"That's right!" Zhao Weiguo slapped his thigh, "Deputy Section Chief Lu, you reminded me just in time. The canvas must still be there! Xiumei!"
놛 immediately turned to Wang Xiumei: "Quick! Call Lao Liu in Warehouse No. 3 right away! Right now! Confirm the specific quantity and preservation status of that batch of canvas!"
"Yes! Chief Zhao!" Wang Xiumei immediately picked up the old-fashioned telephone on the table and dialed the number quickly.
Zhao Weiguo ordered Zhang Jianjun again:
"Jianjun! Contact the technical department of the first and second labor protection products factories immediately! Ask them if it is technically okay to use this kind of canvas to make labor protection gloves, aprons, tool covers, etc.? Is it useful? Is there any special treatment required? Hurry! Find out the situation clearly!"
"Understood! I'll go right away!" Zhang Jianjun responded immediately and began to look through the telephone book of the labor protection factory with quick movements.
I subconsciously glanced at Lu Qingyang. We all working here have forgotten about this matter. This newcomer actually...
The tense and busy atmosphere in the office replaced the solemnity just now.
Soon, good news came one after another:
Old Liu from the No. 3 warehouse came back breathlessly to report: "Chief Zhao! They're all here! They're all in the innermost part of the east area, covered with oilcloth! I opened it and saw that they were well preserved! No mold or moths! The number is slightly different from what was registered on the 75-meter list, except that they were covered in dust!"
The feedback from technicians at Labor Protection Plant 1 and Plant 2 was almost the same:
"Chief Zhao, I asked clearly. The technicians of the two factories said that the width of 90 cm has no effect on cutting labor protection products, and it can even save more materials. Although the density is slightly lower than the current common labor protection canvas, the canvas yarn is thicker and the wear resistance can be better!
There is absolutely no problem making gloves, aprons, tool sets, etc., and they can even be more durable. You just need to pay attention to the warp and weft directions when cutting to ensure the strength in the force direction. There are no technical obstacles! They also said that this old canvas is thick, and the things made from it must be strong! "
"Very good."
The stone in Zhao Weiguo's heart fell completely, and his face showed the first truly happy smile in recent months.
놛 turned to Lu Qingyang: "Deputy Section Chief Lu! I have to thank you very much this time."
Zhao Weiguo hesitated for a moment and immediately made a decision: "Xiumei, draft a formal transfer application report immediately! Jianjun, you work with Xiumei to write down in detail the quantity, specifications, and storage status of the canvas just confirmed, as well as the technical feedback from the labor protection factory!
The emphasis was placed on the rational reuse of the stockpiled materials, which was part of the goal of 'exploring potential and ensuring production'! After the report was completed, I signed it immediately and sent it to the bureau for approval!"
"Yes!" Wang Xiumei and Zhang Jianjun responded in unison and took action immediately.
Zhao Weiguo walked to Lu Qingyang's desk, looked at the book "On Practice", then looked at Lu Qingyang's calm face, and said with emotion: "Deputy Section Chief Lu, it seems that you have not read this book in vain! It is right to combine theory with practice, discover problems from practice, and then find solutions to problems from historical materials! This matter has been handled beautifully!"
Lu Qingyang put the book down and smiled modestly: "Chief Zhao, you are too kind. I just happened to see it when I was sorting out the files. I thought it would be a waste to leave it alone, so I thought about it and decided to put it to good use."
Zhao Weiguo nodded with satisfaction, and his evaluation of this young man was even higher: he was capable, had good ideas, was able to keep his composure, and was proud of himself.
놛 patted Lu Qingyang on the shoulder and said, "You should also take part in reviewing this transfer application report. After all, you are most familiar with the situation. Once it is approved, you should also take care of the subsequent handover coordination with the No. 3 warehouse and the labor protection factory."
"Okay, Chief Zhao, I'll do my best." Lu Qingyang responded calmly.
When it was time to get off work, Lu Qingyang looked at his watch, immediately picked up his coat and slipped out.
In the office, Zhang Jianjun had just packed up his things.
Looking up, I saw Lu Qingyang getting on the slightly shabby two-wheeled truck outside the window, and disappearing in front of the courtyard gate in a flash.
She couldn't help curling her lips and muttered to Wang Xiumei who was still sorting documents:
"Look at our deputy section chief. He runs off work so fast, like a rabbit. He doesn't delay at all."
Wang Xiumei didn't even raise her head, her fingers quickly moving on the abacus beads: "They worked so hard to get the job done, their efficiency is there, you didn't see their efficiency."
Zhang Jianjun was choked and opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything to refute.
Yes, the efficiency is really amazing.
She picked up her bag angrily and said, "Okay, I'm leaving too."
Lu Qingyang rode his bike, the evening breeze with the coolness of early autumn brushed across his cheeks, blowing away the dullness of the office. As soon as he turned into the familiar intersection of the military compound, the atmosphere immediately changed. The military families who had just got off work were carrying baskets of vegetables, and the children who had just finished school were chasing each other and playing, full of the fireworks of life.
"Oh, Qingyang is back!" Uncle Liu, who was playing chess at the door, looked up and saw him, and greeted him with a smile.
"Xiao Lu is off work!" Aunt Li, who was watering the flowers with a kettle, also smiled and nodded.
"Brother Lu!" A few teenagers whizzed past me on their bikes without even shouting.
Lu Qingyang responded with a smile, turned the handlebars, and rode to the gate of Fang's courtyard with familiarity.
As soon as I set up my bike, I smelled a strong aroma of food wafting out of the house.
When I opened the door, a warm breath hit me.
Shen Mo was originally reading in the study room. When she heard Lu Qingyang coming back, she came out with her bulging belly.
"I'm back." Lu Qingyang took off his coat and hung it up, his voice filled with the relaxation of being home.
The kitchen was even busier.
Pan Yun was wearing an apron and wielding a spatula deftly. The pot was sizzling and the aroma was overflowing.
Hearing the noise, she stuck her head out with a smile on her face: "Qingyang is back! Hurry up and wash your hands and get ready for dinner! I can have your favorite food today!"
"Mom, what delicious food are you making? It smells so good!" Lu Qingyang asked with a smile as he walked towards the kitchen.
"I'm frying shredded radish meatballs right now. They're just out of the first batch, and they're still crispy! I'm also stewing your cutlass fish in the pot, braised in brown sauce, so fresh!"
As she spoke, she picked up a golden meatball, blew on it, and passed it directly to Lu Qingyang's mouth, "Try it and see if it's salty!"
Lu Qingyang took a bite. It was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. The sweetness of the radish mixed with the aroma of flour and oil. It was so hot that he gasped and nodded repeatedly: "Hmm! Fragrant! Crispy! Delicious!"
Fang Zhongwen also came back and took off his coat with a smile.
The family gathered around the dining table and prepared to eat.
"How is it, after working for a few days, are you used to it?"
Lu Qingyang was just picking up some bacon and putting it into Shen Mo's bowl when he replied, "Well, it's OK. The work is quite complicated, just planning and material allocation."
In fact, what Lu Qingyang was thinking was that it must be more advanced than modern computers. Everything had to be done by looking up information, so the efficiency was lower.
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