She had secretly observed that Lu Qingyang was indeed very focused when reading, with his eyes steady, and he didn't seem to be distracted.
Zhao Weiguo also noticed Lu Qingyang's condition.
He frowned, naturally disliking this "muddling through" attitude.
But for now, there is nothing wrong with him - he completed the assigned tasks, and completed them quickly and well, and used the rest of the time to learn the thoughts of great people. Do you think he is wrong?
He suppressed his dissatisfaction in his heart, waiting to see when Lu Qingyang would reveal his flaws, or be forced to make mistakes due to this marginalization.
However, what they didn't know was that Lu Qingyang seemed to be concentrating on reading.
In fact, the entire consciousness is in the space, analyzing some fragmented details.
Just as he finished the analysis and was about to return to reality—
“Bang!”
Zhang Jianjun snapped the pen cap shut heavily, his voice filled with obvious annoyance and a hint of deliberateness.
He stood up, picked up the thermos, walked to Lu Qingyang's desk, and glanced at the "On Practice".
At a volume just loud enough for everyone in the office to hear, he stretched out the tone:
"Hey, Deputy Section Chief Lu, you have studied the Theory of Practice very deeply! You have read it all, so I believe you have combined theory with practice and have gained profound 'practical' experience, right? Unlike us ordinary people, we are always entangled in these specific coal, oil, and soap indicators. We don't have your 'detachment' when it comes to learning!"
The sarcasm was evident in his words, pointing directly at Lu Qingyang for not doing practical work and only talking about theories.
Wang Xiumei stopped working on the abacus and looked over nervously.
Zhao Weiguo also put down his things, his eyes behind the lenses were filled with scrutiny and a subtle hint of "watching a show".
Lu Qingyang regained consciousness instantly.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes still seeming confused.
He closed the book and looked at Zhang Jianjun with a gentle tone, as if he didn't hear the other party's sarcasm, and followed the topic of "practice" and continued naturally:
"Zhang Jianjun's words are too praiseworthy. Theory guides practice, and practice tests theory. The ideas of great people are indeed constantly updated."
He changed the subject and his eyes fell quietly on the draft notice on the allocation of industrial alkali in a certain quarter that had just been drafted on Zhang Jianjun's desk. "Speaking of practice, I took a look at the title and the list of units at the beginning of your draft notice on the allocation of industrial alkali."
He stroked his chin, as if thinking:
"It seems that the Red Star Daily Chemical Factory is not on the list? I remember that their factory produces civilian laundry soap and is a unit that guarantees the basic livelihood of the people. Didn't they just submit a statement on 'the tight supply of soda ash affecting soap production' at the end of last month?
That explanation seems to be filed in the "daily chemicals" pending items basket. If their shortage is not taken into account in the allocation plan, will it affect the market supply of civilian soap next month?
Does this count as… neglecting some important people’s livelihood needs in the practical phase?”
Zhang Jianjun's face changed suddenly! He had just drafted the notice, and the Red Star Factory was indeed missing from the list.
The reason was simple: the Red Star Factory was not large in scale and was not a high priority in his subconscious mind. In addition, Jia 껗 had been so busy recently that he had completely forgotten about their situation report.
If he really reported this list, the Red Star Factory would not be able to get the urgently needed alkali, and soap production would be reduced or even stopped, affecting the people's purchase of soap... He couldn't bear this responsibility!
Moreover, how did Lu Qingyang know that statement?
Do you know which basket he put it in? Isn't he always "reading"?
Cold sweat instantly oozed from Zhang Jianjun's forehead. He didn't care to pour water or refute.
He almost threw himself back to his seat, frantically rummaging through the "daily chemicals" basket, his face turning red and white.
Lu Qingyang ignored Zhang Jianjun's embarrassment, opened "On Practice" again, and looked back at the pages.
Zhao Weiguo picked up the enamel mug and took a sip of tea. His eyes behind the lenses stayed on Lu Qingyang for several seconds before slowly moving away and returning to the items in front of him, but it was obvious that his mind was no longer there.
Over the next few days, the atmosphere in the office changed a little.
Although Zhang Jianjun still did not take the initiative to talk to Lu Qingyang, his blatant contempt had been restrained a lot.
When assigning tasks, although the tedious basic work was still thrown to Lu Qingyang, at least there would be no deliberate obstacles.
When Lu Qingyang needed to check some basic data, Wang Xiumei would take the initiative to hand him the relevant documents, and her attitude was much better than before.
Lu Qingyang still maintained his rhythm.
Complete your work efficiently and use the remaining time to "study" the thoughts of great people.
