Chapter 137 Luck is not on his side, he accepts his fate
Yan Chengyuan pursed his lips, and the veins on his neck bulged. "I said at the time that I reserved my opinion. It is my right to report the situation to my superiors after the incident. I don't think this is a small report, but a fair and aboveboard suggestion."
He submitted his own tactical plan, which was also studied by his superiors. Although they finally agreed with Tang Zikai's tactics, they also affirmed his deployment, proving that his efforts were also recognized.
It's just that this exercise is more suitable for Tang Zikai. He admits that luck is not on his side, but people are biased. The Tang family has prestige, and many people will make things convenient for him for the sake of the Tang family.
This is what he was dissatisfied with.
"The matter is settled. I give up."
Watching Yan Chengyuan leave, Tang Zikai put his hands in his pockets, looked at the stubborn back, and pursed his lips. This guy is good in everything except being stubborn. Once he makes up his mind about something, no matter what you say, it's useless.
In order to prove himself, he is willing to sacrifice his life. In the eyes of his superiors, he is indeed a good candidate, but he can only fight alone and lacks teamwork.
A person who does not know how to adapt cannot be a helmsman and will find it difficult to win the support of the people.
No one is willing to entrust their fate to such a leader. What the brothers need is a commander who is responsible, courageous, and strategic, not someone who is eager for quick success.
If there was one mistake he made this time, it was that he was not steady enough and was too impatient.
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When Dai Qing woke up early in the morning, there was already a layer of white frost and fallen leaves on the ground.
I first got some food for the dog, then went out to have a bowl of tofu pudding and two fried dough sticks, before carrying my lunch box to the factory.
Today's morning shift was another busy day. Even during lunch, the team leader took a few assistants to look at the machines. Everyone knew that the production task was heavy, and no one complained. After lunch, they hurried back to work.
While everyone was busy, a machine in Group 2 caught fire.
I don't know if it was caused by the friction and heat generated by the machines running in turns, or if it was caused by insufficient cleaning and too much cotton wool clogging the machines. The scene was a bit scary.
Not only was there black smoke, but the whole workshop was filled with a burnt smell, which even called the foreman.
All the assistants rushed over to help, removing all the cotton rolls from the side of the machine and eliminating all flammable media.
After working for an hour, the fire was finally put out, the machine stopped, and the team leader started to inspect it with the mechanic. After working in the factory for half a year, she also understood that all the team leaders of the carding machines were mechanics.
And the technology is not low.
Although the fire did not cause any damage, the entire pre-spinning workshop still held a meeting after get off work to discuss fire prevention and standardize manufacturing machines.
All types of workers are required to participate and are not allowed to be absent or take leave, otherwise wages will be deducted.
The result of the meeting was that the workshop had to conduct a fire drill, and everyone had to participate and learn how to use a fire extinguisher.
Many people were unhappy when they heard that the fire drill was taking up their rest time. Some of the hot-tempered older sisters started complaining on the spot.
"We finally have two days off, but we're still doing a fire drill. Isn't that just a waste of time?"
"Who said it wasn't true? Isn't it enough to be careful and cautious when working? Why do you have to waste everyone's time? We are parallel, there is no fire, I don't want to participate."
"The problem with the carding machine should involve the carding people. Why would we be dragged into it?"
Listening to everyone's constant discussions and complaints, the foreman's face turned black.
"What do you mean by a long-lasting alarm? Fire prevention is the top priority of our factory. No one can ignore it, unless you don't want to do it anymore."
As soon as these words were spoken, the meeting room fell silent. The foreman was angry and no one dared to speak out at this time.
Although I still complained privately, I no longer dared to threaten to not participate.
Because of the meeting, it was already half past five when Dai Qing got home. She took a hot bath, blew her hair dry, and went out with a basket to buy groceries.
When I got to the market, I first bought four steamed buns, a piece of tofu, a fish, a cabbage, and two radishes.
As winter approaches, many green vegetables disappear. Occasionally, celery and spinach appear, but they are not cheap.
But radishes and cabbages are everywhere and very cheap.
She is a person and has a big appetite, so she eats the fish in two portions: the fish head is stewed in soup today, and the fish meat is braised and brought to class tomorrow.
Add some shrimp and cabbage and the meal is ready.
Xiao Hei is almost three months old. He is very big and chubby. Dai Qing uses fish soup to make steamed buns for him and he eats every bit.
After dinner, I continued to practice the mental method and went to bed on time at 10 o'clock in the evening.
Because the machine caught fire yesterday, everyone was very careful. Not only did the team leader patrol back and forth, but even the foreman came two or three times to check on the situation, fearing that another accident would occur.
Cotton is flammable, and textile factories are most afraid of fire. Even the day shift machine inspectors are focusing on checking their group.
Working under the supervision of the leader, there is no time to relax. Many people feel uncomfortable and sit together to complain during meals.
"If the machine hadn't been running continuously, there wouldn't have been a fire. As long as enough time is given and the cleaning is done properly, there is no chance of a fire."
"I feel like I have no energy to do my work when my boss is always watching me."
"Who said it wasn't true? I feel embarrassed to take a break, for fear that the foreman would see me and accuse me of being lazy. I am so nervous in this class."
"It's nothing, but it's really inhumane to do the fire drill right when we're off duty. I promised my child to go to the library, but now I have to postpone it. Oh!"
No matter how much you complain, you still have to do what you have to do in the end.
When Dai Qing was switching from the midday shift to the night shift, Mao Yanyan came to play just after she got up for a while.
"Let's go to the Park Square and feed the pigeons. It's fun."
"Pigeons are fun, but I'm afraid of stepping on pigeon poop."
In her previous life, she took her children there once and bought a bag of food. Many pigeons came to eat them. They were not afraid of people at all. However, the roofs where the pigeons lived, the willow trees next to them, and the small lake were full of pigeons. It looked like a disaster.
If the staff is a little lazy, there will be a layer of pigeon droppings on the ground, which is very smelly and even more disgusting to step on.
"Pfft~, why do you feel so uncomfortable talking about such a good thing?"
Mao Yanyan covered her mouth, thinking about the scene described by Dai Qing, and she couldn't bear to give up.
"I heard that a pair of swans flew over to the lake. They were so white and beautiful. Let's go take a look while we're on night shift. There are people taking pictures there. How about we take a photo together?"
"Okay, wait for me, I'll change my clothes."
Dai Qing went into the house and changed her clothes. She put on her autumn shirt and pants, a cotton sweater under her top, and a brown cotton jacket. She wore striped velvet pants and a pair of black leather shoes.
Her hair was braided into a herringbone braid, and she wore a woolen hat with ear protection and two furry balls of yarn hanging from it.