Envy is a must.

As the largest industrial enterprise in Star City, being able to join Yonghong Factory is equivalent to having an iron rice bowl. There is no need to worry about life, old age, illness and death, and various welfare benefits are even more generous.

Take the New Year welfare as an example, from the Dragon Boat Festival rice dumplings, the Mid-Autumn Festival moon cakes, to the New Year rice, noodles, oil, meat, fish, there is nothing you can’t think of, and there is nothing that Yonghong Factory cannot deliver.

Even the factory will help with diapers for newborns, and the treatment is not comparable to that of several nearby factories.

Zhuang Jianye didn't know the envious looks of everyone in the car, but he also knew that many people wanted to enter such a factory.

It has to be said that it is a miracle that Zhuang Jianye came in without sharpening his head.

After showing the letter of introduction, Zhuang Jianye walked through the gate guarded by soldiers and entered Yonghong Machinery Factory.

The straight asphalt road cuts the factory area into well-proportioned "tofu blocks", with factory buildings located among them. Each factory and building is surrounded by dense woods, including tall sycamores, hibiscus, cedar and oleander.

, creating abundant oxygen molecules, which completely absorb the acidic and corrosive smell coming from the surface treatment workshop.

As we walked in, the roar of machinery hit us.

This factory is really big, with more than a dozen branches. In addition to machining, there are also sheet metal, casting and forging, hot surface treatment, final assembly and commissioning workshops.

In addition to these main production workshops, there are also tool, tooling, machine repair, power and other workshops, as well as physical and chemical testing centers, metallographic laboratories, regional measurement stations, calculation stations, raw materials, finished product warehouses, oil depots, plumbing, transportation, environmental protection, etc.

department.

There is even a railway connecting to the main line and a three-kilometer-long airstrip.

Building No. 9, which manages such a huge factory area, is located in the center. It is also a famous landmark building in Star City. It was built in the late 1950s. The strong Soviet-style red brick building looks particularly tall and tall.

There are four large square columns on the front. The gray of the square columns and the roof contrasts with the red of the main body, highlighting the majesty and solemnity. On top of the majestic building in the center, there is a shining red five-star, which is particularly solemn and sacred in the sun.

, also shows the unique identity of the national defense industry.

The main building is integrated with the podium buildings on both sides. The terrazzo floor is smooth and smooth, and the stairs are spacious and bright. Zhuang Jianye touched the handrails above. Oh my god, they are all made of high-quality solid wood.

"This material is really honest."

After comparing the various alternatives in his previous life, Zhuang Jianye felt very emotional for a while, then went to the reception room next to him and made a phone call.

Soon, a young man of about twenty-five or six years old hurriedly ran from upstairs. When he saw Zhuang Jianye, he hurriedly greeted him: "Give me your luggage. You hurry up and report. There are a lot of people reporting today."

The person who came was Ning Xiaohui's eldest brother Ning Xiaodong, a clerk in the information section of the factory's intelligence department. He was tall and thin and looked polite. With the name of the department, not to mention he was a bit low-key in intelligence.

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It's just that this intelligence is not that intelligence. Yonghong Factory's main intelligence responsibility is the translation, arrangement and assembly of foreign language technical materials. It is not a real secret agency where agents gather. Ning Xiaodong's main job is to translate foreign language materials and import equipment.

manual.

At this moment, he had already got Zhuang Jianye's luggage in his hands. He immediately looked at his watch and said hurriedly: "I'll go find you after I finish taking care of the things at hand. The old man from the human resources department has already said hello, so go directly there."

That’s fine.”

After saying that, he picked up his luggage and hurried towards the stairs, looking anxious.

Recently, because Yonghong Factory is preparing for a cooperation project with the United States, the Factory Information Office is really busy. Because the supporting materials are all in foreign languages ​​and need to be translated as soon as possible before they can be put into use, so the Factory Information Office has a heavy burden these days.

Ning Xiaohui had told him these things in a letter before coming to the factory. Today, it turned out to be true. Ning Xiaodong, the quasi-eldest brother-in-law, was usually very slow to show off.

As a result, when we met today, it felt like I was on fire. I only had time to say a few words before leaving in a hurry. This shows how much pressure their intelligence department is under.

So, Zhuang Jianye didn't say anything and went directly to the human resources office on the fourth floor.

Because of the greeting from his prospective father-in-law, the report and work implementation were completed very quickly. Zhuang Jianye, a technician in the second room of the Laboratory Section of the Technology Department, was assigned to the job.

I can't say it's very good, but it's not bad either. It's a fairly standard type of ordinary technical work.

There was no way, with so many eyes staring at him in the factory, he, a graduate who was assigned to Yonghong Factory by exception, went to work as an office in Building 9 as soon as he entered the factory. Mr. Ning had to drown himself in the saliva of the factory.

Therefore, Zhuang Jianye didn't care. The technicians in the experimental department of the Technology Department were more or less satisfactory. After all, he had worked his way up as a technician in his previous life, and he was familiar with this field.

It was already noon when he left the Human Resources Office. Zhuang Jianye went to the cafeteria with several graduates of the same period to eat. In the afternoon, they went to the housing management office to arrange dormitories. He even settled down in Yonghong Factory.

Thinking about it, several people had already arrived at the cafeteria. As soon as they sat down after finishing their meals, they heard a noise at the door of the cafeteria. Several people who were eating and chatting immediately stopped their chopsticks, and a good person stood up.

He stretched his neck and looked towards the door.

I saw a middle-aged man in work clothes, pulling a short but strong young man with an angry face: "Peng Chuan, you son of a bitch, I finally caught you, let's go and find you."

Let the leadership comment."

The young man named Peng Chuan looked panicked, but he refused to admit defeat: "Why should I go to the leader? It's originally a production problem in your workshop. Why are you dragging me in?"

"Why should I come to you? If there hadn't been a problem with your data, how could there have been a problem in our workshop?" The middle-aged man held on to Peng Chuan and refused to let go, as he was about to pull him away.

Of course Peng Chuan couldn't let his opponent succeed and held on for dear life. The problem was that he was strong and strong, but he couldn't stand up to the master worker who had been engaged in heavy physical work all year round. He was pulled and staggered after a few rounds, causing Peng Chuan to drop the bag in his hand.

To the side, there were books and materials scattered on the floor.

"My stuff!"

Seeing the books and materials in the bag scattered and being stepped on by the onlookers around, Peng Chuan was so distressed that he almost cried. He couldn't help but get angry. He didn't know where he got the strength to break free from the middle-aged man's pull.

He quickly ran to the books and materials and put them into his bag.

When he stood up again, there was also a layer of frost on his face: "Master Cen, the criticism in your precision casting workshop was a decision made by the factory. We are all employees of the factory. That bullshit in your workshop is ruining the situation."

Who doesn’t know why you always hold on to me?”

"That's because there's something wrong with the data you gave me." Master Zhuang obviously wasn't as articulate as Peng Chuan, but he held on to the data without letting go.
Chapter completed!