Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 350 The little bastard is dishonest
Under the leadership of the guards, Yang Jun and others drove into the arsenal in a car.

This is just the entrance of the factory, far from the real production area.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the street lights in the factory area gradually turned on.

The arsenal was built against the mountain, almost like a medium-sized town.

Hospitals, libraries, canteens, cinemas, guest houses, shops, and family areas are all available.

This scene made Yang Jun itchy, and he agreed that it was a large factory of similar size and size. Look at other people's factories, and then look at his own.

There is simply one heaven and one underground.

Up to now, the steel rolling mill does not have its own shopping mall and guest house, let alone a library and cinema.

Of course, the steel rolling mill also has a cinema, but it was converted into a large auditorium, specially used for conferences. The cinema is only a decoration in name only.

Let’s look at our hospital. There are two buildings at the front and back. The outpatient building and inpatient department are very complete.

Although the hospital at the steel rolling mill is under construction, even if it is built, it will not be as big as others. Not to mention anything else, the two buildings there are five stories, while the one at the steel rolling mill is only three stories.

It makes me mad just thinking about it.

Yang Jun thought that after this inspection was over, he would organize the steel rolling mill and build all the necessary facilities.

In fact, the steel rolling mill is not short of money.

Not only is it not short of money, it can be said that it is a very rich unit. The main reason is that the former director Yang Jianguo was too conservative and did not pay much attention to logistics construction and focused all his energy on production.

Of course, Yang Jianguo cannot be entirely blamed for this.

The supporting facilities of the steel rolling mill are not complete, mainly due to its proximity to the city. These facilities are not necessary to build, but they are just more legwork.

The arsenal is different. It is far away from the city, nestled in the mountains, and only a day's drive from the city. Therefore, facilities such as hospitals and guest houses must be equipped.

The car drove for about ten minutes and finally stopped in front of a building.

Yang Jun took a look and saw the words 'Arsenal Guesthouse' written on this building. '

There were five or six people standing at the door of the guest house, and before the car stopped, they gathered around.

"Director Yang, welcome, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to visit our factory."

The car door opened, and a cadre in his 50s reached out to him.

"Hello, who are you?"

Yang Jun shook hands with him and asked doubtfully.

"Oh, let me introduce myself first. My name is Guan Handong, and I am the deputy director of the arsenal. These few are cadres from various departments of our factory."

Afterwards, Guan Handong introduced the people who followed him to Yang Jun.

Yang Jun shook hands and greeted them one by one, and then introduced his people to them.

"This is Liu Feng, deputy director of our steel rolling mill..."

"This Secretary Yuan Kaizong..."

……

After everyone exchanged greetings, Guan Handong led Yang Jun and his party to the guest house.

The director of the arsenal, Chen Shanhe, failed to greet him in person. Although Yang Jun felt a little uncomfortable, he didn't take it to heart.

After all, he is the director of the arsenal, and he is just the leader of a state-owned enterprise. Although the two have similar positions and remuneration, it is obvious that the status of his arsenal is a higher level than that of the steel rolling mill.

It was a great honor for him to be able to allow the deputy factory director to receive him.

After Guan Handong led Yang Jun and others in, he chatted for a while and then went back.

After all, he's already off work, so he can't stay with him all the time.

There were more than 20 people in Yang Jun's group, and they were all arranged in the guest house, with two people sharing a room, while leaders of Yang Jun's level were in a separate room.

After returning to the room, Yang Jun went to bed and remained motionless. After riding in the car for a day, his bones were almost falling apart. Except for his stomach growling, other parts of his body were on strike.

"Brother, wash your face. The staff said we will go down to eat in 10 minutes."

Ma Juzi brought a basin of water and a white towel on his shoulders.

"Oh, after hearing what you said, I'm really a little hungry."

Yang Jun rubbed his belly and got up to wash his face.

"I've been hungry for a long time, and I haven't even eaten enough at lunch."

Ma Juzi closed the door and sat on the chair, looking weak.

Yang Jun smiled.

When has your kid ever had enough to eat?

