The conference room waiter Feng Xiaochen himself didn't know why he was so impulsive. He took advantage of the lunch break and wrote this picture number on Luo Xiangfei's notes. Seeing Luo Xiangfei's eyes as sharp as an awl, he suddenly felt a little nervous:

Is it really appropriate to expose yourself in such a rough way?

Are you really ready to reach the forefront of this surging era now?

Feng Xiaochen is a temporary worker hired by the Logistics Department of the Metallurgical Department. He was recruited in accordance with the regulations of "implementing policies". Previously, he became an educated youth after graduating from junior high school. He worked in a poor county under Nanjiang Province for more than three years. Then he returned to the provincial capital with the wave of educated youth returning to the city and entered the Metallurgical Department. Due to his low education and no skills, and the agency has some discrimination against such non-old third-class educated youth, Feng Xiaochen was assigned to work as a handyman in the Logistics Department. His daily daily work is to sweep the corridors, open water, or Dangdang porters.

This time, Luo Xiangfei brought six or seven officials from the capital to the Metallurgy Department to discuss the issue of reducing funds. Feng Xiaochen was arranged to serve in the conference room. The pile of drawings was moved by him and several other handymen from the warehouse. Similar to such a job, he has done more than a dozen times in the past year.

Every time the RB people come to negotiate, Feng Xiaochen and his team will move the drawings weighing several tons from the warehouse to the conference room, and then sort them out. During the negotiations, Feng Xiaochen and his team will take turns to watch in the conference room to prevent fire, theft and spies... If there are spies, when the negotiations are over, Feng Xiaochen will be responsible for transporting the drawings back to the warehouse for preservation, and they will also be arranged according to the category so that the technicians can review them at any time. It can be said that engineers such as Lu Jianyong and others have no understanding of these drawings as deep as Feng Xiaochen.

Of course, what I said before was Feng Xiaochen more than ten days ago. And now standing in front of Luo Xiangfei, the educated youth who had only a junior high school diploma and could not even write about ABC, was hidden in his body a soul from 40 years later.

Feng Xiaochen, director of the Strategic Department of the National Major Equipment Office, was known as the youngest, most capable and most promising cadre. He didn't know which agency he accidentally touched. He couldn't help but traveled through the vast space and space, and came to Nanjiang Province in 1980, possessed by such a temporary worker in the Metallurgical Department. When he first arrived in this space and time, he was not even used to the "great unity" pattern on the banknotes and could not stand the snail residence without a bathroom. More than ten days later, he finally digested the soul in his original body, was able to call his parents calmly, and also learned to hold a inferior cigarette in his arms and call other young people in the logistics industry, calling him brothers and brothers.

This coordination meeting was the first time Feng Xiaochen had participated in such a high-level meeting after traveling through time. Of course, saying "participation" was really a compliment to him. His identity was just a waiter who served tea and water. Before that moment, Luo Xiangfei had not even seen him in front of him, and perhaps he had not even noticed his existence in the conference room.

Others regarded Feng Xiaochen standing in the corner of the house as a little transparent, but Feng Xiaochen himself felt that he was deeply trapped in the venue. Listening to the crowd's eloquence, but no words fell on the most critical point, he couldn't help but want to rush to the conference table several times, slapped the table, and shouted: Shut up, this is not the case at all!

In his previous life, Feng Xiaochen, as the director of the Major Equipment Office, participated in countless coordination meetings at higher levels and participated in countless negotiations with foreign investors. He knew everything about steel equipment well, and nothing could be hidden from his eyes. More importantly, Feng Xiaochen had special research on the 1780mm hot rolling mill of Nanjiang Steel Plant. Not only did he know the past of this rolling mill like everyone in the conference room, he also knew the future of this rolling mill very well.

When Feng Xiaochen entered the Major Equipment Office, the 1780mm hot rolling mill in Nanjiang Steel Plant was still in operation, but it was on the verge of being eliminated and demolished. The introduction of this hot rolling mill was a very sensational event in the early 1980s and was also a very sensitive topic in the equipment industry. In public, everyone should carefully avoid some of the things that occurred in the introduction of this rolling mill.

Feng Xiaochen once had an accidental opportunity to go to the home of an old leader who had been retired for many years to give some New Year gifts. On the wall of the old leader's house, he saw a yellowed drawing with a thick red pen marking the word "shame". At that time, Feng Xiaochen was slight, so he naturally did not dare to ask the old leader about the whole story. Afterwards, he learned from other colleagues indirectly that this drawing came from the Nanjiang 1780 hot rolling mill, and the old leader was the official who participated in the negotiations for the introduction of the hot rolling mill.

