PS: The editor is still unable to get in touch. There is a big phone call. It is the qualification of the great god. Let's guarantee the minimum for two minutes first. I am depressed. It was originally a small climax, but we will talk about it later.
Liu Hai went back to the courtyard by bike at night. On the one hand, he was in the technical department of motorcycles, and a group of technicians were preparing to work overtime all night with drawings. Besides, they could not enter the courtyard.
"My career has finally started." Liu Hai was also very happy. With this background, his technology came out quickly.
These days, the corn, sweet potato, potato and pepper planted are also growing very well. The bangs are weeded and the results are waiting.
In the evening, Second Uncle still came to Liu Hai. Second Uncle easily didn't talk about the factory. Liu Hai had been thinking about seamless steel pipes for a long time. The steel rolling mill should have something to do with that. He was going to visit Li Bing tomorrow. That guy has become the head of the logistics section of the steel rolling mill. He can get some seamless steel pipes. It's OK.
On Saturday, Liu Hai came to the factory. Li Dali didn't go home last night and was left by the technical department to work overtime.
"Good morning, Chief Liu."
"Good morning, Chief Liu."
"Did you eat, Section Chief Liu?" When we arrived at the gate of the factory, people in the factory greeted us one after another. Previously, we were all Secretary Liu and Comrade Liu Hai, but now we are basically Section Chief Liu.
Liu Hai felt a little embarrassed, nodded in response and said modestly: "Deputy, deputy."
In the morning, Liu Hai was pulled down from the technical department and chatted with a group of people for the whole morning. The failure rate of motorcycles and so on in this period was very high, so the drivers would repair the cars. Fortunately, the problems with motorcycles were generally spark plugs and carburetors. The other problems were not likely to occur, and the same was true for cars.
The first is that the materials are not good, and the second is that the technology is not good. Of course, Liu Hai will not point out these problems now. After the 125 motorcycle designed by himself comes out, it will be necessary to change to make it durable, improve materials, and improve production technology.
After lunch, the tricycle returned to the maintenance department. Li Dali had the opportunity to learn to drive. As for the driver's license and license plate, there was no such thing.
Let's put it this way. Even if you drive this tricycle on the street at this time, as long as you don't go to places with guards, no one will stop you.
The factory office is having a meeting, and the head of the technical section is reporting to the leader's leading group: "Comrade Liu Hai's tricycle is indeed made by themselves, and they didn't take a part from the factory."
"Many parts are different from ours, many designs are different, and the powertrain is simpler."
"But there are also disadvantages. The tricycle has no reverse gear, which is inconvenient."
When the factory director and the secretary heard this, they looked at each other. In fact, they were afraid of Liu Haina's parts. Although they were skilled, they were far inferior to their own design and manufacture.
"Section chief Liu is a talented person. He uses a lathe in our workshop, which is better than those who have touched the lathe for half a year."
"It's the same in our workshop. It can be seen at a glance. The sharpening technique is also very good."
"That's what smart people do."
When the factory director heard this, he said, "Comrade Liu Hai, this is a modified vehicle. The motorcycle is put in the maintenance department, and we should consult with the maintenance department about what to use."
The factory director's meaning is that the workshop directors and the department heads can understand it for a second. It's useless to use a motorcycle to talk to section head Liu.
"In the office, I went to get the license plate and the driver's license, as well as the driver's license. Comrade Liu Hai had learned how to drive when he was training for the militia," the factory director said again.
"No problem."
In the afternoon, Liu Hai had an extra notebook. One was a motorcycle driver's license, a blue notebook, someone's photo, height, weight, address, unit and other information (there were one, two or three grades at that time, but the specific level of what car to drive was not found out, so I have some suggestions.)
After work or by bike, the courtyard can't be put out. The alley can go in, but what about the gate?
The next morning, Liu Hai went to the place where the literacy class was located. Others had a simple exam, read a text, and then wrote a diary.
Liu Hai was placed in the office of the primary school, taking two tests, math and Chinese.
One of the three invigilators is from the Dongcheng District Education Bureau, the other is the principal of the primary school here, and then a teacher.
After Liu Hai finished his math problems, the teacher corrected the paper on the spot.
After the Chinese exam, the teacher continued to correct the paper.
After the correction, the headmaster filed the paper. The person from the Education Bureau took out a red copy and handed it to Liu Hai: "Comrade Liu Hai, congratulations."
"Thank you, thank you." Liu Hai is still dreaming. Is it so fast to get the certificate?
"This is what we should do, and we are looking forward to Chief Liu's college entrance examination next year." The man from the Education Bureau shook hands with Liu Hai. Now there is no one in Dongcheng District who does not know about Liu Hai. First, Liu Hai won three gold medals in a row, breaking three domestic records. If you know this, there may be others who do not know it.
But this time, all units in Dongcheng District knew about the expansion of the motorcycle factory, and the big leader praised it personally. Of course, more importantly, hundreds of workers were needed for the expansion, which... as part of the Dongcheng District's own plate, how could it be that... near the water, buildings and terraces, you can get the month first.
Although it sounds strange that motorcycle factories engage in honeycomb briquette, it does not hinder them, because many large enterprises are actually a small society, some from kindergarten to high school, and even some universities.
The literacy class is not optimistic. Half of the students who fail to pass the exam will be issued a certificate of completion. Those who fail to pass the exam will be in trouble for the time being.
Mr. Zhu has also completed the task. He has been running for several Sundays. Later, other teachers will do it.
It was agreed that Liu Hai would go back to the motorcycle factory to have a meal at one o'clock in the afternoon. Recently, there have been a lot of orders and the factory has worked overtime.
The canteen has more than doubled, because there are three more workshops.
Dining in the canteen is cheap, and food tickets are not needed. Of course, there are food tickets and meal tickets printed by the factory itself, which are exchanged for money.
Li Dali and his wife are learning to ride motorcycles. They also got their driving licenses together. The logistics department sent two barrels of gasoline directly.
When the bangs arrive at the canteen, the spoon of the canteen doesn't dare to shake. One spoonful of three fresh foods is full.
There was an endless stream of people who greeted each other warmly. Chief Liu shouted.
After dinner, Liu Hai still rode his bike to make up lessons. This time, Liu Hai brought two jin of loose wine. Teacher Zhu said that he would introduce a Russian teacher, Lao Maozi.
"Xiao Hai, this is Petrov."
"Mr. Peter, this is what I mean by bangs." At Mr. Zhu's home, a young man in his thirties, with black hair and a little beard.
"Comrade Liu Hai, thank you for your gift. I like it very much." Petrov first took the white wine from Liu Hai, and then said in Mandarin.
Liu Hai also opened his mouth and said, "In the future, please bother Mr. Peter."
"No, Comrade Liu Hai, you should call me Petrov, which means" hill "in Russian." Petrov shook his head quickly and said.
"Mr. Petrov."
"Very good, Comrade Liu Hai, Russian is relatively difficult to learn." Petrov is tall, at least one meter eighty-five, and tall.
"I will try my best." Hearing Petrov calling himself comrade, the bangs felt strange. In modern bangs, I heard this name from some old Maozi.