Daily life in the courtyard

Chapter 147
After two days and one night of trekking, Wei Pingan finally set foot on the land of Shanghai.

I remember that the last time I came to Shanghai for business was six years ago.

Well, at this moment, nonsense literature represents Wei Ping'an's entangled and wandering state of mind.

There is a timid hesitation that is close to the hometown.

"Master Wei, welcome to Shanghai."

At the exit of the station, a red banner was swaying in the wind. There were five or six people standing under the banner, both men and women. The leader was a thin middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses, with his head parted. Wei Pingan naturally wanted to make a move. Move the dragon to wag its tail.

Yang Xiansen, the logistics boss of the Shanghai Steel Plant, specially led a team to welcome Mr. Wei to guide him.

They have long been envious of Mr. Wei's upgrading and transformation of the SJS steel plant.

Shanghai steel mills have many opportunities to contact the world. In the 60s, the most cutting-edge converter technology in the world was the automatic full-oxygen top-blown converter steelmaking technology.

Therefore, after research, the steel mill decided to mobilize key scientific researchers from the steel mill to jointly study in November 63, trying to build the first automatic top-blown oxygen converter in the new country.

However, the research is still crossing the river by feeling the stones. From the SJS steel plant in the capital, there is a more cutting-edge and experimental result, and the remarkable effect of the top-bottom combined blowing oxygen converter steelmaking technology...

This is equivalent to their original plan to fumble and imitate the production of a bicycle, but suddenly a fierce man popped out of their own house and rubbed a motorcycle with their hands.

Better technology is readily available, and naturally no one will foolishly use more funds to develop "backward" technology.

After the new year, wait for things to turn around.

News came from the capital that the members of the scientific research team assigned to him were poached because Mr. Wei was too devoted to research.

This kind of weird thing made all the scientific research team members of the Shanghai Steel Plant ecstatic.

Their steel factory is also the second group to apply for the research team of the steel factory as soldiers of General Wei.

The first one is SJS Steel Plant.

People belong to near water buildings.

However, things were full of twists and turns, and in the end General Master Wei arrived smoothly despite their long-awaited expectations.

The reception specifications are quite in place.

There is a minibus and a brand new car outside.

Director Yang enthusiastically introduced the local customs and snacks of Shanghai to Mr. Wei. Seeing that Mr. Wei looked at the car a lot, he smiled and said: "This is a Shanghai brand car produced by ourselves. It was finalized last year. It is the first batch of cars, and our steel factory is fortunate to have allocated one. Speaking of which, it is the first time that the front of this car welcomes guests when it receives you, Mr. Wei.”

"Then I'm lucky. This car has a bit of a Mercedes-Benz 220S feel, and it feels more stylish and better-looking than it is."

"Master Wei has insightful eyes."

Looking at the scenery along the way, Wei Ping'an lost his mind.

Anyang next to him was watching very enthusiastically, feeling a little dizzy.

To be honest, since the last century, Shanghai has been more in line with international standards. It is a metropolis with an international style, which is completely different from the traditional solemnity and majesty of the capital.

Anyang has never felt this kind of metropolis, and it is a bit uncomfortable for the first time.

On the other hand, Wei Ping'an, because his mind was elsewhere, seemed to be well-informed and not surprised by honor or disgrace.

At least Director Yang Xiansen silently praised Director Wei for his calmness and composure.

The Shanghai Steel Works tried to arrange a guest house for Wei Pingan.

However, the specifications of the guest house here are much higher than that of SJS.

Moreover, Director Yang is very familiar with the world, and without any hesitation, he directly arranged different rooms for Mr. Wei and Anyang.

Mr. Wei is a suite with a small tea bar and reception room outside, a sofa and a living room.

Anyang is just an ordinary single room. Fortunately, each room has an independent bathroom. This is already a big surprise for Anyang.

You must know that in the SJS guest house, even the master has to go to the big bathhouse to take a bath.

"Master Wei, you rest first. In the evening, our factory manager Yang and several leaders have prepared a reception banquet for you. It is on the second floor of our guest house. I will come to pick you up then."

"Director Yang, let's forget about the welcome banquet first. I don't need to rest. Two days on the train is enough. If possible, can we go to the preparatory workshop?"

"Yes, yes. I've heard people say that Mr. Wei, you are vigorous and resolute. Today, I can be regarded as an eye-opener. I admire, admire."

Anyang didn't need Wei Ping'an to inform, put down his luggage, and rushed over with his notebook, just in time to meet the master at the stairs.

It wasn't until this moment that Yang Xiansen really felt relieved secretly.

It seems that the rumors are true, Mr. Wei is really a man of action, not the kind of vain.

When welcoming Wei Ping'an, Yang Xiansen specifically explained that today the leaders of the steel mill were called to a meeting by the Metallurgical Shanghai Branch, which is equivalent to a one-pot decision for the leadership.

