Courtyard: Selling the Iron Rice Bowl at the Start

Transmigrated to the Courtyard in 1962, I sold my iron rice bowl at the start.

I will study hard, get into a technical secondary school, and become a technician. When the trend rises, I will ...

Chapter 389 Things Are Happening

"It's probably about time. You should probably disband Group Two by now," Qin Jingru said.

Group Two is a group dedicated to optimizing the production line.

Qin Jingru knew perfectly well that no matter how much optimization was done, you always had to leave some room for the workers below. To put it simply, if one person kept working non-stop and became too overworked, they wouldn't be able to keep up the workload for long. Therefore, during optimization, the higher-ups would also require leaving some leeway for the workers. Don't overdo it. If you optimize to a certain extent and then delve further, big problems will arise.

Reforms, too, must stop once they reach a certain point.

But Wang Shouren's words were rather strange.

Normally, the second group's improvement and reform plan is implemented by the technical department and then goes to the workshop director. For example, a plan implemented in February would be implemented as early as March, giving them just one month to assess the efficiency gains and its effectiveness.

Wang Shouren received the proposal before the Chinese New Year.

Implement it.

Costs did not decrease this month; in fact, they increased slightly.

However, the increase was not high, at most only one percent.

If it's only a one percent increase, that's fine, no big deal. Factory fluctuations are normal, and workers haven't fully recovered after the New Year holidays. It's nothing serious.

But is this price increase across the board, or just an increase in the price of scrapped items?

Those who have never run a factory may not know this.

The production of a motorcycle isn't simply a matter of assembling the components, having workers inspect the assembly, and then considering it a successful product. In fact, this process inevitably involves a defect rate.

It could be a problem with one of the components, or some strange problem might occur during the manual production process.

A relatively mature factory that can achieve a yield rate of over 90% for its first batch is considered a seasoned, top-tier factory.

Most domestic factories are lucky to achieve a 50% yield rate in their first batch of products. Wang Shouren's factory is slightly better, reaching 70-80%.

The remaining 20-30 defective products weren't actually wasted. Most factories would just make do with them and call it a day. After all, they hadn't been put into production yet, so they weren't really considered secondhand. But at Wang Shouren's factory, they rarely did that. Most of the defective products were taken to the second workshop for people to practice on. Of course, that doesn't mean these things were wasted.

Some of the more valuable items, like engines, are still reused.

Given this probability of scrap, improving the yield rate is essentially reducing costs.

During this period, Wang Shouren frequently visited those schools and also made contact with the United States to send people abroad for further study, all in preparation for future upgrades and transformations.

The current stagnation is what he finds strange.

Because the plan was being updated, it never stopped.

"You figured it out from such a small amount of data?" Qin Jingru looked curiously at the data sheets laid out in front of Wang Shouren.

"That depends on how well you control the factory."

When a company grows to a certain size, as a manager, it's no longer possible to follow each employee to every workstation. The only feedback you can get is data. And determining what data is normal and what data is abnormal relies solely on a manager's experience. If a piece of data becomes problematic or abnormal, and you don't notice it...

Then, the troubles that need to be dealt with will gradually increase.

"Go find Zuo Yan and ask him to keep an eye out for it."

Zuo Yan was among the earliest workers to follow Wang Shouren. Over the years, he's become quite clever and has risen to the position of workshop foreman. His salary is decent, and his family is large; his wife has given him many children. Therefore, he's a fairly hardworking individual.

However, due to his own reasons, he was unable to pursue further studies abroad.

As the car factory develops, now anyone who wants to enter the Universiade needs at least a high school education, otherwise the Universiade won't accept them.

Qin Jingru went to find Zuo Yan, and no sooner had she left than the secretariat informed Wang Shouren that Qin Tian had arrived.

Wang Shouren was somewhat helpless, but he still invited them in.

To everyone's surprise, this time it wasn't just Qin Tian who came. Even Director Liu and Deputy Director Wu from next door came along.

"Oh, the three of you, what wind could have blown all three of you here at the same time? Come, come, have a seat." Wang Shouren stood up to greet his guests.

"Old Wang, what are you saying? What, you don't welcome us?" Director Liu chuckled and handed over a cigarette, then skillfully sat down on Wang Shouren's sofa, remarking as he sat down, "If you ask me, you, Old Wang, really know how to enjoy life. We don't have these kinds of foreign gadgets where we're from."

"Come on, if you want to buy it, you can't afford it?" Wang Shouren rolled his eyes.

Sofas aren't something that only appeared after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Before liberation, many capitalists liked to have some in their homes. Later, these capitalists left, and many people ended up with sofas in their homes. They were certainly novel at the time, but once the novelty wore off, they were just like any other sofa.

Moreover, it was a sensitive time, and who would actually put such a thing in the house?

The saying "once bitten by a snake, twice shy" is no joke.

"Hahaha, I can afford it, but it's not as comfortable as yours, Old Wang's." Factory Director Liu laughed heartily, crossed his legs, and lit a cigarette for himself.

Wang Shouren's lips twitched slightly upon seeing this.

Good grief, something's up.

Qin Tian, ​​needless to say, is a perfect example of someone who "doesn't show his joy on his face," a standard politician prospect.

But Director Liu is a retired soldier. To put it nicely, he's genuinely kind. To put it bluntly, he's got a dog's face.

If he ever needs something from you, he'll immediately come running over with a beaming smile, using every trick in the book. But once he's given you something, wow, he changes completely. It's not that he turns his back on you, it's just that all that initial enthusiasm disappears, and he'll happily tell you, "I consider you a brother."

The way they used to treat you like a father has completely disappeared.

Conversely, if anything falls into his hands, then changes will follow.

What's changed? Well, he wants to be your father, that's for sure.

Seeing his nonchalant demeanor, Wang Shouren knew that trouble was brewing.