Material Empire

"Duk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk."

Qin Hai gently knocked on Song Hongxuan's door, and immediately heard someone in the room asking, "Who is it?"

"Excuse me, is this Comrade Song Hongxuan?" Qin Hai asked.

The door opened, and a thin young man with disheveled hair appeared in front of Qin Hai. As Yu Junsheng described, this person's glasses were thicker than the bottom of a wine bottle, but Qin Hai could clearly see from behind the glasses. To a pair of wise eyes.

"I'm Song Hongxuan, may I ask who you are..." Song Hongxuan looked at Qin Hai and Qiao Changsheng and asked in a surprised tone.

"I am an engineer at Pingyuan Iron and Steel Plant. My name is Qin Hai." Qin Hai introduced himself. He has many identities. On this occasion, he felt that it would be more appropriate to use this identity to introduce himself.

"Qin Hai?" Song Hongxuan muttered the name, suddenly his eyes flashed, he raised his head to look at Qin Hai, and asked in an uncertain tone: "Are you Qin Hai?"

"Well, I am indeed Qin Hai, but I don't know if it is the Qin Hai you mentioned." Qin Hai replied with a smile. He didn't know why Song Hongxuan knew his name, but there was a ray of kindness in Song Hongxuan's eyes, and he probably didn't have a bad impression of Qin Hai.

"Please come in." Song Hongxuan stepped aside and opened the door, calling Qin Hai and Qiao Changsheng into the room. As he walked into the room, he swiftly cleaned up the books spread on the stool, table and bed, making room for Qin Hai and Qiao Changsheng to sit down.

"I'm sorry, usually no one comes to my little nest, so I made it too messy." Song Hongxuan said apologetically, at the same time he found two cups out of nowhere, and poured water for Qin Hai and the others.

Qin Hai and Qiao Changsheng sat down on the stools respectively. Qin Hai thanked Song Hongxuan, and then began to look at the small room.

This room is only about eight or nine square meters. Except for a bed, a school desk and a few stools, the rest of the space is filled with some homemade wooden shelves. All these wooden shelves are stacked with books, notebooks, papers, etc. Bookmarks can be seen in many books, and some books even have more than one bookmark.

Just because there are so many books, it doesn't make Qin Hai feel that there is anything unusual, because this is at best a nerd's shabby room. What surprised Qin Hai was that even though Song Hongxuan said self-effacingly that the room was too messy, in fact the arrangement of the various furniture in the room was quite organized. Although there were a lot of information, it was in good order, making one not feel messy at all. .

Before Qin Hai and Qiao Changsheng entered the door just now, Song Hongxuan didn't know what he was researching, and spread out books and materials all over the room. But after they entered the door, Song Hongxuan picked them up casually, and all the books were neatly returned to their original places. Also, when Song Hongxuan was looking for cups to pour water for them, he found the cups and thermos bottles all at once, and replaced them with other bachelors. I am afraid that he would have to rummage through boxes and cabinets for a long time before he could guarantee to find a clean and suitable cup.

"Director Song's room is tidy." Qin Hai couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Qin Hai didn't know Song Hongxuan's current position, so he could only call Song Hongxuan according to the position of deputy director of the workshop that Yu Youheng said. Hearing this address, Song Hongxuan was slightly taken aback, then smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "Gong Qin, please don't call me that, I'm just a data manager now, and all the masters in the factory call me Guan Song. "

"Song Guan..." Qin Hai felt a chill. Qingfeng Factory also has administrators called "Song Guan", but they are usually half-old men, or middle-aged women. Song Hongxuan has an image of an intellectual, and he is called "Song Guan". Not very harmonious. Qin Hai thought for a while and said, "How about we call me Xiao Qin and I call you Lao Song?"

"Haha, that's a good title." Song Hongxuan accepted Qin Hai's proposal with a hearty smile. His smile reassured Qin Hai. This scholar's personality is quite cheerful, and he doesn't seem to be difficult to get along with.

"You just said that my house is tidy? This is a bit exaggerated. I just tried the requirements of smoothness and fixed arrangement. In fact, it is mainly for the convenience of finding things by myself." Song Hongxuan pointed to his room and said.

"Are you talking about the requirements of fixed management?" Qin Hai asked Song Hongxuan with his eyes brightened.

"Why, Qin Gong has also come into contact with Mr. Aoki Kameo's theory?" Song Hongxuan also asked in surprise.

"No, no, I don't know who proposed this theory, I just heard about this concept." Qin Hai quickly explained.

Fixed location management is a theory in production site management. Its content refers to placing the items that need to be used in the production process in the correct position through activities such as sorting and rectification, so that people, things, and places are in the best combination state. In order to achieve the improvement of labor productivity and safety production requirements.

