Director Li's question was one that even Sun Zhengguo found difficult to answer.
Should I tell you that this is the big bone in my space?
As for those big bones from the meat processing plant? There's hardly any meat on them, not even enough to fill a tooth gap.
"Director Li, I certainly don't have any connections. It was just a coincidence! There aren't many people in our unit. If your factory wants to improve our lives like this, it definitely won't work."
This explanation was rather far-fetched, but Director Li didn't pay much attention to it and simply nodded in agreement.
After Sun Zhengguo finished his meal, the two factory directors exchanged pleasantries before returning to their respective offices.
During the afternoon workday, Sun Zhengguo rearranged the tasks.
Some workers were mainly responsible for assembling the machines, while the remaining technical backbone were given new blueprints by Sun Zhengguo to prepare for processing the parts needed for the second precision machine tool.
In addition, for parts that cannot be produced here, Sun Zhengguo also sent out several field staff to coordinate with various units to produce them together.
At the same time, the Machinery Department is also about to undergo a major personnel change.
Minister Duan and Vice Minister Li have been summoned for talks by the organization.
Minister Duan may be promoted further and enter the CPPCC (Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference) to serve as its vice chairman.
As expected, it's almost a certainty that Vice Minister Li will soon be removed from his position as Vice Minister and become the head of the Ministry of Machinery.
Once the probationary period is over, the new appointment will be issued.
Sun Zhengguo was completely unaware of all this. After assigning tasks and handing everything over to Chen Lianshan, he returned to his office.
Since his current two precision machine tools are sufficient, he plans to move into large machine tools.
After careful consideration, Sun Zhengguo decided to first draw up the blueprints for the gantry milling machine, and then draw up the blueprints for the gear hobbing machine.
If these two products can be successfully developed, then together with the two previous precision machine tools, they will not necessarily form a closed loop, but they will already reach over 90%.
In this way, other machine tools can be developed gradually, and we can even move into the field of CNC machine tools.
With a plan in mind, Sun Zhengguo began to write and draw incessantly, displaying the advanced technologies in his mind one by one on the blueprints.
He got so busy that he lost track of time until his younger brother came to call him to leave work.
Along the way, the two brothers also discussed some technical issues, and Sun Zhengguo hoped that his younger brother could become successful as soon as possible.
Before they knew it, the two had returned to the courtyard. Before they even entered the courtyard, they heard a familiar voice inside. Who else could it be but Yan Bugui?
"Damn it, this guy's like a ghost, coming here so early, is he planning to freeload a meal?" Sun Zhengguo cursed inwardly, then pushed his cart into the yard.
When Yan Bugui saw Sun Zhengguo return, the wrinkles on his old face seemed to bloom like flowers, and he spoke to him with a kind smile.
"Jung-guk, it's time to get off work."
"Oh! It's Uncle San. You're here about school, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes! I don't know if you asked for me, what did the school say?" Yan Bugui asked hopefully.
"Uncle, I did ask about this for you, but since this incident just happened, Principal Luo can't really give his opinion yet. I'll ask you to wait until the time is right."
Sun Zhengguo gave a casual remark, saying, "As for whether you're willing to wait, then wait! If you can get news, I'll admit defeat."
Hearing this, Yan Bugui was certainly not willing to give up, and still shamelessly asked again.
"Zhengguo, I knew you were capable, but I'd like to ask, when exactly does 'the time is ripe' mean?"
"Uncle, let me put it this way! I don't know the exact time, but I imagine it will be after this batch of students leaves Hongxing Elementary School. At that time, you might be able to go back to teaching."
"Ah~!"
Yan Bugui was completely dumbfounded. He was teaching second graders, which meant he would have to wait several more years.
"It's over, it's over, how can anyone live like this?" Yan Bugui was seen pounding his chest and wailing.
Then, Yan Bugui looked at Sun Zhengguo as if he had seen a savior.
"Zhengguo, since you can speak to Principal Luo, could you put in a good word for me? If you can let me return to school, I...I...I..."
Yan Bugui spoke for a long time but couldn't get the words out. Finally, he gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and said, enduring immense heartache.
"I'm willing to give you 30 yuan... no, no, no! I... I'm willing to give you 50 yuan to help you with that, is that alright?"
Damn it! Sun Zhengguo looked at Yan Bugui with utter contempt. This miser, did he think that 50 yuan was US dollars?
Even if it were US dollars, Sun Zhengguo wouldn't give it a second glance; it's not like he doesn't have those.
“Uncle, this isn’t about money. It involves many aspects, and Principal Luo is in a difficult position.”
"Ah~!"
"Is he complaining that it's not enough?" Yan Bugui asked in surprise.
He knows this trick all too well!
If Principal Luo doesn't want to help, he will refuse directly.
But now Principal Luo is in a dilemma, and there is only one explanation: the money has not been received.
"Zhengguo, you know what kind of conditions Uncle San's family has! They have too much, I simply can't afford it."
Yan Bugui continued to plead poverty, hoping that Sun Zhengguo would soften his heart and take on the matter.
Sun Zhengguo could only chuckle at this act of feigning poverty.
In this courtyard house, he has the most say in whether a family is rich or poor.
Putting their family aside, the person with the most treasures in the courtyard is the deaf old lady, who has them all buried under the flour jar!
The richest person in the courtyard, and no one would believe it if I told you, is the very person right here who's crying poverty.
You heard right, this person is Yan Bugui.
This guy, true to his small business owner background, has more cash hidden in his house than Yi Zhonghai, nearly 8,000 yuan, not even counting some small trinkets.
Can you believe that the second richest man in this compound is someone who spends all his time scheming and plotting in the compound, and who can argue with you for ages over a single scallion?
However, none of this is related to Sun Zhengguo, and he would never steal with his mind; this is his bottom line as a human being.
Thinking of all this, Sun Zhengguo couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Uncle, I think you've misunderstood me. Principal Luo isn't that kind of person. Why don't we all calm down and talk about it after this storm passes?"
A business that's rushed isn't a business, and Yan Bugui understood this principle.
"Zhengguo, you need to keep an eye on things for Third Uncle. If there's any news, notify me immediately."
"Don't worry, Uncle, we're old neighbors. If I don't help you, who will?"
Sun Zhengguo, the sixth brother, also has a very pleasant way of speaking.
If Yan Bugui knew that this whole thing was planned by the person in front of him, I wonder what he would think.
After Yan Bugui left, Sun Zheng'an, who had been listening in the whole time, said with disgust, "Pah! With such a stingy attitude, what can you expect to accomplish?"
Sun Zhengguo shook his head and didn't tell his younger brother about these things.
If his younger brother knew that the stingy person he was talking about actually had a huge sum of 8,000 yuan in his family, I wonder what he would think?
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