Take Off My Aviation Era

　　 Ning Zhishan is depressed again.

　　 He really didn't do anything, but Zhuang Jianye's **** was just like sitting on the Rockets. He was first promoted. After all the news passed, he was seconded by the trial production office.

　　 So, the factory exploded, and some said he used power for personal gain, some said he was nepotism, and some said he was a black-eyed bastard.

　　 If he really did it by one hand, Ning Zhishan is not the kind of person who doesn't admit the account. The problem is that he didn't do anything!

But the higher-level leaders knew about this. More than 10,000 employees in the whole factory didn’t know it. Coupled with some deliberate rumors of envy, jealousy and hatred, Ning Zhishan really became a bastard, and most of his depressed hair was white. .

　　 At this moment, he put the papers in his hand on the desk, leaned on the chair, and closed his eyes tiredly. Things were beyond his control. He just wanted to help Zhuang Jianye, but he couldn't do anything.

But then again, without his own help, Zhuang Jianye is already very good. If the estimate is good, Zhuang Jianye should be included in the third echelon training. As long as he does not make a big mistake, the future is bright. It seems that his vision is still Very powerful, when I saw Zhuang Jianye, I thought this kid was good.

　　 The question is that this guy is ignorant, will there be a problem, no, he has to come to the house for a few days, he has to be enlightened.

Ning Zhishan squinted his eyes and was thinking. The phone on the table suddenly rang. Ning Zhishan, who had made up his mind, opened his eyes and picked up the phone on the table. After only a few words, he shouted angrily: "Not going home. , Tell her, if you dare not go home, you will never come back. She can't even control her mouth. What else can she manage? She's ready to be independent. Can you ask her if she has that ability?"

　　 "Beep~~~"

Ning Xiaodong’s eardrum was sore by Ning Zhishan’s roar. Compared with the blind tone of hanging up, he looked extra peaceful. He immediately turned to look at Ning Xiaoxue who was aggrieved, and smiled: "You heard it all. You threatened his old man to tell you the wrong person."

　　 "I'm like this, he still doesn't want to be forgiving." Before Ning Xiaoxue's words fell, tears began to swirl around her eyes.

　　 If Ning Zhishan is depressed, then Ning Xiaoxue is going crazy. She never thought that things would be so coincidental. As soon as she clarified the matter, Zhuang Jianye got the job done, and then she was seconded to trial production.

　　 She originally thought that all this was pushed by the old man at home, but she was angry that the old man didn't say hello in advance, and went home to have a good fight with him, and then she fell into an endless cold war.

　　 The result was not what I expected. The promotion of Zhuang Jianye was not done by the old man, but by the decision-making of the crafts department. Now Ning Xiaoxue is in trouble.

　　 Then, after listening to Ning Xiaodong's analysis, her mindless clarification might have a lot of influence on the father and Zhuang Jianye, and Ning Xiaoxue finally panicked.

But I wanted her to bow her head like this, and felt too shameless, so she took his brother to call the old man, threatening to retreat, and just find a step to get down, but I didn’t think the old man was very strong. , Do not eat her set at all.

Ning Xiaodong looked at Ning Xiaoxue's sobbing appearance, and felt soft and picked up the phone again: "Hey, is it the drawing room? Please help me find Comrade Ning Xiaohui... Who am I? I am him. Ge Ning Xiaodong..."

　　……

　　Ning's side is flying, and Zhuang Jianye's face is also drawn straight.

　　 In the morning, he ran to the trial production office where Building No. 6 was located. A section chief received him and filled out a few forms, then asked him to wait first, and then arrange a specific position for him.

Then he waited for a long time until Zhuang Jianye read all the dozens of newspapers on the table and drank seven or eight cups of tea. The section chief who received him was late and gave him a glorious occasion. Difficult task-organizing files.

The archive room the size of a medium-sized conference room, and the metal cabinets on two walls, are full of technical data related to the trial production of aircraft and aero engines. All the data collected since the establishment of the factory should be re-categorized and some should be kept in the trial production office. In order to check, some have to be sent to the factory archives.

　　 What’s more troublesome is that all sorting must be carried out in accordance with the new file storage rules issued by the ministries and commissions, and standardized management must be implemented, and the inspections of the ministries must be handled at any time.

　　 "To do such a big stall alone, the leader of the trial production organization really looks up to me."

Zhuang Jianye smoked his face and murmured in his heart. He didn't know that he had trouble arranging things for him. Yan Tiancheng, the director of the trial production office, Zhuang Jianye was the son-in-law of Ning Zhishan in the Organization Department. Yue got into his trial production office, and Yan Tiancheng, like most of the Yonghong factory cadres and employees, felt that Ning Zhishan was behind it.

Coupled with the pillow style of his wife Wang Xueqin a few days ago, it is difficult for Yan Tiancheng not to list Zhuang Jianye in the ranks of related households. It is precisely these related households that are the most difficult to arrange. Put it on the front line of trial production, in case the level is not enough. It's easy to go wrong; if it's arranged at the corner of the corner, it's not easy to explain to the big guy behind the person.

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　　Zhuang Jianye didn't know that he had held the director for so long because of his position. Right now he was worried about how to get these files. There were scattered bits and pieces everywhere. In desperation, he could only start with the whole department.

So he took out a set of tooling drawings of the 1965 J-6 fighter from file cabinet No. 1, checked it in accordance with the catalog, and put them on the table next to them in order, affixed a cover, and bound them into a book. Then write the catalog and use this as the starting point to classify the original drawings, meeting minutes, parts drawings, metallurgy, craftsmanship, general assembly, materials and other documents related to the manufacture of the F-6 fighter before and after the year.

This is a very large project. There are tens of thousands of documents about a type of fighter. It is not possible to sort them all out overnight. What's more, he is the only one who does this work, or all manpower. It's impossible to think fast.

　　 So Zhuang Jianye began to sort it out unhurriedly, not to mention, the process of sorting really let him find the secrets that are not well known.

　　 For example, the record in hand is mixed in the minutes of the J-6 fighter jet production meeting, which clearly records that Yonghong Factory has undertaken the trial production task of some main components of the "Speey" turbofan engine.

　　 Including the most core turbine and receiver, but the drawing that was just sorted contains a tooling drawing of a turbofan engine fan blade.

Zhuang Jianye felt familiar when he saw it at the time, but he didn't think of it for a while. At this moment, he saw the record in his hand, but suddenly, Yonghong factory even contracted the fan blades of "Speey", but why is it in the end? , FATEK can not even see the shadow of "Speey"?