It was Kameo Aoki, an expert in industrial engineering in Japan, who first proposed fixed-location management. In the mid-1980s, Chimizu Chisato, a student of Kameo Aoki, went to China to give lectures and systematically introduced the concept of fixed-location management to Chinese companies. Back then, such a concept was very avant-garde. It was indeed shocking for Qin Hai to hear it from Song Hongxuan. As for Qin Hai's own understanding of this concept, it is entirely due to his status as a time traveler, because this concept has become common sense in later generations.

"I have thought about this method myself in the past, but after reading Mr. Aoki's theory introduced in a magazine recently, I feel that I have benefited a lot. The accumulation of Japanese management theory is much better than ours. We are not convinced. No way." Song Hongxuan said.

"By the way, Old Song, you haven't explained yet. What did you mean when you said I was Qin Hai?" Qin Hai asked with a smile.

Song Hongxuan also smiled, took out a bulging envelope from nowhere, handed it to Qin Hai, and said, "Look at this and you'll know."

Qin Hai took the envelope suspiciously, glanced at it, and found that "Anhe Provincial Economic Committee" was written on the address of the recipient. He opened the envelope, took out the letterhead inside, and was startled after reading only one line. It turned out that this was a request for instructions from the Economic Commission of Anhe Province calling for the protection of the waste slag of various iron and steel factories in Beixi City. It mentioned that the waste slag may be rich in minerals such as tantalum and niobium, which has extremely high economic value. Judging from the date of inscription at the end of the report, it was the time when Kawashima Ichiro negotiated with Beixi Iron and Steel Plant to clean up the slag.

"You mean, you also noticed the slag?" Qin Hai asked Song Hongxuan in surprise.

Song Hongxuan said: "I also noticed this problem by accident, but due to limited conditions, I couldn't identify the composition of the slag. Before the Japanese came, I didn't feel the urgency of the matter. I heard that the Japanese would transport I couldn't bear the slag. I wrote this report and planned to send it to the Provincial Economic and Economic Commission for them to investigate the matter. Who knows, before I sent the letter away, I heard that there was a famous person from Pingyuan County. The young man named Qin Hai stopped the slag train with his car, and finally arrested the Japanese. It was really enjoyable. Alas, I’m ashamed to say it, I really don’t have as much courage as you. "

"So that's the case." Qin Hai smiled. It seems that blocking the train really gave me a lot of points. In Beixi Iron and Steel Plant, not many people knew about his other deeds. But when it comes to blocking the train, everyone knows it. Even if some people don't know the name Qin Hai, at least they know that there was such a sensational incident. The transfer of the original factory director Wang Yiqiao was related to this matter. How could the people in the factory not know about it?

"By the way, Xiao Qin, why did you come to Beigang, and why did you come to me?" Song Hongxuan remembered to ask Qin Hai why he came here. He had a very speculative chat with Qin Hai just now. He even forgot to ask Qin Hai how he found him here.

Qin Haidao: "Would you believe me if I said that I came here for fame?"

"I don't believe it." Song Hongxuan replied decisively, "I don't have anything worthy of attention, how could you know my name?"

Qin Haidao: "What I said is true. I heard that you once served as the deputy director of Beigang's No. 2 open-hearth furnace workshop. You are very good at managing production, so I came here to invite you out of the mountain."

"Ask me to leave the mountain?" Song Hongxuan asked strangely, "Why, have you been transferred to work at Beigang?"

Qin Haidao: "You can also put it this way. The Pingyuan Iron and Steel Plant where I work has contracted Beigang's No. 2 open hearth furnace workshop, and is planning to introduce a market-oriented business model, but now it lacks a good workshop director. Someone recommended you to me. , so I came here to invite Xian."

"I see." Song Hongxuan nodded upon hearing this explanation. As long as he was a worker who worked in the No. 2 open hearth furnace workshop, he must have an impression of him, and it is reasonable to recommend him to Qin Hai. However, after all, he is a person who has been named by his superiors for making political mistakes. Doesn't Qin Hai shy away from this?

"Xiao Qin, since you know that I was the deputy director of the No. 2 open hearth furnace workshop, you must also know why I was dismissed?" Song Hongxuan asked.

Qin Hai said bluntly: "I heard it was because of political issues, but the specific details are not clear."

"That's it." Song Hongxuan said, "My problem is very big, and the province directly named me. After I was dismissed, Beigang changed three leaders, and none of them dared to use me as a prisoner. Don't you Are you not afraid of being implicated by me?"

He spoke so seriously, but his tone was ridiculed, as if he didn't take his so-called political issues to heart. Maybe it was because he knew Qin Hai's deeds of blocking the train, he had an instinctive sense of identification with Qin Hai, so he was more relaxed when he spoke.

"Old Song, can I ask you what kind of political mistakes you made, so that you were thrown into the cold palace and never used. If you make it clear to me, maybe I will give up. What do you think?" Qin Hai He also changed a joking tone and said to Song Hongxuan.