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175 Everything starts with a lathe (3)

"Boss, you should press this first stove yourself." As time goes by, there are more and more people in the smelting workshop. As long as the furnace in the smelting workshop starts to heat up, it will not stop. Qu Yuanshan raised his wrist and looked at the time, and said to Yun Fei.

It was already nine o'clock, and the workers were nervously waiting for the arrival of the time stipulated by the boss.

At 18th and 9:18th in the winter month of the lunar calendar, the Arabic numeral 18918 is homophonic to be pronounced nine. This homophonic is quite auspicious for a private boss who wants to get a good start. There is no worker talking about the boss's feudal superstition. After all, if Yun Fei, the young boss, goes bankrupt in this factory, at least he can recover a large part of these investments. But these workers are not able to do it.

If the company goes bankrupt, they will have nothing but themselves. Although all the workers who come here provide houses, they only have the right to use and have no ownership rights. The workers have no other meaning in this matter except thinking that Yun Fei is stingy. After all, Yun Fei’s private boss is not the country.

In these months, these workers who were able to stay finally understand the difference between private bosses and their state-owned enterprises. In private bosses' factories, it is basically impossible to get a salary if you don't work, unless you are the boss's family.

So whether the new company can be ignited for the first time and whether everything goes well is related to whether they will eat braised vegetables or enjoy delicious food in the future. Yun Fei, the young boss, said that everyone's salary will be linked to the company's efficiency in the future. Only when the company makes money can they get more.

"It's almost twenty minutes left, why are you anxious? By the way, the reserves of coke are enough?" Yun Fei said without rushing, but his heart became more and more nervous.

My mother Wenbin drove the company's Santana to the hospital early in the morning to pick up Ni Lishuang and the other two girls from the Mao family before she had yet to go to the workshop. Yun Fei looked around in the workshop from 8:30 in the workshop. In this world, except for the uncle and two cousins ​​who are related to blood, the rest is Ni Lishuang who is closest to him. Although Ni Lishuang is very unfamiliar to him now.

Since seeing the girl lying on the hospital bed overlapping with the girl in her memory, Yun Fei discovered that she had a feeling of intimacy with Ni Lishuang. This feeling is much more natural than those who came to Mao Yingjie, Qing Yu'e and others. This may be because of the memory left by the body, or perhaps it is because of his slim heart, and pity for this girl who suffered all the hardships in this era of life becoming a better place.

During these days when Ni Lishuang was hospitalized, Yun Fei would go to the hospital to see Ni Lishuang, a gentle but strong girl. The impression left in his mind, coupled with the feelings he gradually developed over the years, Ni Lishuang's position in Yun Fei's heart has suppressed the little cabbage Ye Beichun. Although Yun Fei would send money and write letters to Ye Beichun every month, no matter how busy he is, he would no longer have the same thoughts as before.

Now I think about it, when I first came to this era, I was too impatient. In this era where money is the main one, as long as I have money, what else can I get? Talking about feelings? It’s really nonsense. Although I saw the little Baicai sisters, it was amazing. But I would never have much deeper feelings.

How deep feelings can be cultivated in two months?

As for the matter with Xiao Baicai, Yun Fei didn't really think much about it now. His daily busyness made him have no time to think about it. Writing a letter to Xiao Baicai is just to perform official duties, and I don't know why, and I have never received a reply from Xiao Baicai. Yun Fei himself also knows that many young and frivolous so-called love is just a flower in the water and the moon in the mirror, and in the end it is nothing.

For Xiao Baicai, sending a few hundred yuan a month is just a small amount for Yun Fei, but this money can be of great use to Xiao Baicai and the others.

Many times, Yun Fei was too busy to think about Xiao Baicai and Ni Lishuang, but at this moment, he had a great hope that he would have the closest person to be by his side and share his joy.

"Xiaoyun, it's already nine o'clock now, you can be ready." Qu Yuanshan saw Yun Fei still wandering around the sky at this time, and patted Yun Fei's shoulder. Mao Yingjie, Qing Yu'e and others stood aside and waited for the arrival of this important moment.

"No hurry, there are eight minutes left. When three minutes left, it will be too late to prepare." Yun Fei pretended to be extremely calm and calm on the surface, but his heart had already raised his throat.

