Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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"Whether you are the leader of the factory construction or not, the superior department will never let you try the production directly." Lu Yunfen didn't believe Yang Rui's words. These days, self-employed can have no unit and no leader. How can researchers have no unit and no leader?

Yang Rui is a good student, and the students are also managed by school leaders. Student files are kept in the school, and every time a punishment is thrown into the file, joining the league or party will be affected. If the political review fails, the graduation assignment work will also be affected. Those who could have gone to the provincial party committee may have to go to a local state-owned enterprise Yes, in the age of one job for life, this alone can overwhelm students to death. If it is more powerful, the school can expel students and revoke their student status, and no matter how good the students are, they will be in a mess.

In addition to schools, the Education Bureau is naturally a more powerful unit. In theory, all life and politics of students are under their management. It is different from 30 years later. At this time, the management is comprehensive and unreasonable, except for the children of high officials Besides, very few students can hide in the past.

This was the 1980s. In the 1960s, schools and education bureaus had more power. To be more precise, before the reform and opening up, the government had a stronger ability to intervene in personal life.

Lu Yunfen, who came from that era, did not have the concept of being leaderless at all.

How could there be no leadership?

Leadership is something more common than manure. It nourishes our land, promotes the circulation of the biological world, comes from everyone's body, and interferes with everyone's life forever.

Can't imagine life without leadership.

Yang Rui's understanding was completely different, but he did not argue with Lu Yunfen. He only said: "The WestJet pharmaceutical factory is mainly managed by the Hong Kong manager sent by Zeneca. He has no requirements for trial production. What we are doing now is to start production as soon as possible."

It may take more time to engage in secret trial production, and to conduct a foolproof trial production than to start production.

As a factory system, it is difficult to be foolproof, and it is normal for problems to occur. For a factory production line, it is not surprising that it takes several months to debug, and it is also common to debug while producing. Especially in the trial production stage, it is not surprising that the entire line is suddenly shut down, and then the design is modified.

If the visiting leaders don't want to see the scene of a full-line shutdown, then the factory must be in an unnecessary non-production state...

Secret production is difficult to keep secret, and it will embarrass the leader if it is revealed. On the other hand, it is the issue of approval and stamping. Factories that have not conducted trial production will naturally not be able to obtain production approval, and things produced before the production approval are naturally inconvenient to sell, and changing the production date is clearly illegal. . Although the competent authority may turn a blind eye to it, Zeneca is unwilling to do such unspoken rules, and Yang Rui is also unwilling to do it.

He has a great future waiting for him, why should he play such unspoken rules with others.

According to his contract with Zeneca, the production of coenzyme Q10 is guaranteed within three months, and his work is over. Whether the leaders who came to visit are happy or not, Zeneca will naturally deal with it.

Even the foreign trade of traditional Chinese medicine may not care whether the leading cadres of Hedong Province are happy or not.

The only one who cares about this is the Xibao Meat Factory. They have the lowest rank and are under the jurisdiction of Hedong Province. Their main job is to serve the leaders of Hedong Province.

But at the WestJet pharmaceutical plant,

Xibao Meat Factory has the weakest voice, not even comparable to Yang Rui.

As a pure manufacturing company, apart from providing venues and personnel, the West Fort Meat Factory relied on a piece of stock that was bought under the skin. Changing to another company would not affect the pharmaceutical factory.

Under such circumstances, the West Fort Meat Factory also had to keep to itself.

Except for the face of his uncle Duan Hua, Yang Rui doesn't need to show good looks to others. Anyway, his grandfather has a lot of prestige in the state-owned enterprise circles in this province, even if it is too much, the Xibao Meat Factory will not do much.

Lu Yunfen only thought that he was young and energetic, and reminded him intentionally. After thinking about it, she smiled and said, "It would be good if we can start production as soon as possible."

She didn't explain much, after all, it was only the first time the two met, and she had said a lot.

Ding Yaqin, on the other hand, cleverly thought of the difference between trial production and commissioning, but she didn't say much. Yang Rui's attitude just now made her somewhat uncomfortable.

Yang Rui accompanied them and said a few polite words, then continued to work.

It's not easy for the two of them to let him stop to entertain themselves, but they can't help but complain in their hearts: after all, they are still young people, and their behavior is a bit rough.

Fortunately, Yang Rui was handsome enough, looking at him, the anger pent up in his heart dissipated naturally.

The young Ding Yaqin's eyes even followed Yang Rui's movements involuntarily.

Compared with the plain youths with thick eyebrows and big eyes that were common in the 80s, Yang Rui is not only fashionable, but also has a different temperament and attitude, plus he is very handsome. In terms of appearance, he is indeed a first-class boy.

