Siheyuan Diaosi Attack

Dong listened and then replied: "Director, this machine has no replaceable parts. That's why I came to tell you. If you want to replace the parts, you have to make them according to the original new size. You have to remove the parts for analysis and testing. It is possible that the parts of this machine cannot be made, and then this machine will be unusable."

After listening to what Engineer Dong said, Director Yang fell into silence. His hands tapped unconsciously on the coffee table, and his eyes revealed a trace of worry and anxiety. He was thinking about what kind of responsibility issues would be involved if a machine could not be used.

Then he looked at Engineer Dong and said, "Engineer Dong, what is the success rate of remaking this part?"

After listening to Director Yang's words, Engineer Dong pondered for a moment, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly said, "This, I think the success rate is about 50% to 60%."

After hearing this, Director Yang couldn't help but frown, with a look of disbelief on his face, and muttered to himself: "Is the success rate so low?

Is this likely to succeed?"

After hearing what Director Yang said, Engineer Dong said softly, "Director, the lathes in the workshop are basically old. The quality of the parts produced nowadays is really hard to improve. If we keep delaying like this, I'm afraid these machines will become useless after a long time. I've been thinking about this. Why don't we try an experiment with one machine first?"

At this time, Engineer Dong looked a little thin, wearing a slightly old but neat work suit, with slightly messy hair sticking to his forehead. His eyes revealed determination and a hint of worry, and his slightly wrinkled brows seemed to carry endless thoughts.

He just stood there quietly, rubbing the corners of his clothes nervously with his hands and sighing softly from time to time.

After hearing what Engineer Dong said, Director Yang thought to himself, "If this machine can't be fixed, it will be completely useless. If it can be fixed, then the problems with the other machines will probably be solved."

He couldn't help but fall into deep thought, frowning slightly, clasping his hands across his chest, staring ahead with a serious look.

Director Yang is a tall and sturdy man with a square face and a pair of bright eyes under his thick eyebrows. At this moment, there is not much expression on his face, but his slightly pursed lips and furrowed brows reveal his inner entanglement and caution.

Engineer Dong was silent and just waiting for Director Yang to make a decision. After a while, Director Yang looked at Engineer Dong and said slowly, "I need to study this matter with other colleagues in the factory before making a decision!

Do you have anything else to say?"

After hearing what the factory director said, Engineer Dong replied: “Well, there is nothing else!

I will copy a copy of the motor information and send it to you in a moment."

Engineer Dong showed a sincere smile on his face, which contained a bit of expectation and confidence. He nodded slightly and turned to leave.

After hearing this, Director Yang responded, "Thank you for your hard work, Engineer Dong."

Dong Gong listened, smiled and replied: "It's okay, I'll leave now."

After saying that, he stood up and prepared to leave.

He moved quickly and strode towards the door.

Director Yang also stood up and escorted Engineer Dong out of the office, saying with concern as he walked away, "Engineer Dong, take care."

Engineer Dong nodded repeatedly with a grateful look on his face, then strode out of the factory director's office. Although his back looked a little thin, it was full of strength and determination.

After seeing Engineer Dong off, Director Yang slowly returned to his office.

He sat down on the chair inside the desk, leaned back, looked ahead with empty eyes, and muttered to himself: "This Li Yue, this proposal is really a difficult problem!

If this is done well, it will naturally be a great achievement, but if it is not done well, the responsibility will be entirely on us.

We need to hold a meeting to study this matter and decide what kind of reward would be appropriate to give him.

Such a thing happened at this critical moment. Sigh! We still have to call Lao Zhu and the secretary over to have a good talk. "

As he spoke, he rubbed his forehead hard with his rough big hands in annoyance, a helpless and conflicted look on his face, and his brows were furrowed so tightly that it seemed as if he could pinch a fly to death.

Director Yang sat quietly in the chair, lost in thought, his eyes revealing a bit of worry and uneasiness.

His eyes were slightly red, which was caused by staying up late and worrying too much. At this moment, there was a complex light flashing in his eyes, sometimes with a hint of confusion, and sometimes with a hint of determination.

After a long while, he came back to his senses from his deep thoughts, sighed heavily, stood up, paced back and forth in the office, and kept muttering: "What should I do, what should I do..."

His pace became faster and faster, and his mood became more and more anxious. From time to time, he would stop, clasped his hands over his chest, frowned, and fell into deeper thought. His slightly trembling body seemed to be under tremendous pressure.

At this moment, he suddenly seemed to have made up his mind. He walked quickly to the desk, picked up the phone and dialed Lao Zhu's number, saying, "Lao Zhu, please find the secretary. Come over quickly. We need to hold an emergency meeting to discuss Li Yue's matter."

After saying that, he put down the phone, returned to his chair, and waited quietly for the arrival of his two colleagues.

His hands were clenched tightly together, his knuckles turned white from the force, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, sparkling in the sunlight.

Lou Xiao'e was sitting on the sofa at home at this time. Lou Bancheng sat beside her, looked at her and said softly: "Xiao'e, the car has returned. I will take you to your Uncle Chen's place!"

After hearing this, Lou Xiao'e immediately responded, "Dad, you should quickly follow what Li Yue said and carry out the plan for Xu Damao!

I don’t want to stay here too long.”

After hearing this, Lou Bancheng laughed and said, "Well! I will do it as soon as possible. You don't have to worry about it."

Tan, who was standing by, also smiled and said, "Xiao E, you are still anxious. Why are you so anxious?"

After hearing what Tan said, Lou Xiao'e blushed and said anxiously, "Dad, let's go!" Lou Bancheng nodded, stood up and walked out. Lou Xiao'e hurriedly followed him out of the house.

Tan watched Lou Xiao'e leave without saying anything. She knew in her heart that this was only temporary, so she did not follow her out. She stood up and slowly went upstairs.

Lou Xiao'e walked in front with hurried steps, and her small high heels made crisp sounds as they stepped on the floor.

There was a hint of impatience and shyness in her eyes. She turned around and saw that Tan did not follow her out.

Lou Bancheng looked back and Lou Xiao'e asked, "Xiao'e, what are you doing?" Lou Xiao'e replied, "Nothing."

After hearing this, Lou Bancheng said, "Get in the car quickly!" Then Lou Bancheng opened the car door and motioned Lou Xiao'e to get in.

After Lou Xiao'e got in the car, the driver slowly started the car and drove forward.

Lou Bancheng sat next to him in the back seat, thinking secretly: I must resolve the matter that Li Yue mentioned about Xu Damao as soon as possible, so that Xiao'e can feel at ease sooner.

Lou Xiao'e was looking out the window, her thoughts had already drifted far away. She only hoped to get rid of the thing that made her feel depressed as soon as possible.