At six o'clock in the evening, Wan Feng boarded the train from Changchun to Dandong. After a journey of one night and half a day, he arrived in Dongdan City at noon on July 19th.
Although the number of long-distance buses from Dongdan to Bohai has increased significantly, most of them are concentrated in the morning, and after noon, these buses almost all run out.
It was no longer possible for Wan Feng to go to Hongya in the afternoon.
Since it was impossible to return to Hongya this afternoon, Wan Feng did not plan to waste time and took a taxi to the former tractor factory, which has now been renamed Donghai Crankshaft Factory.
Wahou Machinery Factory has an order with the crankshaft factory. If there is a delivery truck in the afternoon, won’t he just take it back?
This is not about saving money, but about not wasting time.
The person he was looking for at the crankshaft factory was naturally Na Hong, the father of Wen Tan.
Na Hong is now a project leader in the technical department of the crankshaft factory.
In addition to seeing Na Hong's current situation and that of the crankshaft factory, Wan Feng's biggest goal in visiting him was of course to discover talents, mainly senior technical personnel.
"You want level seven or eight? Even higher than level eight? Do you think I look like that?" Na Hong was amused by Wan Feng's words.
After Wan Feng's words, the seventh and eighth level craftsmen looked like cabbages, as if they were everywhere on the street.
"You? Level five is probably okay, but level six is probably fine."
"If you're looking for someone above level eight, you can only go to a military-industrial enterprise. Dawn Factory is sure to have one, but you definitely can't get one. If you come across a retired one and bring one back, you'd be lucky."
Craftsmen above level eight do exist, but they are almost unknown to ordinary people. These so-called super craftsmen are the treasures of the country, and some of them are in major military industrial enterprises.
"Haha, give me another ten years and I can get a whole group of these craftsmen, believe it or not?"
Na Hong thought Wan Feng was bragging.
This is not bragging at all. There are such super craftsmen above level eight in China and foreign countries, especially in the Soviet Union, where there are tens of thousands of such people.
Ten years later, when the Soviet Union collapsed, Wan Feng would be able to recruit a lot of such talents. By that time, all the Soviet scientists had been divided up around the world, so it would not be surprising for Wan Feng to bring back a few craftsmen.
Na Hong agreed to help contact the talent.
"I only want advanced ones, not those below level six." Wan Feng put forward his conditions.
"Holy crap, is your little factory so awesome now? You don't even want level 6 guys anymore?"
Wan Feng was very proud. "We are in need of people at level eight and above. We already have quite a few at level seven, and a lot at level six. As for those at level eight who are willing to take any job, we will offer a monthly salary of 150 yuan, plus a bonus of 1,000 to 1,500 yuan at the end of the year, and free accommodation."
"Damn it, just listening to this makes me want to go." Na Hong said depressedly.
"It's a pity that you are not qualified." Wan Feng did not stop attacking him just because the other party was a generation older than him.
"In fact, your factory should give us some of its remaining technical personnel, and it should be free of charge. After all, our small factory receives quite a few orders from you every month, right?"
The Wahou Machinery Factory now produces thousands of engine crankshafts a month, including tractors, tricycles and a small number of one-ton trucks. Although they are all small single-cylinder units, it is still a considerable order.
Na Hong scratched his head: "It seems that there are quite a few, but that is the business of the supply and marketing people. I am not very clear now."
"So, is there any truck delivering goods to our small factory today? If so, I want to ride back with it."
"I'll go and ask around for you."
Na Hong hurried out and came back about ten minutes later: "You came at such an unfortunate time. A truckload of goods was just delivered to your place yesterday."
Upon hearing that the crankshaft factory had no hope, Wan Feng went to the tire factory without stopping.
If the crankshaft factory doesn't work, there's still the tire factory. If the tire factory doesn't work either, then he can only take the bus tomorrow.
Wei Chunguang was not in the factory, and Wan Feng was received by a deputy factory director. Wan Feng asked directly if there was any truck delivering goods to Wahou in the afternoon.
"Yes, yes, there's a truck delivering 4.50 tires. They're loading the truck. It'll probably take about ten minutes for it to come out."
Wan Feng felt relieved with the car, so he started chatting with the deputy factory director named Wei He.
After a few conversations, we talked about tires.
"The future development trend of tires is radial vacuum tires, especially all-steel radial vacuum tires. If you can lead the way in research and development in this area, your factory will be prosperous for decades at least."
Wei He had never heard of the concept that Wan Feng mentioned, and he was even more unconvinced when he heard that there was no inner tube.
"I saw it in a magazine about foreign technology, I can't remember what it was called. It was invented by a French company called a mummy wrapped in bandages. It's a tubeless pneumatic tire, also known as a low-pressure pneumatic tire. It has high elasticity and wear resistance, as well as good adhesion and heat dissipation. It will be widely used on motorcycles, cars, and light trucks in the future. The downside is that it's not very load-bearing. If overloaded, there's a risk of a blowout. If you have the means, try to get a few and study them. It's always good to be a step ahead."
When Wei He was about to ask for more details, a truck full of tires drove out.
This is a Huanghai ten-wheel truck. The cab is much wider than the Jiefang one, and it doesn't feel crowded when three people sit in it.
Wan Feng waved goodbye to Wei He.
It is 150 kilometers from Dongdan to Wahou, and it would take more than four hours to travel this distance given the trucks' maximum speed of 60 kilometers per hour at that time.
The truck started at around 1:00 p.m. and arrived at the Wahou Machinery Factory at almost 6:00 p.m.
The people working the day shift at the machinery factory have already gone off work, and the people working the night shift still have half an hour to go before they start. Therefore, it is a relatively quiet time in the machinery factory, but there are still many people working in the workshop.
Wan Feng did not disturb the people in the machinery factory. He just said hello to the guard in the message room and walked out of the machinery factory.
Now Wan Feng feels that he should carefully savor the changes in the depression.
The first thing that changed was the unfinished site between the machinery factory and the east end of the depression. Now the project on this site has been completely completed, with a two-story building on the water.
This is a gathering place for industrial manufacturers stationed here, and lights are flashing in almost every store.
This means that these stores are all rented out.
The second noticeable change is that the mobile homes at the forefront of the original market are gone, replaced by brand new stalls.
The newly built stall is connected to the original stall inside but they are not almost the same, because the two feet of the new stall are not pillars but buildings, and it seems that the decoration has not been completed yet.
It seems that my uncle still has some money to spend, this is quite a lot.
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