Chapter 240 Fleece Is this the 'rag' your factory produces? ...
After October, the weather turns cold rapidly. During this transitional season, it is easy to catch a cold. Adults can get sick unexpectedly, let alone children.
These days, more people are coming to the factory hospital for medical treatment, medicine, and injections. Children are playing in the yard, some with snotty noses, sniffling upwards from time to time.
"Old Shen, I have to go now." Dr. Ye received the notice to return to his original post before Professor Shen, which meant that he would return to a hospital in a big city and leave Feiyan Textile Factory.
Dr. Ye: "I used to look forward to going back, but now I'm quite reluctant to leave."
"I can't bear to part with it either."
Dr. Ye: "We still need to go back, and everything will return to normal."
Dr. Ye packed his things and returned to the city. The factory workers held a farewell party for him, and a strong sense of reluctance filled the air above the factory.
"Dr. Ye is gone, and Teacher Shen will be leaving too, right?"
"Maybe..."
"What about classrooms in our factory from now on?"
...
After Dr. Ye left, many people came up to Qin Xiangxiang and expressed their concerns, "Factory Director, we still want to attend Professor Shen's class."
Qin Xiangxiang was truly impressed by these people. They didn't mind working hard in the factory, and after get off work they still made her attend classes. They never stopped for a moment.
Qin Xiangxiang: "Teacher Shen said he would train two new teachers to continue teaching math, physics and chemistry to everyone in the future. He would also recommend a few factory school teachers to teach night school to everyone."
"The government has issued a notice encouraging factories to open night schools to improve workers' knowledge and cultural level..."
"But none of these people can compare to Teacher Shen!"
Besides the factory workers, Wu Xueyan, the mother-in-law, was also worried: "I can only understand Professor Shen's lectures. If it's someone else... will I still be able to learn anything?"
"I'm not young anymore, so I should try to learn as much as possible in the limited time I have."
Qin Xiangxiang wiped a bead of cold sweat from her forehead: "Mom, when other people reach your age, they should retire and rest at home."
Wu Xueyan: "Which of your factory's Master Meng, Master Liao, and Master Rong would like to stay idle at home after retirement?"
"The most important value of a person's life is labor. You can't be idle. Once you become idle, you're not far from being buried."
"You need to do something to have something to look forward to and to have the motivation to live your life!"
"As Jianzhi said, you reap what you sow, and that is the happiest thing in life."
Qin Xiangxiang sighed, wondering when she would be freed from being surrounded by this herd of cattle and horses.
"Professor Shen's letter of reinstatement has arrived."
Even though the factory workers were reluctant to let him go, Professor Shen Wenbo had to leave. However, he said a little later that he would stay until the end of the year and return to school to start teaching next spring.
"Teacher Shen, we will miss you."
Shen Wenbo was also extremely reluctant to leave, reluctant to leave the familiar workers and even more reluctant to leave the pig-raising classroom, but he still had to return to the university and work with others to reform the future of higher education.
Professor Shen nurtured two students with a talent for chemistry, allowing them to continue their studies at the Feiyan Textile Factory after he left.
"Director Qin, I will recommend people to be teachers at the factory school. If there are any places available for further studies at the school in the future, I will try to secure a few for the factory... However," Professor Shen whispered to Qin Xiangxiang, "I think that maybe next year, or maybe the year after, we will use the college entrance examination method to admit students, just like before."
"Selecting the best candidates through examinations is the best way to select talent."
Professor Shen: "If the college entrance examination is reinstated in the future, Director Qin, you must urge the factory workers to take the exam."
Qin Xiangxiang readily agreed: "I will definitely urge the people in the factory to take the college entrance examination, especially those who are diligent and eager to learn (and love to work like oxen and horses)."
"I knew you had the highest level of awareness, Director Qin!" Professor Shen smiled slightly: "When others are directors, I have to worry, but when you are a director, I don't have to worry at all."
"If the college entrance examination were to be reinstated, you, the young factory director, would definitely be the first one to register!"
Qin Xiangxiang: "??????" This misunderstanding is too deep.
Qin Xiangxiang was too lazy to explain to outsiders about their misunderstandings. The more she explained, the more others thought she was just being modest. The more she acted like a pushover, the more respectful they became. What an absurd world!
"I feel really reluctant to see Professor Shen leave. He is a technical backbone of our factory, and we finally managed to recruit him."
Li Jianzhi: "If the college entrance examination is reinstated, then you should do as Professor Shen said and take the exam to go to university. You will be able to recruit more talented people who are devoted to you."
"You, Qin Xiangxiang, are like a magnet that attracts talent."
"You damned man, just shut up."
Qin Xiangxiang isn't sure what her current level is, but she remembers that in her dream, she didn't get into university, while Lin Xiuqin did. The couple went on to further their studies, one pursuing further education and the other attending university in Shanghai. After that, Lin Xiuqin achieved even greater success in her career...
And Qin Xiangxiang suffered a terrible misfortune when her business failed!
Sigh, so I guess we should just get by and live life as it comes.
If Li Jianzhi is also going to Shanghai for further studies the year after next, she will naturally go with him. This is where she grew up. As for the factory manager job... we'll see. Maybe she can be transferred to a middle-level management position in a large textile factory in Shanghai. After all, she is a deputy director level. If she is transferred to a textile factory in Shanghai, it will be a real promotion.
However, after the job transfer, there will definitely be no real power, and you will not be the person in charge of the unit, nor will you have any right-hand men. But for a lazy person, it is a very happy thing to occupy a happy and idle position and receive a salary comfortably.
When the house is expanded, she will apply for housing allocation and ask relatives on Hong Kong Island to help her buy a commercial apartment in OCT. Life will be wonderful.
