Take Off My Aviation Era

The surprised expression of the middle-aged man after hearing his name, Zhuang Jianye has seen too much these days, no matter how much he is now a celebrity in the factory, and the son-in-law of the Minister of Tangning, Chenglong is not surprised. Now, I'm really sorry.

So Zhuang Jianye didn’t even give the meaning to his heart, and shrugged nonchalantly at the middle-aged man. The meaning was obvious. I was the middle-aged Zhuang Jianye. So I crossed with the middle-aged and walked towards the stairs. .

　　 The middle-aged man saw that Zhuang Jianye had just swayed so much, he was taken aback, and then he hurried three steps and two steps to catch up to the stairs and shouted: "How many times does the nozzle frame of the shot blasting machine swing?"

　　 "60~80 times\\minutes, eh~~ Why does this product suddenly ask about the shot peening, is it possible that he checked this information?"

Zhuang Jianye answered very simply, without any hesitation, but the following words were very quiet. Some strange middle-aged people’s intentions, if you don’t understand, you can only think that someone has read the relevant files and asked casually. Didn't care too much, but accelerated the pace.

　　 The middle-aged man wanted to chase him, but it was too late. When he arrived at the gate of Building 6, Zhuang Jianye had disappeared.

After sighing, the middle-aged man raised his hand and looked at his watch, wondering if he was waiting for Zhuang Jianye to return. At this moment, a figure suddenly emerged from the corridor next to him, and he was shocked when he saw the face of the middle-aged man. Called: "Chief He, why didn't you say hello in advance when you came?"

　　 The voice did not fall, Yan Tiancheng greeted the staff behind him: "Xiao Song, come on, say hello to the test bench immediately, and add food for two more people."

Then he grabbed Mr. He’s arm and said with a smile: “He, Mr. He, you haven’t come to our trial production some days. The small stove on the test driver’s side is getting better and better now. Let’s go and try. taste."

　　 He Ming thinks that Zhuang Jianye is very interesting. He wanted to get in touch again in the afternoon, so he agreed.

The test bench is located in the northwest corner of the factory and occupies a large area. As an important facility for aero engine factory inspection and trial production model tests, it is always roaring, so the test crews here enjoy being higher than the factory The average food standard is called Xiaozao by the factory.

I heard that Mr. He came, and the kitchen master of the test bench was not clumsy. Vinegar-blooded duck, pickled fish, southern suckling pig feet, bitter melon stuffed meat, plus a seaweed egg soup, the proper cadres went to the countryside, four dishes and one. Soup, it made it a hard breath.

　　 He Ming knew that the food standard for test drivers was better than other types of work. He was not surprised to see a table with good food and food, so he sat down with Yan Tiancheng and others to eat and chat.

At the beginning, of course, it was the work situation during the trial production period. Yan Tiancheng, as the leader of the trial production office, acted as the keynote speaker of the work report. He Ming nodded frequently and interjected from time to time. Yan Tiancheng answered rationally. According to statistics, it can be seen that the trial production has been very effective during this period.

　　 "How is this person like Zhuang Jianye? I saw him being assigned to the archives room to organize the files. I heard that he was studying aircraft power engineering and his ability should be good. Why not put him on the front line."

Halfway through the meal, Yan Tiancheng’s work report is nearing the end. He Ming is generally meaningless. Yan Tiancheng is still ecstatic. He knows that Mr. He likes to conduct private visits on microservices, and often goes to various technical departments silently. Wandering around, many problems are discovered during these wandering around, and then the department’s supervisor will be called in to approve.

Obviously Mr. He is a "microservice" this time. It is estimated that he has turned the trial production office up and down in one morning. So far, there is no dissatisfaction. Coupled with the recognition of the work report just now, Yan Tiancheng thinks that this time is Mr. He. Where did the worker show his face, but he didn't think He Ming suddenly asked such a sentence.

　　 Yan Tiancheng was stunned for a moment, and he was pulling the calf when he said to him. He went to Zhuang Jianye, what should he say? If this matter is not handled properly, it will offend people.

So he winked at Xiao Song, who didn't understand what his boss meant. He quickly put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and said, "That's it, Mr. He, Comrade Zhuang Jianye, who has education background. High, the business ability is okay, but the specific practice needs to be improved. Therefore, the craftsmanship department recommended it. After careful study, we felt that it would be safer to ask him to go to the archives to strengthen the foundation and then transfer to the front line.

This is justified and well-founded. The drips are not leaking, and He Ming can’t point out the slightest fault. At the same time, Yan Tiancheng picked up a piece of fish and put it in Mr. He’s bowl, and said half-jokingly: “Chief, I guess you’re not I know, Xiao Zhuang will soon become Minister Ning’s son-in-law!"

"Minister Ning? Ning Zhishan? Who is his son-in-law, with whom? Xiaohui that child?" He obviously didn't know what happened in the factory recently. It's no wonder that he is fighting for trial production models in Beijing these days. Be mindful of this gossip.

"Yes, it's the child of Xiaohui. I really didn't expect that the tomboy who used to roll in the mud with the boy is about to get married now." Yan Tiancheng laughed, but did not see Mr. He's face. The fleeting weirdness ~www.ltnovel.com~ Just when a few people were chatting enthusiastically about Minister Ning’s gossip, the assistant of the factory chief engineer’s office hurried in and said something in He Ming’s ear, he Ming's smiling face suddenly closed: "Really?"

　　 "It's true!" The assistant nodded.

　　 "Okay, let's go over!" He Ming got up immediately after speaking, said hello to Yan Tiancheng and others, and hurriedly left with the assistant of the chief engineering office.

　　 Yan Tiancheng and the others also knew that something serious should have happened, and they didn't want to stay. They watched the chief engineer leave, and they also dispersed.

　　 But Yan Tiancheng's mood was a little messy, not because Mr. He left too hurriedly, but because of the young man named Zhuang Jianye mentioned during the dinner.

　　Is it misleading, otherwise, why doesn't the dignified chief engineer mention this person?

Yan Tiancheng's brains turned fast. He didn't think Mr. He was a straightforward and unintentional remark. There were definitely some doorways in it. So as soon as he got to work in the afternoon, he ran to the archives to find Zhuang Jianye who "falsified" the information in it. Total labor relations.

Zhuang Jianye was shocked when he saw his immediate boss coming over, thinking that he had been discovered about "forging" information. When he heard that it was about Mr. He, his hanging heart was let go, and he began to wonder again. Mr. He? How could he have something to do with Mr. He, and he was not his father-in-law, so it is rare to tell the truth.

So Yan Tiancheng was even more confused. Just when Yan Tiancheng thought he might be thinking too much, when he was about to leave, Xiao Song suddenly ran over and shouted, "Xiao Zhuang, hurry up, the Chief Engineer's Office called you to go to Building 9 for a meeting... Um, Director Yan...how are you..."

　　 Xiao Song, who was yelling vigorously, didn’t stop screaming, he found Yan Tiancheng inside, suddenly flushed with embarrassment like a duck pinched by his neck.