"It's just a bit sharp." Ding Yaqin thought so in his heart, and then explained to Yang Rui: If he hadn't been so sharp, he wouldn't have the "charm" he is now—hey, what am I thinking.

Ding Yaqin shook her head again and again. In order to change her mood, she couldn't help but take a few photos in a row, that's all, and secretly regretted the wasted photos.

Films are very expensive now, and journalists have to queue for a long time to apply for a roll of more than 20 black and white films. Senior reporters usually get more, and those with titles like photojournalist can also jump in the queue. Only young reporters like her have to follow the rules obediently. The annual allocation of film is only two or three rolls, unless There are some big projects that can save film, otherwise, she can only buy film with her own money, or ask for film from some units, no matter what, it is very troublesome.

Regardless of what happened outside, Yang Rui devoted himself to installation and debugging, just like what he did when he was a graduate student.

Although the instruments and equipment of the 1980s are slightly backward, in terms of principle, these products representing the advanced level of this era are not backward at all.

Completing a series of tasks according to the existing drawings also deepened Yang Rui's understanding of bioengineering. Recalling the knowledge in his mind, Yang Rui felt more and more happy.

The engineers from various countries recruited by Zeneca are also busy at the fastest speed. They came to China as a business trip, and the cost was high. In places like Xibao Town, the accommodation and food were not something they could get used to. All of them wanted to finish the work at hand and go home as soon as possible.

A total of 11 people-scale factories were completed quickly with the concerted efforts of a group of people.

Ding Yaqin and Lu Yunfen only stayed for a few days, and saw that the factory was basically completed.

Ding Yaqin, who didn't know much about technology, didn't think much of it yet, and Lu Yunfen almost plucked out her eyes. If only foreign technicians did a good job, she might just sigh with emotion. For the Chinese scientific community that has not made any progress in the past 20 years, she would not be surprised at how advanced the skills of foreigners are. But Yang Rui and the Ruixue group he trained were doing better and faster, and Lu Yunfen was so surprised.

The installation of scientific instruments is not like household appliances. The manual of a passable advanced instrument may have a thickness of 200 pages, and it is all in English, or even worse, it is all in German.

Most scientific instruments that use microcomputers have their own programs, and mechanical instruments have a large number of buttons.

For a researcher who has never been in contact with them, it is normal to spend two or three months learning how to use an instrument.

Dozens of instruments in a factory are all turned on, debugged, and even designed and installed. Lu Yunfen claims to have no such ability.

Yang Rui did, but it made her feel strange.

Lu Yunfen has always wanted to ask Yang Rui, but never found a chance. The Xibao Meat Factory arranged them in the guest house in the factory, which is much better than the environment in the town, but they have to walk to and from it. Moreover, it is not always possible to enter the WestJet Pharmaceutical Factory. It is always impossible to find an opportunity to talk to Yang Rui alone.

It finally arrived on Saturday, Lu Yunfen found Yang Rui after having lunch, and said: "You guys have a rest tomorrow, can you arrange a symposium or something, let us know the specific situation of the pharmaceutical factory."

Yang Rui played with the atomic absorption spectrometer, and said indifferently: "We will continue tomorrow, there is no holiday."

"No vacation? How long will you have to work overtime?" Lu Yunfen has been in the research institute for a long time, and she almost forgot about working overtime. Although the country only takes one day off a week, if you don't have a day off, you will feel super tired immediately.

Yang Rui is only eighteen years old, and he is full of energy. Whether it is studying, being a tutor or starting a business, he is used to the situation of not having a holiday. He smiled disapprovingly and said, "Work overtime and go to the factory for normal production."

"What about foreigners? They don't rest either?"

"They are more anxious than I am." Yang Rui smiled: "We can't buy steak in China, and we can't even buy bread. Do you think the British can stand eating sliced ​​noodles every day?"

"Sliced ​​noodles are better than bread."

"Foreigners really don't know what they think. People still think that steak with blood is delicious. Eating habits are cultivated." Yang Rui said in a sentence, and then said: "In short, we have to work overtime continuously to the factory for production. Please come."

Lu Yunfen nodded helplessly, left her contact information, and asked him to notify her, so she took advantage of the weekend to return to the Institute of Life Sciences.

Leaving for a week is almost the limit of a business trip in the province.

The researchers from all over the place went back one after another. Some left their contact information, while others simply left.

However, no one expected that within two weeks after leaving, invitation letters signed by WestJet Pharmaceuticals would be sent to the desks of various research institutes, schools, enterprises and units.

This time, it was a formal invitation, which represented that the WestJet pharmaceutical factory was about to officially start production.

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