect the teacher, I understand, and I accept your intention, but this is inappropriate, this I am not the editor-in-chief of this book.”
Gao Zhendong sighed: “Aren’t you planning to give me some advice?”
Old Chen smiled: "Haha, I will definitely give my opinion, but it won't count as the editor-in-chief. Put my name there. I won't be able to pass my own test. Just put me at the front among the editors. That's it, no need to say more. Leave the book here and I will read it as soon as possible, and I will give you my opinion later."
It can be seen that although Lao Chen is not willing to give up due to his own sense of morality, he is still very happy with his apprentice's wishes.
As a result, before getting off work, he saw Lin Lianwei again. Has this comrade been very busy recently?
As soon as Lin Lianwei entered the door and saw Gao Zhendong there, a big stone fell to his heart.
These days, finding someone depends on your luck. Without a mobile phone, the phone is inconvenient. You can only try your luck in the field. If the person is not there, you can only leave a message.
When Gao Zhendong saw Lin Lianwei, he probably had some problem with him, but he was not a missile engineer, so there seemed to be no reason for this guy to dig in here.
Gao Zhendong asked him to sit down: "Lian Wei, do you want to thank me? Haha"
Lin Lianwei looked ashamed: "Thanks are due. I will send you a letter of thanks later. Hehe, but I have business with you today."
Seeing that there was business, Gao Zhendong did not Poor: "Oh? You said."
Lin Lianwei thought for a while and said: "We have a material with good other properties, but it feels a little heavy. You are engaged in materials, do you have any What can I do? "
Materials, then he came to discuss it with me, and it seemed that he could barely make it. Rolled steel plates can be considered materials.
However, this question is still the same as last time, with no beginning or end. Gao Zhendong is also somewhat used to this kind of speaking in riddles: "What material?"
"I can't say."
This time it's even more extreme. As expected of someone who engages in air-to-air missiles, what he said was purely air-to-air.
I don’t know what materials are used, so the most commonly used methods in steel rolling mills, such as improving quality and reducing weight after heat treatment, are impossible to talk about.
(End of this chapter)