When Wu Changfeng pointed out that replacing the oil distribution plate would not solve the noise problem.
It wasn't just the workers present.
The technician also had a look of eager curiosity on his face.
Peng Changjiang was scratching his head in frustration.
For hydraulic plants, they had their glorious past.
He has participated in the hydraulic system support work for many large-scale domestic equipment projects.
Certificates and banners covered an entire wall.
However, times have changed, and after several factory changes, it's unclear when it started.
The work trend in factories is shifting from the workshop to the office.
The workshop was left unattended and neglected.
Even if workers and technicians want to improve.
But what can they do when the leaders have all gone astray?
Just getting by day by day?
Some people tried to turn the tide and get the factory back on track.
but……
Aren't these kinds of people standing right next to us?
Even the offices have been converted into storage rooms.
It is truly tragic.
Wu Changfeng looked at everyone and asked with a smile, "Want to know?"
Everyone nodded frantically.
Wu Changfeng chuckled a few times, circling the workbench and rambling on about incoherent things:
“I’m an outsider.”
"What benefit would I get from helping you solve your problems for no reason?"
"Don't look at me with such vulgar eyes. Look at yourselves and see how vulgar you are!"
“When I’m providing solutions, you’re trying to make me selfless.”
"After I left, the problem recurred. Technician, what should you do?"
The technician was speechless at this question.
He moved his lips a few times, but ultimately could not utter a word.
After holding it in for a long time, his once proud face fell, revealing a look of sorrow, and he said in a deep voice, "I don't know, I don't know when I became like this."
"When it comes to problems, I try to avoid them or push them away."
“When I first entered the factory, my mentor was the one who guided me, and it wasn’t like this.”
"If there's a problem, we'll work through the night to solve it."
"Even if we can't solve it, our attitude is correct."
"But I really don't know why I became like this."
"I can't say for sure whether it's me who has changed or the environment that has changed."
Wu Changfeng listened patiently as he finished speaking.
This self-reflection was quite sincere.
This is exactly the effect Wu Changfeng wanted.
Unless we expose their true colors, they will forever live in their own little world.
Because of changes in the environment, they are unwilling and dare not look further ahead at the factory.
Wu Changfeng then asked Peng Changjiang, "Secretary, as the head of the family, what are your thoughts on the technicians' remarks?"
Peng Changjiang felt the same way.
His ashen face instantly flushed crimson, a mixture of humiliation, anger, and shame... His jaw muscles bulged out in rage.
He said through gritted teeth, "Comrade Changfeng's question points to the biggest problem in the factory: everyone is not ambitious and lacks initiative."
"They live off the wealth left by their ancestors and squander it all."
“We shouldn’t do this; we should work harder to take the factory to a higher level.”
"Instead of watching the factory's atmosphere deteriorate further and further."
"This is not good; it will easily lead to being eliminated from the market."
"Foreign hydraulic pumps are quieter, so why can't we do the same!"
"We're all just people who eat steamed buns to fill our stomachs. Foreigners aren't two-headed either. If they can do it, so can we!"
"Falling behind is not terrible; what is terrible is not daring to catch up!"
"With everyone so timid and hesitant, the factory lacks motivation and vitality. It might as well just close down!"
Peng Changjiang's summary.
This moved all the workers present.
They started chattering excitedly about how awesome the old hydraulic factory was.
Let's look at it now.
Whether you do it or not, how much you do, how well you do it or how badly, nobody cares!
The leadership is wasting their time drinking tea and flattering their superiors.
Their achievement is embodied in a single pen.
Writing a few reports quickly is easier than supervising the workers below.
Wu Changfeng nodded.
He said earnestly, "Yes, the secretary's speech was very insightful."
“Take me for example. I spent a few days at the hydraulic factory and found some very irregular phenomena.”
"Not much else, but I even saw someone urinating in a corner of the workshop!"
Is the toilet really that far?
"This is no longer a matter of personal quality, but rather a serious deficiency in the underlying system and oversight."
"When we criticize a phenomenon, we should look at the underlying reasons."
"What exactly caused this?"
"So, what I want to say is, if the hydraulic plant doesn't get a strong leader, everyone can expect to be laid off."
Wu Changfeng's words were very serious.
Although everyone knows that Wu Changfeng was not sent down from above to supervise and rectify the situation.
He was just a customer who contacted us because of a problem with the valve core.
But it is precisely because of this identity that Wu Changfeng's speech is not distant.
Sometimes, things are just that subtle.
The sense of distance comes from identity.
If you let two farmers chat together, they can talk without restraint.
From the Wuxiang Divine Skill to the American election.
If it were a farmer and a mayor instead.
That would be disastrous.
One talked about the harvest, the other about the policies.
That's completely irrelevant.
Therefore, when leaders go down to local areas, the village chief personally leads the way, which is not because the village chief is flattering them.
Rather, it could be a communication barrier between the two parties.
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