In this cold winter, especially on the morning when the sun had just risen, fine beads of sweat had already emerged from Yun Fei's forehead.

Qu Yuanshan sighed when he saw the performance of the young boss in front of him. Although this child is young, he is too brave. He has such great courage for a state-owned enterprise that is about to go bankrupt and a factory under the military industry system, and has devoted his life to this factory.

To say that he is not nervous, that is nonsense. He himself, the new workshop director, is nervous. The company's business is good or bad, but it is related to whether he can get an annual salary of 100,000 in the future! What a huge number is a 100,000 yuan? The monthly salary that he didn't dare to think about before was 100,000 yuan, but this young boss gave it to him. As for the boss's annual salary of the workshop director in the future, he felt that it was not the boss who was trying to motivate them to work and draw big pie for them.

"We are not late, are we?" Just as Yun Fei was planning to say that he would not wait for Ni Lishuang, his white Santana drove directly into the workshop. Ni Lishuang's thin body appeared in Yun Fei's sight.

"It just happened to be right. You can wait now, and you will be unable to catch up with the time." Yun Fei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Ni Lishuang finally arrived at this critical moment and was able to witness his most important step.

On December 11, 1992, the 11th day of the winter month of the lunar calendar, at 9:18:00 in the morning, Yun Fei, a young man under 19 years old, pressed heavily on the green button on the largest smelting furnace control cabinet in the entire smelting workshop with his rough index finger.

"Boom..." The hydrogen that had just been opened in the smelting furnace with three layers of coke burned violently under the force of the electronic ignition system.

"boom……"

"boom……"

With several violent roars, except for the furnaces that were aged and heat-treated in the entire smelting workshop, all the furnaces used to melt steel for casting were gas-fired.

Seeing that all the fires that had been shut down for several years had been successfully lit in the stove, the warm applause had already started.

"Dad Mao, Dad Yu, thank you guys, please send you red envelopes..." Seeing that the fire had already started to burn, the stone pressing in Yun Fei's heart was finally released. Now the only thing left is to wait, wait for the temperature in the furnace to rise, and the iron ingots to turn into molten iron before pouring. This will take more than ten hours.

This first batch of molten iron has no temperature before ignition, so the heating time must be longer, otherwise it will cause great harm to these master-like furnaces.

These furnaces were originally just used coke or coal as fuel, but in the 1980s, they were transformed into a mixed fuel between hydrogen and coke by the 9327 plant. Of course, natural gas can also be used. However, for some reason, they used the most unsafe hydrogen as gas fuel.

"Let's go, we have nothing to do here. By this time tomorrow, in a few days, when the various parts of the machine tool bed are cast, the entire factory will be in a busy and busy life." Yun Fei walked to the hospital who had been in the hospital for several months. Now, he was no longer skinny but still thin, and said to her.

"Is this over?" Ni Lishuang asked in surprise.

Such a large factory started construction, and there was no sound outside. The boss Yun Fei did not make any speech. Just just finish with his finger on the start button?

"What else can you do if you have to do it? Do you have to make the city full of storms like those nouveau riche?" Yun Fei said lightly.

"But, our factory is so big..." Although Ni Lishuang spent most of her time in Rongcheng, she could not stay in the hospital quietly after her health improved. Yun Fei disagreed with her being discharged early. He didn't want the girl to suffer any root cause in order to save a little money.

Mao Laowu and Mao Laosan are not lonely either. They encourage Ni Lishuang to go out to visit Rongcheng every day.

"Brother Yunfei, your factory has been put into production, what are you still worried about?" Ni Lishuang followed Yunfei into the car, and the three girls from the Mao family also got into the car. Mao Laosi is now his assistant, and Mao Laosan and Mao Laowu have been taking care of Ni Lishuang in the hospital and have not arranged a job yet.

"Don't you know that although the factory has started construction, it is the first process, and there are dozens or hundreds of processes behind it. Only when our first batch of lathes are produced can I feel at ease..." Yun Fei slowly drove the car while explaining to Ni Lishuang beside him.

In the production of machine tools, every process is very important.

As long as there is a problem in any process, it will be related to the production progress of the entire equipment.
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