He was the only one who slipped through the net and was arranged to warmly receive Mr. Wei.

Wei Ping'an understood, but it was Yang Xiansen's first contact with Mr. Wei.

Just now Chief Master Wei stated that he would first go to the factory preparation workshop for a tour.

Yang Xiansen's heart skipped a beat first.

He was afraid that General Master Wei would be displeased if the leader didn't come out to welcome him, and would want to find fault and make use of it.

Now it seems that the villain's heart is broken.

The Shanghai Steel Plant is very large, and the workshop that wants to upgrade the automatic top-blown converter is in the middle of the plant area, and there is a minibus when entering the plant area.

There are buses in the factory area, which is much more modern than the steel factories in Beijing.

As soon as Wei Pingan arrived in Shanghai, he rushed to the field for field inspections without a break. This kind of practical spirit is very unexpected.

Yang Xiansen, as the largest remaining leader of the steel plant at this moment, accompanied him throughout the process.

But he is not a professional, and he seldom speaks. He just listens to Master Wei communicating with Master An who accompanied him.

In the past two months, Anyang has been brought by his master to teach by example, and his special ability has improved by leaps and bounds. He is no longer the old Wuxia Amon.

Special ability, that is, the ability trained for targeted assaults.

One of the two most proficient skills that Anyang has mastered is the project of upgrading and transforming the full-oxygen top-bottom combined blowing converter.

The second is to negotiate and place orders for titanium alloy projects.

Two skill points are lit up, one is special skill and the other is negotiation skill.

Wei Ping'an had made up his mind about this trip to the Shanghai steel mill before he came.

He coordinated and directed, and Anyang was responsible for running errands and practical operations.

As for the extra time, of course it was to find the real and unnamed daughter-in-law that he had lost for many years.

This matter has already been told to Anyang on the train.

As a disciple, it is incumbent on us to share worries and solve problems for our master.

What's more, to have this kind of training opportunity, Anyang also wished for it.

So the two stopped and walked, pointing fingers, and Anyang followed suit. From time to time, they lowered their heads to record something in the notebook, and sometimes stopped to gesture at the equipment, and then communicated with Chief Teacher Wei.

The attitude of scientific research experts like no one else.

Instantly frightened the accompanying people.

"Well, it's probably the first thing to do. Go back tonight and come up with a draft plan, and we'll discuss it in detail tomorrow."

"Director Yang..."

After negotiating with Anyang, Wei Pingan turned around and called Yang Xiansen.

"Master Wei, what do you need?"

"It's like this. Lao Yu from the Ninth Institute of the Second Ministry of Machinery is also in Shanghai. Tonight I went over to discuss something with him. I appreciate the welcome banquet, Anyang..."

"Hey, master."

"Director Yang, this is my little apprentice who has followed me since childhood. I'm really sorry. Let him attend on my behalf. The family and the country are racing against time. Please take care of Director Yang."

"This, this...Okay, Mr. Wei, you are busy if you have something to do, do you want me to arrange a car to take you there?"

"Thank you then."

Wei Ping'an and Anyang gave a few more instructions, that is, just deal with it as explained on the train, don't be timid, and then the group quickly exited the workshop.

When the members of the scientific research team of the steel factory rushed over after hearing the news, they suddenly discovered that Mr. Wei's efficiency was really fast enough.

Let them be caught off guard twice, unable to catch up with the rhythm.

I can only look at the tail lights of the car in the distance and admire: it is worthy of being a craftsman of a great country.

Wei Ping'an hurried on, and successfully caught up with Lao Ding's lunch time.

"Come on, if you don't make things clear today, I'll depend on you not to leave."

"That's a good time to catch up. I'm running into a few headaches. When you come, let me analyze and analyze..."

"Stop, stop, stop... eat, and then do things. Otherwise, I won't be at ease, and I won't be able to work."

"Okay, let's eat first."

Even though he was a two-level boss, he only ate two bowls of ramen, and an extra egg was added to each bowl.

Lao Ding was also hungry, with a head of chicken nest on his head, fingerprints and mist all over his glasses, he devoured his food, with the momentum of not even leaving a bowl.

Knowing his situation, Wei Pingan didn't say a word, and started whirring.

Both of them have various things that they think are important to do, but at this time they are very consistent, eating silently.

After the meal, it's time to negotiate and negotiate the price tag.

"How's the stomach problem? Is there still a problem during this time?"

"I was supposed to go back at the end of last month, but I reached a critical point here, but I didn't make it. In the past two days, my stomach has started to feel a little uncomfortable again, but it's okay, it doesn't hurt too much."