Ideally, her mother would become the head or second-in-command of a textile factory, and be provided with a Santana car, so that this "mama's girl" could comfortably enjoy life.
For Qin Xiangxiang, she did nothing but win without lifting a finger... everything returned to normal.
Being a factory manager for several years was a strange and unexpected turn of events in my life.
It's almost over, and I still feel a little reluctant to let it go—that's definitely just my imagination.
"While I'm still the factory manager, I should treat myself to some good stuff."
Qin Xiangxiang started abusing his position for personal gain. By this year, the factory's production of down jackets had become very mature, and they had also added goose down, which was made from white geese from the island. Goose down is warmer than duck down, and most importantly, it has less of a fishy smell and is more comfortable to wear than duck down.
At least you won't have to lift your collar in winter to smell a faint, pungent odor of roasted duck, making you feel like a little roast duck in winter.
Qin Xiangxiang put on two down vests for herself.
Duck down is already precious enough, but goose down is even more so; a goose down jacket is practically synonymous with luxury.
For ordinary people, being able to wear a cotton-padded coat is already quite good, let alone a down jacket.
"I saved up this year and asked someone to buy me a wool coat. This one wool coat cost me three months' salary!"
Because Assistant He was dating Yang Zhixia and discussing marriage, he became very concerned about his image, like a peacock displaying its tail feathers.
A down vest is warm, but it's not as stylish as a wool coat!
Assistant He spent a lot of money to buy himself a wool coat and asked Qin Xiangxiang's mother-in-law, Wu Xueyan, to help him buy one in Northeast China.
The Northeast is cold, with long, harsh winters. The snow-covered, ice-covered north has always been better at making winter clothes. When it comes to woolen fabrics, furs, etc., you definitely have to look to the North.
"Wool coats are expensive, and fur coats are even more expensive! Ordinary people can't afford them. It's a blessing to have cotton clothes."
Wu Xueyan said to Qin Xiangxiang, "This down jacket isn't very warm on the island. It's not fluffy, it's sticky and too damp. It would definitely be very comfortable to wear in the north."
Qin Xiangxiang: "Like cotton, down is a natural material that absorbs water..."
"That's right, it's too absorbent and doesn't resist moisture." At this moment, a flash of inspiration struck Qin Xiangxiang. Cotton has good water absorption, while synthetic polyester has almost no water absorption.
"Can chemical fibers imitate silk or wool?" With that thought, Qin Xiangxiang immediately went to Master Meng and asked him to try to reuse the polyester staple fiber and textile waste cotton in the factory and make tweed fabric after blending.
"This way, we can make use of the factory's scraps and provide warm winter clothes for more people. I just don't know how well it will turn out."
Qin Xiangxiang said, “I noticed that the children in the nearby communes don’t wear very good clothes in winter, and they all have snot hanging from their noses. If we could make use of the scraps, the children could be dressed warmly.”
"A wool coat is too expensive."
Master Meng nodded: "If we can make imitation wool, this kind of fabric costs less than a third of the price of wool, which is very cheap and affordable."
Qin Xiangxiang said, "In the future, there will be more synthetic fibers, and the price will be cheaper. In the past, there was a shortage of Dacron clothing, and people had to queue overnight. In the future, Dacron fabric will be much cheaper than cotton."
In a few more years, the cloth ration coupons that were once extremely scarce will be abolished, and more and more clothing will be available on the market.
Master Meng was skilled in weaving and immediately came up with a blending scheme. They tested it in the factory. Their Feiyan Textile Factory already had a lot of experience in blending and chemical fiber blending, and soon the finished product was produced.
Master Meng: "This chemical fiber blend imitation wool fabric is much simpler to make than imitation silk. It's just that chemical fiber materials were rare in the past, and we never thought it could be used to imitate wool."
Qin Xiangxiang: "The imitation woolen fabric we made doesn't look very nice, but it's thick, sturdy, and has good warmth retention..."
Qin Xiang tried hard to think of the advantages of this imitation woolen fabric, and after thinking it over, she could only conclude that it was "cheap and warm".
Qin Xiangxiang said, "Although the technique is simple, Master Meng still needs to lead the workers to improve the technique and try not to make this coarse woolen cloth look like a rag."
Master Meng laughed out loud, "The first batch we made looked more like rags! This is an improvement."
"There is still room for improvement in the technology."
Professor Shen is an expert in polymer materials and, more importantly, in chemical fibers. When he learned that the factory was using chemical fibers to make imitation wool, it piqued his interest. Just as Master Meng said, the technology of using chemical fibers to imitate coarse wool is not difficult, but there is a lot of room for improvement.
Furthermore, Professor Shen doesn't think that imitation of Mao is the only option.
"You could try using scraps of polyester and acrylic fibers, repeatedly brushing them with a napping machine, which should also create a similar fluffy nap."
Qin Xiangxiang: "...We can give it a try."
The final product came out, and it was a bit like a "towel that has been used for a long time," still unable to shake off the feeling of a "dishcloth."
This is like wearing a rag; it's hard to describe.
Qin Xiangxiang brought this indescribable fabric home so her deadbeat husband could see it for himself. "You said synthetic silk is quite pretty, but this imitation wool looks like a rag, the kind that's been used for at least a year!"
"It's uglier than a towel that you men have used!"
Li Jianzhi: "Don't wrong me, my towel is fine. But some men's towels have several holes after only a few months of use... Is this a 'rag' produced in your factory?"
Qin thought for a moment: "It's probably imitation wool?"
Li Jianzhi: "Evil fleece?"
Isn't this... fleece?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com