"The assembly workshop is so dusty. I don't even know if you're using air guns to blow the inner walls of the valve bodies for cleaning or to age the parts. More dust is being blown in than out..."
"It would be strange if a product made this way didn't leak oil."
Peng Changjiang was so ashamed by Wu Changfeng's words that he wanted to disappear.
He sighed repeatedly; even an outsider could see it so clearly.
Don't our own people understand?
The greatest tragedy is to understand the situation but not take corrective action.
But breaking out of this impasse is easier said than done.
I am neither a factory leader nor a representative of the hydraulic plant's superiors. How can I break out of this predicament?
It can't be broken.
They could only watch helplessly as the hydraulic plant plunged into the abyss.
Peng Changjiang said with great distress, "I know everything you're saying, but I'm powerless to change anything."
Wu Changfeng chuckled a few times: "It's probably because the national missions have kept you fed and not hungry that you don't know how to examine the factory's problems."
"Behind this stability lies enormous risk. For many years, due to a lack of competition, your hydraulic plant has not paid enough attention to technological development and product optimization."
"Many products still follow the Soviet design of the 1950s, and the technological gap with Western countries has reached more than 30 years."
"Due to the product's low performance, high noise, and high energy consumption, many users have expressed their dissatisfaction, with some directly stating that they are unwilling to use your product and would prefer to adopt imported similar products."
"If it weren't for the government's coordination, you would have been wiped out long ago!"
Peng Changjiang waved his hand: "Stop talking, please stop talking!"
Peng Changjiang became agitated instantly, grabbing his hair in frustration.
Yes.
It was only because the government provided them with food that Chicheng Hydraulic Factory was able to make a living.
They've reached the point of no longer striving for progress.
Factory Director Zhao and others turned a deaf ear to outside technologies and products, remaining stagnant and closed-minded.
Wu Changfeng tapped the bound book on the table and said seriously:
"Comrade Peng, you have to do something."
Peng Changjiang looked up at Wu Changfeng and muttered, "Do something?"
"That's right!"
“I can’t do it, I can’t beat Director Zhao.”
Wu Changfeng opened the management regulations book: "Your strength lies in this book..."
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