"one two three four……"

"one two three four……"

　　 The sound of wild roar resounded through the mountains of Miyun.

　　 More than 10,000 workers, regardless of age, are practicing kicks and walking forward. Although the temperature in winter is low, the sun at noon is the same intense. People who are fainted do not dare to slack off.

When it was time to rest, Fang Zhengye immediately threw himself into the shade of the tree, took out the green military kettle, poured a few sips of water, and then panted, saying, "These army masters are too cruel. They really train us as soldiers. "

"Teenage shattered dolls are the most ruthless. They do what they say, otherwise, why you have to be young to serve as a soldier, you have to be able to rush up with a machine gun." The speaker was from a workshop in Fang Zhengye. Veteran worker Zhang Bin is almost fifty years old this year, and is also the oldest in the team.

Compared with Fang Zhengye’s physical weakness and shortness of breath, Zhang Bin’s condition is better. He sipped water and said: "When we built the factory, it was even harder than this, but I didn’t know what the new factory was. Looks like."

　　 "Are you really going to build a new factory?" Fang Zhengye had forgotten his body aches.

　　 The first few days of military training are certainly tiring and dying, but after the fatigue at the beginning, the next training can finally survive.

　　Moreover, the workers present are more concerned about their future work and their respective factories than how they spend their military training.

Zhang Bing looked around and said in the tone of the people who came over: "In all likelihood, we are going to build new factories. We were like this. We first broke up people from all over the country and then reorganized them. However, we were laboring back then. It’s not military training anymore."

　　 "There are more than 10,000 people, it's better to send us to work, waste time in military training..." Fang Zhengye has no interest in military training at all. His children are 13 years old and will be able to serve as soldiers in a few years, but he is trained as grandsons by small soldiers in the mountains. When he encounters a grumpy one, he will be lightly scolded.

　　Of course, there are also grumpy workers who fight with the instructors. Although the instructor was punished, the workers who fought were even more miserable. He was taken directly to the special training team for training for a week, and his face was completely exposed.

　　The army is originally a violent organization, and it is not a place that really makes sense. The workers quickly understood this truth. In recent days, even the most lazy workers in normal times have been educated to be diligent.

　　 As a melting pot, an army with violent attributes is really raging.

Zhang Bin is a soft temper. The opponent Zhengye's resistance smiled disapprovingly, and said: "When I was in the factory, these people didn't do much work, and who thought it was wasted. Anyway, it's a waste of support. It's better than military training. So as not to get moths out of the new factory."

　　 "According to you, military training is useful?"

　　 "The above is useful if it is useful." Zhang Bin paused, and then said: "Anyway, it is better than leaving a group of people in the factory and discussing it with you."

　　 "That is, what is there to discuss now, it's not what people say..."

　　 As soon as Fang Zhengye's voice fell, the instructor's whistle rang.

　　 "Assemble!"

　　 "Assemble!"

　　 The instructor raised his head and shouted, and the workers hurriedly got up and ran.

　　 all say that the working class is the most disciplined. This is true when the workload in the factory is heavy. However, when the operating rate of the factory continues to decline, the probability also continues to decline along with the production capacity. Because it is meaningless to maintain high-efficiency discipline, even when the machine is not running in the factory, what can everyone do besides getting together and smoking.

　　 The army is a good place to eliminate loneliness.

　　 Especially during military training that is not emotional. The big soldiers don't know the workers in front of them, let alone worry that they will become their own colleagues or subordinates in the future. Coupled with the requirements of the superiors, it is more ruthless than one practice.

　　 In less than two weeks, more than 30 workers have been admitted to the hospital for various reasons.

　　 However, the remaining workers did not receive reduced treatment.

　　 Fang Zhengye's legs were close together, and he quickly stood in a row with the people around him, his movements were extremely standard.

　　 "Stop for a while." The instructor shouted, and he stood in the first row of the queue.

　　 "Comrade workers, hello everyone." On weekdays, on the empty rostrum, a few people suddenly appeared on the rostrum, some of them were talking with microphones.

　　 Founder Zhengye was a little dazed, but he took advantage of the trend and looked over.

　　 "It's Yang Rui." Fang Zhengye's eyes were super good, and he recognized the young man holding the microphone on the podium at a glance. He was the Nobel Prize winner Yang Rui who was overwhelmed by publicity a few days ago.

　　 Zhang Bin couldn’t see people clearly, and he said, "Hey?"

　　 "It looks good, as long as my daughter sees him on TV, we are not allowed to change channels."

　　 "No speech allowed." The instructor's head leaned forward and looked over fiercely. Although he was only a teenage soldier doll, no one dared to offend him.

　　 Fang Zhengye and Zhang Bin had to shut up.