Every day I am either hungry or in the process of starving.

"Okay, if you hold on a little longer, you can go down to eat soon."

As soon as Ma Juzi heard about the food, he immediately became energetic.

He sat upright and asked excitedly.

"Brother, tell me, will they have enough to take care of later? I didn't bring that many food stamps."

"When you're full, you can eat with all your heart. You don't have to worry about food stamps." Yang Jun said with a smile.

They are here for inspection, not on a business trip.

If you are traveling on a business trip, you should bring your own food stamps, hand them over to the canteen of the company where you are traveling, and share meals with others.

The inspection is different. They are guests, and the arsenal has to take care of the food.

Just like a steel rolling mill, a large amount of money is used to entertain guests every year. People come from afar, so you can't let them bring their own food stamps.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Ma Juzi relaxed and changed into a comfortable position, half lying down.

After washing my face, I was about to go back to bed and lie down for a while when I heard the sound of chopsticks hitting bowls from the corridor, and then I heard someone shouting from downstairs,
"Let's have dinner!"

When Ma Juzi heard this, he jumped up from his chair as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"Brother, it's time to eat."

Yang Jun lazily stood up and followed him.

Come to the cafeteria on the first floor.

There are so many people here, there are more than 200 people in the whole cafeteria.

The people in the steel rolling mill were stunned.

How is this going?

The guest house canteen is not a staff canteen, so why are there so many people there?
Everyone was dumbfounded and didn't know where to sit at the table.

Fortunately, at this time, a canteen staff member stood on a stool, put his hands together like a trumpet and shouted,
"Everyone be quiet and listen to me."

"Ten people per table, sit wherever you like."

After everyone heard this, they didn't mind the hostel's attitude. They had been hungry all day, so they had better hurry up and find a seat to fill their stomachs.

Food has already been set on the table, a pot of pork and cabbage stewed with vermicelli, and a pot of stewed big fish in an iron pot. There is a basket next to it. When the quilt is opened, there is steaming steamed buns inside.

"Director, there is a place there."

Jiang Haitao saw that there were three empty seats at a table near the back, so he pulled Yang Jun and Ma Juzi over. "I'll go take a seat first."

Ma Juzi just leaned on his iron tower-like body and opened a bloody path for Yang Jun in front.

As soon as the three of them sat down, they heard someone at the same table calling him.

"Lao Yang, why are you here?"

Yang Jun heard this and looked up.

He saw Mao Hua and Gao Dongzhi looking at him in shock.

"Why are you here?" Yang Jun asked in surprise.

These two are no one else.

One is Mao Hua, the director of the Red Star No. [-] Steel Rolling Plant.The other one is Gao Dongzhi, the director of the Red Star No. [-] Steel Rolling Plant.

"You said it first, we asked it first."

"Speak first, don't you know the principle of first come, first served?" Yang Jun said with a smile.

"Okay, I won't play charades with you anymore, we are here to inspect the arsenal."

Gao Dongzhi said with a smile: "Lao Yang, please don't tell me that you are also here to inspect the arsenal."

Yang Jun smiled and said nothing.

"Wocao, you really are here to grab orders."

Mao Hua and Gao Dongzhi exclaimed in unison.

In fact, when Yang Jun saw the two of them, he knew that it was not his family who was inspecting the arsenal this time.

"I said, Lao Yang, are you too unreasonable? Last time, your factory stole our order for six or seven machines. Why are you still stealing it this time?"

"Hey, Lao Gao, what you said is wrong, isn't it? What do you mean we rob? We won that order based on our strength, okay?"

Yang Jun frowned and said.

Last time, the reason why the six-seven-pass machine was produced by the steel rolling mill was not only because the big boss wanted to fish, but also because of the need for confidentiality.

At that time, after the superiors announced that the order would be given to the third steel rolling mill, Mao Hua and Gao Dongzhi went to the big boss because of this matter. They said that the big boss was biased and gave all good orders to the third steel rolling mill, just like the third steel rolling mill. At a glance, the factory was his own son, and their first and second steel rolling mills seemed to have been picked up from the roadside.

