Chapter 135 The experiment failed again
The incandescent lamp emits a glaring light, making people's faces look pale.
Lu Liangchen's hands, which were casually placed on the back of the chair, suddenly tightened. He immediately stood up, but did not say hello, his back straight.
The investigation report was submitted, but Lu Liangchen had no idea what the outcome would be.
Qin Yongliang turned the enamel cup in his hand, and the bottom of the cup made a small "tapping" sound when it hit the table. Looking at these people, he suddenly had a bad feeling.
The triangular eyes that had been squinting for years narrowed slightly, and the gaze behind the lenses moved over the other person like a poisonous snake.
The middle-aged man in the lead had a serious expression on his face, and his Zhongshan suit was washed white but starched straight.
He took out his work ID from the pocket of his Zhongshan suit, his movements neither hurried nor slow, but with unquestionable dignity.
"We are the investigation team. According to the report, Qin Yongliang has long been engaged in corruption, bribery, and malicious sabotage at the textile factory. Now, comrade Qin Yongliang, please cooperate with the investigation."
As soon as the words were spoken, the conference room fell into silence, with only the dull ticking of the old-fashioned wall clock.
Lu Liangchen and Secretary Tan looked at each other, both with relief in their eyes.
The two of them shook hands quietly under the table, their palms full of sweat.
Over the past three months, they have been like hunters lurking in the dark, searching for clues in piles of account books and tracking suspicious figures in the factory late at night.
Those fake bills and tampered production records hidden in the corner of the warehouse finally came in handy at this moment.
Yes, the investigation did not start when Director Hu left, but had been launched long before.
Qin Yongliang has been working in the textile factory for many years and his influence cannot be underestimated.
But after Director Hu was transferred, he felt that his opportunity had come. In order to suppress Lu Liangchen, he repeatedly created accidents in the factory.
These days, Lu Liangchen and Secretary Tan deliberately let Qin Yongliang go further and further, just to lure him out of his hole. Now, the time has finally come to close the net.
Fortunately, Qin Yongliang did not infiltrate the investigation team, and their hard work was not in vain.
This time, Qin Yongliang probably won’t be able to come back.
After solving the huge hidden danger of Qin Yongliang, the textile factory was able to see the light of day and was revitalized.
The first batch of 150 sweaters was delivered to the department store as scheduled.
The bright red cashmere has a pearly luster, and the delicate jacquard pattern on the neckline is lifelike.
As soon as this batch of wool sweaters came on the market, they were enthusiastically sought after by female lesbians. It can be said that they were hard to get one.
At six in the morning, the department store hadn't opened yet, but the line had already stretched to the corner of the street.
A girl in a thick cotton coat stood on tiptoe to look around, and an aunt with curly hair paced back and forth holding a crumpled banknote.
"Leave one for me!"
"I got here first!"
The quarrels continued and the salesperson had to use a loudspeaker to maintain order.
Many people queue up and use connections just to get a new sweater.
The workers in the factory were extremely happy when they heard the news.
In the loom workshop, the roar of machines was mixed with hearty laughter.
Zhang Qiaohong put her child's photo next to the loom and said, "Baby, when I'm done with this busy period, I'll go home and make you some delicious food. I'll make fried meatballs, fried dumplings, and winter fruit paste for you!"
Li Guimei was unwilling to stop for a moment even though beads of sweat were dripping from her forehead in the middle of winter.
They all work hard and weave quickly with 200% enthusiasm.
However, the reality is that problems lie ahead.
There are only twenty jacquard machines at present, and no matter how fast the looms run, the output cannot keep up with the demand.
Amid the roar of the machines, the female workers chatted loudly: "If we had more jacquard machines, we could produce more sweaters."
"I heard that after the Chinese New Year, a new batch of jacquard machines will arrive. Then, our workshop will be able to expand its production scale."
These words were like a spark, igniting hope in everyone's heart.
The same news also reached the machinery factory.
In the workshop, iron chips were flying everywhere and the buzzing of machine tools made people's eardrums hurt.
Director Mao held the production schedule in his hand, his fingers poking at the lagging numbers.
"The jacquard machine must be delivered ahead of schedule, but we can't end up being the ones who suffer the consequences."
Director Mao felt deeply that the pressure was really great.
"Director, don't worry. Several new comrades have been assigned to the factory recently and are working on improving production. I believe we'll see results soon."
Technician Xiao Wang was wiping his glasses, his eyes shining with excitement behind the lenses.
"That's good. Let's speed up production. In addition to ensuring the supply of the current orders, we must also prepare in advance what is needed for the Canton Fair." Director Mao was in high spirits.
"I have to say that Comrade Xiao Jiang is indeed a lucky star for our factory. Since we invited her to work part-time in our factory, our factory has been on the fast track." Director Zhu said with emotion.
Director Mao touched his chin and fell into deep thought.
