The heavy wrench felt like it weighed a ton, making his arm tremble slightly.
Liu Zhenshan snorted heavily, no longer looking at Wang Dachui, and turned his sharp gaze to Mingzhao, who stood in the shadow of the huge lathe, expressionless from beginning to end.
The anger on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely solemn expression, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible earnestness.
"Comrade Mingzhao!" Liu Zhenshan's voice was calmer, but his unquestionable sense of authority remained undiminished.
"I'm sorry to have startled you! It's my fault for not managing things properly! Don't worry, at Hongxing Factory, in the precision workshop, your plan is the highest order!"
He paused, his gaze sweeping over all the workers in the workshop who were holding their breath, every word clear and distinct.
"I, Liu Zhenshan, on behalf of the factory's Party Committee, hereby declare that all the parameter and process adjustment requests you just made will be implemented immediately! Right now! Unconditionally! Anyone who dares to say another word against it, or dares to shirk responsibility or abandon their post, will face consequences from the factory's rules and regulations!"
The factory manager's order, like a supreme command, instantly silenced all whispers and uneasy glances. Only the low hum of the machines remained in the workshop.
Wang Dachui stood rooted to the spot like a stone statue, his lips pressed into a stiff line, the muscles in his cheeks bulging and bulging, but in the end he didn't move or utter a sound.
That face, covered in oil stains and wrinkles, was filled with resentment and an almost tragic stubbornness.
Just then, a figure hesitantly stepped out from behind Wang Dachui.
Xiao Liu, Wang Dachui's most valued apprentice, looks to be in his early twenties with a slightly immature appearance.
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