Everyone wants to make military industry orders. In addition to the large quantity, people pay quickly. Unlike other companies, they don't hold back and have to delay for several months. Otherwise, it is a triangular debt, and they are at odds with each other. Not refreshing at all.

"Okay, Lao Gao, in terms of words, we are no match for him together. Don't make yourself miserable," Mao Hua advised.

"Come on, listen to you, Mao. We brothers still want to live for two more years. Today, I will let you go." Gao Dongzhi pointed at Yang Jun, expressing his speechlessness.

"Two brothers, what's going on today? Why are we all together?"

Yang Jun looked around and asked in a low voice.

Mao Hua and Gao Dongzhi are both older than him. They are both in their 50s, so they don't suffer any disadvantage if they are called brother.

"Haha, not only are we together, but you can also look at the table next to us."

Mao Hua faintly pointed at the people at the table next to him and said,

"Did you see that the old money from Anshan Iron and Steel Co., Ltd. is also here."

Then he pointed to the table behind him and said, "Ma Gang's grandson is here too."

"Old Liu from Baogang..."

"Old Liao from Jigang..."

"..."

Point them out one by one along with the hairiness.

Yang Jun was surprised to find that almost all steel mill directors in the country were here.

No wonder there are so many people in the cafeteria. It turns out there is more than one inspection team.

"You two go and call Factory Manager Liu and Secretary Yuan."

Yang Jun noticed something was wrong and immediately asked Ma Juzi and Jiang Haitao to go to the next table to replace Liu Feng and Yuan Kaizong.

He could see that the people sitting at this table were people from their first and second steel rolling mills.

He felt that this matter was not trivial and wanted to call Lao Yuan and the others over to discuss it.

Yang Jun: "Brothers, what is going on? There shouldn't be so many steel mills competing for one order."

Mao Hua glanced around, then changed seats with the person next to him, sat next to Yang Jun, and whispered,

"I heard that there is a turtle grandson who is dishonest, and the superiors have decided to educate him."

Yang Jun was surprised when he heard this and thought about it carefully.

In this year in history, there was indeed a restless little bastard in the southwest who was provocative and provocative all day long. The higher-ups decided to give them a beating.

If Mao Hua hadn't reminded him, Yang Jun would have almost forgotten this important historical event.

He secretly blamed himself. His comfortable life made him ignore the happenings around him.

After carefully recalling it, that incident happened in October, that is, it happened within the past month.

Yang Jun suddenly understood why the higher-ups asked so many steel mills to take this order. The battlefield was changing rapidly and a large number of weapons were needed to support it.

That's why the above asked so many steel mills to take this order.

As a time traveler, Yang Jun naturally knows the direction of historical events, and he knows that this event will end soon.

After the grandfather educated his grandson, he behaved with his tail between his legs for a while.

This behavior lasted for decades.

After Yang Jun knew the inside story, he felt relieved.

For this order, more than a dozen steel mills were working together, which could be said to be a waste of resources, but he did not dare to talk nonsense and could only take the matter seriously.

If nothing else.

All steel mills will get this order.

After eating, Yang Jun immediately called Yuan Kaizong and Liu Feng to his room.

"Old Liu, you go back overnight, put down all the production tasks on hand, count the inventory, and deal with this order."

Liu Feng looked embarrassed when he heard this.

"Director, this is inappropriate. Before the order is received, you asked me to stop production. Then..."

"If something goes wrong, I take full responsibility."

Yang Jun didn't wait for his objection and made a decision directly.

"Lao Yang, isn't it safe?"

Yuan Kaizong also felt that Yang Jun's decision was a bit hasty.

Stopping production is no joke. If the task cannot be completed by then, the monsters from above will come down, which will be enough to drink a pot.

"Don't you two understand me yet? Don't you feel at ease when I do things?"

Yang Jun didn't bother to explain, and besides, he couldn't explain the matter clearly, so he could only say it in one sentence.

"Okay, just do as I say. If anything happens, I will take full responsibility."

(End of this chapter)