Yang Rui on the stage, the rhythm of his speech also rose: "I was entrusted by the Chemical Drug Promotion Office to do a restructuring study on North China Pharmaceutical, the North China First Pharmaceutical Factory, [emailprotected]... Now it seems, continue It is difficult to make Chinese patent medicines, or generic medicines of old medicines, to feed the more than 10,000 people present. I think everyone is not willing to live a life of only dead wages like a large collective factory."

　　 "I don't want to." Someone shouted out, and someone agreed.

　　 Fang Zhengye couldn't help but opened his mouth.

　　 Even though everyone is a state-owned enterprise, the gap between state-owned enterprises and state-owned enterprises is also huge.

　　The most basic thing is to see who the father of the state-owned enterprise is. The high-end state-owned enterprises are high-end in Dad’s position. As far as the 1980s are concerned, state-owned enterprises directly under ministries and commissions are also very high-end. However, this concept is being impacted. Large ministries such as the Ministry of Weapons are also unable to handle a large number of The third-tier factories are struggling to make ends meet, and several companies under the Machinery Department are declining day by day, which is very disappointing.

In contrast, local provincial governments and state-owned enterprises in provincial capital cities are considered stable. For example, North China Pharmaceutical, where Founder is located, can not only get wages, but also travel once a year to reimburse the family’s medical expenses, which is also considered in addition to wages. Benefits.

　　Even if Huabei Pharmaceutical is not looking at it anymore, its backbone is much larger than that of collective enterprises.

　　 Most of the collective factories, let alone get dead wages, it is an extravagant expectation to get full wages.

　　The workers present used to look down on collective factories, but now they are even more reluctant to enter state-owned factories.

Yang Rui did not wait for the turmoil of the crowd, and immediately said: "Since I don't want to, I have to make changes. I think that the new factory should aim at the development and production of new drugs. Of course, the development of new drugs will be developed by Peking University. The channel laboratory is responsible, but the production work is about to be handed over to you..."

　　 Yang Rui mentioned the integration of production, education and research, not to mention too much detail, just let the workers know their future working environment.

　　 At this time, someone shouted: "Professor Yang, did you develop the new drug?"

　　 "Don't speak." The instructor in the same group was in a hurry.

"It's okay, you can ask a few questions." Yang Rui held the microphone and said: "The new drug was developed by the Ion Channel Laboratory of Peking University. The current progress is gratifying. At the same time, we must build the factory with high standards as soon as possible. "

　　 "Can the new medicine be sold?" The same person was still asking, but there were many approvers, and they all looked at Yang Rui with concern.

　　 Whether a medicine is good or not is very important to the factory. Even workers who do not understand the market can draw conclusions from the production requirements.

　　 However, without waiting for Yang Rui to answer this time, there are already workers from the company next door, shouting loudly: "How can the new medicine made by the Nobel Prize be difficult to sell?"

　　 "I mean, the Nobel Prize, the number one in the world, can the medicine made by others be bad?"

　　 "Even if he takes a lump of mud out, he can sell it."

　　 Although there are opponents, this inexplicable sense of trust is the mainstream of the scene.

　　 Yang Rui also froze for a moment, then picked up the microphone, nodded slightly, and said, "The medicine we made will definitely be sold. Don't worry."

　　 "You do it, we can rest assured."

　　 "We are going to be the world's No. 1 pharmaceutical company~lightnovelpub.net~ China's No. 1 is almost the same."

　　 Workers’ discussions quickly turned the scene into chaos. The military representatives walked over quickly and whispered: "Professor Yang, or come here first today."

　　 "Let me say another sentence, please be quiet." Yang Rui picked up the microphone, not only replied to the military representative, but also quieted down below.

Yang Rui paused for a while, and then said: "The new factory is set up, and everything is waiting to be developed. Your performance during this period will largely determine your future work. At present, most of the factory cadres studying in the party school All need further study. Therefore, we will promote some cadres among you. Please work hard."

　　 After speaking, Yang Rui put down the microphone and turned to leave.

　　 After a brief surprise, the workers immediately set off a lively discussion.

　　 Fang Zhengye couldn't help but said to Zhang Bin: "We also have the opportunity to be cadres."

"I'm old and can't do it anymore. You young people have a chance." Zhang Bing said with emotion: "When we opened a new factory, there were people who were promoted every day. Think about it, compared to the lifelessness behind. , It’s so much more comfortable. If you are interested, you have to seize the opportunity."

　　 "Anyway means one thing." Fang Zhengye accepted the conversation embarrassedly, but his legs were stretched straight, and he had begun to strictly demand himself according to the standards of a cadre.

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　　 (End of this chapter)