Chapter 37

Lin Qiangsheng drove back to the factory. From a distance, he could see the newly renovated factory gate, where a crowd of people were gathered to welcome the leaders. On both sides of the gate, rows of red flags fluttered in the wind, and a long bamboo pole held up a string of ten thousand firecrackers. A band was also arranged on both sides to provide accompaniment.

Everything was ready, just waiting for the leaders to arrive!

The band leader looked far down the road leading to the factory gate and saw a brand new red Jeep approaching. He immediately became excited.

The band leader ran to the gate and called out to the crowd, "Quick, quick! Get ready, get ready! Oboes, get ready... start!"

The band members immediately began to play enthusiastically.

First, the oboes started, then the drums, followed by the gongs: "Ding ding la la ding la la, dong dong lang dong, dong dong dong, shua shua, shua shua, shua shua shua..."

The scene at the factory gate immediately became lively.

The firecracker team, not quite understanding the situation, quickly ran to find the fuse, ready to start setting off the firecrackers in time with the music.

Lin Xiangrong, from a distance, saw that it seemed to be his son's car. He took a closer look and confirmed it was indeed his son's red Jeep Wrangler.

This Jeep Wrangler was usually used by Lin Qiangsheng to pick up and drop off experts and professors from the school and the factory.

Lin Xiangrong hurriedly shouted, "Stop, stop! Don't set off the firecrackers! Don't play the gongs! That's my son!"

Some of the workers also saw that it was Lin Qiangsheng's car and quickly shouted to stop the firecracker and band teams.

The young members of the firecracker team were almost about to light the fuse when they were held back.

The band also stopped, and the band leader, seeing the approaching Jeep, was momentarily stunned.

As Lin Qiangsheng drove closer to the factory gate, he saw that everyone was confused and burst into laughter. He laughed as he opened the car door and got out, waving to the crowd and mimicking a special tone, "Comrades, hello!"

"Ha ha..." The people at the factory gate burst into laughter at Lin Qiangsheng's antics.

Zheng Yongmin and Chang Yuanting, seeing the lively and festive scene at the factory gate, also smiled from the bottom of their hearts.

They had dreamed many times of the day when the factory would be completed, with equipment installed in the workshops and workers coming to work joyfully every day, producing brand new cars.

That day was finally about to come!

Lin Xiangrong, somewhat annoyed, approached Lin Qiangsheng and said, "Alright, stop fooling around! Get the car into the factory. The provincial and municipal leaders will be here soon!"

"Okay!" Lin Qiangsheng called out with a smile, got back into the car, and drove into the factory.

Around 10 o'clock, a convoy of cars, including about seven or eight sedans and several Jeeps, slowly approached the factory gate.

This scale of vehicles definitely indicated that the leaders had arrived. The band leader, after consulting with Zheng and Chang, confirmed and started the band again.

The convoy slowly stopped at the factory gate, and the leaders got out of their cars.

"Crack, crack, crack..." The ten thousand firecrackers were set off. About six hundred workers, wearing clean blue work uniforms, warmly welcomed the leaders.

At the factory gate of Jiang'an Auto Factory, the scene was lively with the sound of gongs and drums, the sight of fluttering flags, and a sea of people!

On the left side of Secretary Yang, walked Lin Xiangrong, the production manager, Chang Yuanting, the factory manager, and Zheng Yongmin, the director. On the right side walked Qin Qidong, the director of the Industrial Bureau, followed by Li Jianbai, the Party Secretary of Ha City, and other provincial and municipal leaders.

Secretary Yang had just taken up the position of the first secretary of the province and was also serving as the governor. He was particularly passionate about industrial construction, had a good attitude, and understood the need to keep up with the times. He had proposed on multiple occasions that industry should be modernized, learn from abroad, and develop new technologies for practical production.

The group of visitors arrived at the engine casting workshop, where the engine blocks were now being produced continuously. The factory had installed two 5-ton water-cooled cupolas to ensure a continuous supply of molten iron.

Lin Xiangrong introduced, "Secretary Yang, this is the engine block casting workshop. As you can see, our factory has achieved continuous production of engine blocks. Our design team has created two unique semi-automated engine block casting lines. You can hardly see the casting process from the outside; we observe it through observation windows. This not only ensures the safety of the personnel but also avoids any unexpected interference."

"Comrades, our casting lines have basically achieved electrical control. Workers only need to press buttons, and the machinery will handle the casting of the engine blocks."

Secretary Yang, interested, looked around and asked, "Do you still need someone to monitor each casting machine? How long does the casting process take?"

Lin Xiangrong thought for a moment, looked at the crowd, and said somewhat nervously, "Each casting machine still requires human intervention to achieve semi-automation. Each machine now needs someone to assist in production. The casting process can be controlled within 3 to 5 minutes."

He then explained, "Although we haven't yet achieved precise control in seconds, we will strive to develop fully automated casting machines that can control temperature, pressure, stability, and casting time."

Secretary Yang, Qin Qidong, Li Jianbai, and the others smiled.

Secretary Yang joked, "Well, that's quite an improvement! 3 to 5 minutes is a significant step forward. Your efforts are recognized by all of us!"

Lin Xiangrong secretly wiped his sweat, relieved that Secretary Yang had not made any unrealistic demands and had acknowledged the factory's efforts.