According to the person who worked with the old leader at that time, at the celebration banquet for the hot rolling mill, the old leader got drunk and cried loudly after returning to the guesthouse, saying that the introduction of the 1780 hot rolling mill was a lifelong shame. He had been revolutionizing for most of his life, but before he retired, he committed such a great crime to the country and the people and had no face to see the martyrs.

Feng Xiaochen clearly remembered that the old leader's name was Luo Xiangfei, and the drawing number was KBS-3720.

Luo Xiangfei didn't see this drawing until the project was put into production. In other words, he found this drawing specifically. This time, with Feng Xiaochen's reminder, this drawing appeared in front of Luo Xiangfei in advance.

"Xiao Hou, Master Lu, please pause for a while. Please come and take a look at this drawing for me."

After looking at the drawings for five minutes, Luo Xiangfei suddenly spoke. Everyone stopped and looked at Luo Xiangfei with a pale face in surprise. Liu Huimin helped to make a place on the conference table and let Luo Xiangfei put the drawings down. Hou Shoupeng, engineers of the National Metallurgical Design Institute, and Lu Jianyong and others came over together, leaned on the table and began to study the drawings.

“Is this a connecting slider?”

"I think it's a cone, right?"

"Maybe it a component of the archway, a triangle support?"

"Oh, just looking at an isolated picture, you can't guess..."

Everyone started thinking and thought about the parts they were familiar with. There were thousands of parts in a set of hot rolling mill, and the weight was as high as tens of thousands of tons. It was not easy to analyze where the part was based on a drawing alone. Another important reason was that the rolling mills used and built by China in the past were based on the Ansteel 1700mm rolling mill built by the Soviet Union in the 1950s. The RB rolling mill in the 1970s was a world apart from the Soviet rolling mill in the 1950s. It was a very different place for everyone to even look at the overall structure, let alone a part that was split out.

When Luo Xiangfei first saw this drawing, he had such thoughts, so he was puzzled. But then, he suddenly realized that the figure number was written on his notes. It was obvious that there was something strange and it was not reasonable to judge it. When he thought about it, his thinking was relaxed. After he let go, he suddenly recognized the play, and a strange evil fire rose in his heart.

"Don't be obsessed with the rolling mill. Think about it elsewhere. Think about whether you have ever had such things in daily life." Luo Xiangfei's face was dark and reminded everyone.

"daily?"

Everyone was a little confused. Who stayed with the steel factory equipment on a daily basis? How could the equipment of the steel factory be connected to the daily basis?

Lu Jianyong has spent some time in this set of drawings. He roughly recalled the situation of the entire set of drawings, and then looked at the KBS-3720 carefully. After a few minutes of silence, he suddenly swears:

"Teat, the god-killing Japanese devil!"

"I **** the ancestor of the Japanese devils, so fucked me!" Hou Shoupeng also reacted and directly greeted the ancestor of the RB.

"****!" Someone also agreed.

"What does it mean?" Someone who couldn't understand began to ask his colleagues.

"You have never seen it at home, nor have you seen it in the Metallurgical Hall Guesthouse?" a colleague reminded.

"My God! What a fucking thing!"

More and more people understand that even though most people had a little more or less foreign admiration complex back then, they were furious and scolded their mother. These Japanese devils looked like a dear and smiled, looking so worthy of the four words "international friends", but the equipment they provided was really a pitfall.

Just now, everyone was still fighting for an auxiliary equipment worth 100,000 to 80,000 yuan, and they didn't know how to choose. But the game in front of them was just a trick from the Chinese, and everyone was still helping to count the money.

"What's going on? Is there anything wrong with this drawing?"

Qiao Ziyuan is not so skilled in technology, so he didn't come to look at the drawings just now. Seeing that everyone was excited and a little confused, he hurriedly pulled Lu Jianyong and asked.

Lu Jianyong pointed to the drawings and said heartbrokenly: "Director Qiao, I will review you, but I didn't even see the RB people's name in the drawings. The drawing that Director Luo just picked out was not a part on the rolling mill at all."

"It's not a rolling mill component, what is that?" Qiao Ziyuan asked.

Lu Jianyong's lips twitched, and he had no shame to tell the truth. But Qiao Ziyuan stared at him. No matter how embarrassed he was, he could not help but answer. He took a deep breath and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth:

“It’s just a toilet!”

"Flush toilet!"
Chapter completed!