The winter sun shone brightly on his thinning hair, causing his large head to sway slightly.
"Look at the current development of the textile factory. It's on the real fast track. We're still slow. If we can recruit Jiang Haitang, our factory's development will be even faster."
Upon hearing this, Director Zhu almost spit out the tea he had just drunk: "Let's give up this idea, Director."
Director Mao asked in confusion, "Why? Our factory is much bigger and stronger than the textile factory."
Is there anyone in this world who doesn’t like big companies?
"Lu Liangchen is the director of the textile factory. How could Jiang Haitang come to our machinery factory?"
"Is it because Lu Liangchen is good-looking? If that's the case, our factory should quickly recruit a few good-looking and well-built young men. Comrade Xiao Jiang, do you still have this hobby? However, Xiao Jiang is a beauty, so it's normal for her to like looking at handsome men."
Director Mao became more and more excited as he spoke, and he wished that there would be a few more unmarried young and handsome guys in the factory.
Director Zhu was speechless when he saw his leader's wild ideas.
The factory director's way of thinking is quite avant-garde!
"Director, Xiao Jiang is Director Lu's fiancée." Director Zhu asked doubtfully, "You don't know about this?"
"Good old Hu, that old man is so mean. He never told me such an important thing."
Director Mao slammed the table angrily, making the teacups on the table clink.
I'll call him later and talk this over.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the textile factory laboratory was so solemn that it could squeeze water out of it.
The incandescent lamp reflected a cold light on the glassware.
Jiang Haitang lowered her eyes and stared at the boiling dye vat, her eyelashes casting trembling shadows under her eyes, and her nails dug deep into her palms.
Li Jingcheng and Duan Changhe, who were standing by, were holding notebooks, and even the sound of them swallowing seemed particularly abrupt.
In the center of the operating table, the fabric for the fifty-seventh color-fixing experiment was slowly unfolding.
Jiang Haitang's pupils suddenly shrank - the originally bright indigo color turned into a strange grayish white, as if the color had been taken away by an invisible hand.
Li Jingcheng's hands suddenly trembled violently, and the reagent in the test tube spilled onto the laboratory table, emitting a faint blue light under the pale light.
"The sulfate formula still doesn't work. It won't pass the sweat test!"
Li Jingcheng's voice was tearful, his knuckles were cracked and bleeding from years of contact with chemical reagents, and he was currently clutching the edge of the notebook tightly.
He choked, his eyes were bloodshot behind the lenses, and the cuffs of his lab coat were stained with stains from previous experiments.
Jiang Haitang frowned and turned around, the cold light of the microscope swept across her pale cheek.
The cross section of the cotton fiber on the slide gradually became clear under the camera. The spider-web-like oxidative damage lines looked like torn blood vessels, and unwashed dye crystals remained in the dark red cracks.
She suddenly remembered that although the surface of the fabrics used for the experiment was smooth and new, they seemed to have a strange smell.
"We're going in the wrong direction!"
Jiang Haitang turned around suddenly, knocking over the beaker with her lower back. The hem of her white coat swept across the laboratory table, sending scattered test papers flying.
"Maybe it's not that the fixing agent isn't strong enough, it's that the fiber itself is oxidized! We need to repair it first and then fix the color!"
Li Jingcheng's eyes lit up instantly, but then dimmed quickly: "But why would the fibers..."
He suddenly froze, and the air in the laboratory seemed to freeze.
Jiang Haitang pressed her fingertips heavily on the notebook.
"Perhaps, from the very beginning, there was something wrong with the fabric we were given..."
Qin Yongliang has done so many things, it is impossible for him to let their R&D department go. However, the R&D department is currently as hard to penetrate as an iron barrel. It is not impossible for him to directly provide the problematic fabrics.
Before Jiang Haitang finished speaking, Duan Changhe had already grabbed the wrench from the corner.
Li Jingcheng quickly grabbed him and said, "Don't worry."
"How can I not be anxious? We have spent so much time and energy, how can this happen, how can this happen..." Duan Changhe burst into tears.
"I remember the steamer's temperature sensor showed an abnormality last time... When the fabric was stored, the sensor deviated by 15°C! Perhaps this is..."
Her voice stopped abruptly, and she looked at Duan Changhe and rushed out of the laboratory at the same time.
Duan Changhe hurriedly shouted, "What are you going to do?"
"You stay in the lab first, we'll be back soon."
The two of them ran away in a hurry, leaving Duan Changhe dumbfounded.
The two men went straight to the equipment warehouse. When the rusty iron door was pushed open, a cloud of choking dust was raised. Pile of old parts and maintenance record books were placed in a mess.
Li Jingcheng dug through the cardboard box and found a two-month-old steamer maintenance report. Between the yellowed pages, a line of scribbled words stood out: "Temperature sensor value deviation ±15°C. Fabric stored in warehouse..."
"Let's go to the warehouse now." Jiang Haitang made a quick decision.
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