But in the space of consciousness that others could not see, he overturned and deduced the information flow about "backlog of canvas" to form a preliminary feasible plan.
That day, Zhao Weiguo was holding a document with a frown on his face.
It was an urgent application forwarded by the Labor Protection Department, which once again highlighted the serious shortage of labor protection supplies in several factories that engage in heavy physical labor. The workers were very dissatisfied and there was even a small-scale work stoppage.
The Labor and Insurance Department urged the Comprehensive Planning Department to implement the allocation of canvas indicators as soon as possible.
"It's canvas!" Zhao Weiguo knocked on the table irritably. "Zhang Jianjun, the quota for new canvas is stuck at the Ministry of Light Industry and it won't come down for a while. Is there anyone else in Curry who can be transferred?"
Zhang Jianjun said with a bitter face: "Chief Zhao, you know that the quota for new canvas has not come down yet, and the mobile inventory in Curry has been distributed a long time ago. Now there is nothing left!"
Wang Xiumei also added in a low voice: "Yes, Zhao Ke, we just counted them at the end of last month, and they are indeed gone."
The office fell into a brief silence, and the atmosphere became somewhat heavy.
The shortage of labor protection supplies may seem like a small matter, but it affects the workers' production mood and safety. If it is not handled properly, it will become a big deal.
At this moment, Lu Qingyang, who had been quietly "reading", slowly closed the "On Practice" in his hand. He raised his head and looked at Zhao Weiguo, his tone was calm, with a hint of hesitation that was just right, "I just thought of it":
"Chief Zhao, speaking of canvas, when I was sorting out the old catalog of the 꺘 warehouse a few days ago, I seemed to see a list left over from the 1975 'warehouse clearance'.
A batch of backlog canvas was registered on the website, with specifications of 90 cm width and 8x8 warp and weft density, and the quantity was quite large.
The marked storage location is the East District of the No. 1 Warehouse. I remember the reason noted in the list was 'not meeting the standards for new tents'.
I don’t know…are these canvas still available? If they are, although they are no longer suitable for making tents, the canvas itself is still strong. I am thinking…”
He paused, as if he was considering his words: "The labor protection products factory makes gloves, aprons, tool sets, etc., and the requirements for the width and density of canvas are not so high. They even need more wear-resistant materials. Can this batch of accumulated canvas be downgraded and used to solve the urgent problem first?"
Zhao Weiguo suddenly raised his head, and his eyes behind the lenses lit up instantly.
The East District of the warehouse? The backlog of canvas? How could he have forgotten about this!
That batch of canvas did exist, but because it did not meet the new military tent standards, it had been piled up in a corner, gathering dust and became "dead supplies"!
The supply of canvas has been tight in recent years, and everyone is focusing on the new indicators. Who would remember that pile of "waste"?
"Yes!" Zhao Weiguo slapped his thigh, and the gloom on his face disappeared.
For the first time, he looked at Lu Qingyang with clear approval, "Deputy Section Chief Lu, you reminded me at the right time! The canvas is still there! It must be there!"
He immediately turned to Wang Xiumei: "Xiumei! Contact Lao Liu at the warehouse immediately to confirm the specific quantity and preservation status of the canvas!"
He said to Zhang Jianjun: "Jianjun! Contact the technicians of the first and second labor protection products factories immediately! Ask them if there are any technical problems in using canvas of this specification to make labor protection gloves and aprons? Is it necessary? Does it need special treatment?"
"Okay! I'll go right away!" Wang Xiumei picked up the phone immediately.
"Yes! Chief Zhao!" Zhang Jianjun responded quickly and began to look for the telephone number of the labor protection factory with swift movements.
He glanced at Lu Qingyang with a very complicated look in his eyes.
Soon, the news came back:
The 꺘 warehouse confirmed that the batch of canvases was still there and was in good condition.
Feedback from technicians at the Labor Protection Products Factory 1 and Factory 2: The 90cm width does not affect the cutting of labor protection products at all. Although the density of 8x8 is slightly lower than the current common labor protection canvas, its wear resistance is much better!
It’s totally fine to make gloves and aprons, and they can even be more durable!
놙You just need to pay attention to the longitude and latitude directions when cutting, there are no technical obstacles!
"Great!" Zhao Weiguo was overjoyed. The problem that had troubled him for days was solved in this way!
He looked at Lu Qingyang, and his smile became much more sincere: "Deputy Section Chief Lu, you have done a great job this time! This batch of 'dead materials' has been revitalized and solved a big problem. I will file a report and apply for the allocation of this batch of canvas to the labor protection factory for emergency use. When the new canvas quota comes down, I will give them more!"
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