The leaders continued to tour the entire factory. Seeing the workers in clean uniforms operating various parts processing equipment, they all wore satisfied expressions.

Li Jianbai, the Party Secretary of the city, said with a smile, "I never expected our provincial comrades to quietly achieve such a great cause! How did you manage this? It's almost as good as a state-supported project!" Li Jianbai shook his head, expressing his amazement at the emergence of Jiang'an Auto Factory.

Zheng and Chang smiled at Lin Xiangrong, who said with a proud and reserved tone, "This is the result of the hard work of all our factory personnel!"

Chang Yuanting added, "There are many talented people in the factory; we just need to discover them!"

Everyone was amused by his rhyming words. Who didn't know there were talented people, but what kind of talent could achieve this level?

In a large industrial setting, each worker on the assembly line is part of a whole, responsible for a specific task. This made it easy for the many new workers, who had only received brief training, to get started.

When Secretary Yang and the others visited the body panel forging workshop, they were even more delighted to see that it had achieved semi-automation. This workshop was connected to the body assembly workshop. Overhead beams with tracks were installed, and robotic arms moved the processed car shells to other workstations.

The forged body panels were directly processed on the line by various manual and welding equipment. Portable machinery, such as milling and spot welding tools, were used by the workers to process the car bodies at fixed points. These tools became semi-automated equipment.

This production line was designed very creatively. Lin Qiangsheng and An Yong, among others, had considered that full automation was not yet possible due to a lack of software talent. They decided to start with manual intervention, thus forming a semi-automated production line.

Secretary Yang watched the body processing with great interest. He saw the empty car shells being processed by the workers and slowly transported to the assembly workshop via the tracks.

"This is excellent! It's flexible and convenient, fully mobilizing the enthusiasm of the workers while also adapting to domestic conditions!" Secretary Yang nodded and smiled.

In the car assembly workshop, Master Wang Daming was also present. The factory no longer needed bodywork technicians to shape the car bodies. The factory leaders, considering that the bodywork technicians were meticulous and had suffered from long-term noise damage to their ears, assigned them to the assembly workshop.

Master Wang Daming and his apprentices happily accepted the factory's arrangement and enthusiastically came to work in the assembly workshop.

Assembling the cars in the assembly workshop gave them a great sense of achievement. The workers in this workshop were chosen for their meticulous and detailed work. They received the best treatment in the factory, and there were many female employees. This made them the envy of the young workers in the factory.

Good car assembly techniques are crucial for car production. Lin Qiangsheng knew that many factories in his previous life had all the necessary components but produced low-quality products due to poor assembly techniques. Europeans and Japanese could sell models and technology patents, but they wouldn't sell their proprietary techniques and decades of accumulated skills. Domestic car factories lacked this understanding and didn't value assembly techniques, leading to many setbacks and a poor reputation in the market. Lin Qiangsheng repeatedly emphasized the importance of assembly techniques to the factory leaders, who supported him and gave him the freedom to implement his ideas. Thus, the assembly workshop was built according to Lin Qiangsheng's vision.

After touring the factory, the leaders were all very satisfied. Secretary Yang and the others nodded continuously, their joy evident.

Lin Xiangrong said, "According to our estimates, Jiang'an Auto Factory can produce 80,000 cars annually, nearly 90,000. If production materials are sufficient, the factory can operate at full capacity; with increased worker proficiency, it can produce over 150,000 cars. The annual car production can double! We are very confident we can achieve this!"

Secretary Yang, surprised, asked with a smile, "Oh? Your factory has such confidence?!"

Lin Xiangrong looked at Zheng Yongmin and Chang Yuanting. The three of them, with determined eyes, said in unison, "We have confidence!"

Chang Yuanting said firmly, "As long as the province supports our factory's development, we will definitely double the car production scale!"

Secretary Yang smiled and nodded, looking at Qin Qidong. Qin Qidong quickly responded, "Please rest assured, Secretary Yang. Our Industrial Bureau will contact all major units within the province to provide full support to Jiang'an Auto Factory!"

Secretary Yang nodded heavily and said to Lin Xiangrong, Chang Yuanting, and Zheng Yongmin, "I also want to express my support! On behalf of the provincial party committee and government, I will definitely support your factory's production work!"

Secretary Yang continued with a smile, "As long as your factory can increase production, the province will not hold you back!"

The leaders, hearing Secretary Yang's statement, which sounded like a joke, all smiled lightly. Such support was significant! With the top leader of the province making such a commitment, who could not support the car factory?

Zheng, Chang, and Lin looked at each other, seeing excitement and gratitude in each other's eyes. Indeed, such a commitment was enough for Jiang'an Auto Factory! It was enough for the workers! What more could they want?

"Secretary Yang, would you like to speak to the workers?" Zheng Yongmin, who had been accompanying the group and speaking little, now stepped forward and asked Secretary Yang.

Secretary Yang, who was younger than Zheng Yongmin, quickly held Zheng Yongmin's hands and said with a smile, "Director Zheng, you are older than me, so please don't be so formal! There's no need to give a speech; it might affect the workers' production! This is fine, just fine!"

Zheng Yongmin, being older, was the reason he didn't step forward. Hearing Secretary Yang's words, he nodded with a smile.

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