"Guess that's what you have to do. I brought it to you. This amount is enough for you for three months. But I still remind you that the medicine is three-point poisonous. If you can pay attention to it on weekdays, don't always put the solution on the medicine." pull……"

"Thank you, Old Wei, you still understand me."

"Now it's your turn to behave..."

"This one……"

"Don't tell me you forgot."

"No way, I'm thinking about this. Do you know who reminded Old Chen?"

"Who else knows so clearly except you, I think it must be you with my toenails. I said, Lao Ding, when did you become a big tongue?"

"If it wasn't for helping you solve the problem, could I mention this to Old Chen? I'm still worried that one day you will spread my affairs everywhere."

"If you want me to shut up, then you have to get something dry to block my mouth, don't you think so?"

"Okay, the dry goods are here, please listen carefully."

Lao Ding pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and began to talk about his preparations.

"Hanchun Shipyard Inspection Section...Deputy Section Chief...lives alone in Lane 112, Jiangsu Road..."

"Old Ding, I already knew the information you mentioned before I came here. Is there anything else useful?"

"This..." Lao Ding blushed.

"I originally wanted to rent you the old western-style building next to her, but yesterday someone sent me a message saying that I was going abroad in a hurry, so I stopped renting it and planned to sell it all..."

Lao Ding was a little ashamed.

This small matter is not done well, in fact, it is almost inseparable, but who would have thought that the owner of the house originally planned to keep it, but now it is suddenly going to be sold?
"Bring it."

Wei Pingan stretched out his hand and handed it to Lao Ding.

"what?"

Lao Ding was a little confused.

"The address of the old mansion, and the contact number of the owner."

"No, did you listen to me? They don't rent it out now, they plan to sell it directly. The surrounding area is either rented by the factory as a dormitory building, or there are residents..."

"Listen, since the landlord wants to sell it, let's discuss the sale. I can't afford it, so can't I help sell it? I, Wei Ping'an, a dignified chief engineer, don't even have this reputation?"

"Seller?"

Lao Ding blinked his small eyes, but didn't react for a while.

"The homeowner is in a hurry to go abroad. I will sell the house for him. The money for the sale is not in my hands. The buyer remits it directly to him. I will help to see the venue and lead the buyer to see the house for transaction..."

"Hey, you can, old Wei, this brain is turning fast enough. I didn't expect this..."

Lao Ding's eyes lit up, and he immediately understood.

This is to save even the rent, and prepare to live in vain.

In fact, Lao Ding guessed wrong.

As soon as Wei Pingan heard the news, he decided to buy it.

Anyway, he's not bad for money.

Since the other party is going abroad, the beautiful knives in his space are about to go moldy.

It is also good to scrape some skin properly.

The right to be a salted fish turned over.

And since she was with Zhu Hui in the future, she couldn't let her live in the single dormitory of the unit.

Here in Shanghai, there must be a love nest of its own.

Only by building a nest can the golden phoenix be attracted, right?
"Old Wei, do you want me to accompany you?"

"Okay, can you go away?"

"Hey, I won't go, anyway, you can do things by yourself."

"Hmph, it's just you, I know it all, put away your pretentiousness, and come to you when I'm done."

"Well, don't worry." After Lao Ding finished speaking, he added: "It's okay to come over at noon tomorrow, and I'll treat you to noodles."

"Is this called urgent?"

Wei Ping'an turned around and walked away, raising a middle finger while walking.

"Come over at noon tomorrow, and I'll give you the set of documents."

"That's what it looks like."

Wei Pingan stretched out several other fingers, turned them into palms, waved them, and bid farewell to Lao Ding with the back of his head.

After leaving the computer center, Wei Pingan began to find his way to take the bus.

When he saw Old Yu, Wei Pingan sent the driver of the steel factory to drive back.

Don't use cars from other steel mills if you don't do business with the steel mill.

As a newcomer, it is not suitable for private use of public equipment, Wei Pingan does not want to go beyond this aspect.

Besides, there is no need for General Master Wei's emotional and personal affairs to cause a stir in the city from the very beginning.

By the time we arrived at Lane 112, Jiangsu Road, it had been more than an hour.

It stands to reason that there should be many high-class residences and small European-style mansions on Jiangsu Road. Even if it is not prosperous enough, it should not be what Wei Pingan sees now.

The road in Jiangsu at this time is completely different from what Wei Pingan imagined.

Many places seem to have been deeply affected, especially Lane 284, which passed by on the way here, because there is a church there, so it is more eye-catching.

The sound of many factory lathes, the big chimney spraying dust, Wei Ping'an also saw the crane...

What a waste.

Fortunately, Lane 112 is relatively quiet here.

It may also have something to do with the identity of the owner of the old bungalow.

After all, at this stage, national capitalists are still at the end of the honeymoon period.

This gentleman may also be a visionary who wants to change the seller's production country.

(End of this chapter)