Release that Witch

Guardian's so-called factory is located in a construction site on the outskirts of the city.

Since he followed the department's president, Roland naturally didn't have to drive his little bread to keep on running, but took the opportunity to experience the feeling of a luxury car boss.

It has to be said that lying in a spacious seat that is softer than a sofa, drinking iced champagne taken from the rear freezer, this taste is really addictive.

Of course, if you change the champagne into a cola, it is even more perfect.

When the vehicle drove down a flat road and drove into a pitted temporary road, the roar of the machinery became loud and the trucks and excavators were everywhere.

On the row of row houses, you can see the banner hanging "Sanye Construction Engineering Co., Ltd.", and further away, the towering piles are densely forested.

Probably seeing Roland's curiosity, Guardian explained, "The group intends to build a modern new energy automobile city here. Currently, the construction department is responsible for the construction. When all the facilities are completed, they will be transferred to the manufacturing department. The project was approved for a long time and was not implemented until a few months ago."

It is not difficult to mention that Garcia recently did not mention anything to protest against the demolitions. The feeling is that the Sanye Group temporarily shifted its target.

"What about the factory?"

"It will be demolished." Guardian replied. "It used to be a farm machinery factory. It has undergone several reforms, but it will not be able to keep up with the times. In view of your special requirements, I can leave a factory. For your use, although it is not for me, but I have already said hello to it, and it will not matter if it is temporarily placed."

“Is the man still complete?” Roland is more concerned with professionals than the venue.

“It’s almost gone,” said Gard, shrugging. “There is only one fast-retired master and ten workers. They are all family members. When the car city is built, the latter is expected to be transferred to the new one. Go up."

Oh, it sounds a bit shabby... Roland can’t help but groan, but there’s better than nothing, although there’s still a gap between what I’m expecting and the legendary design bureau of experts, but it’s finally Started.

After arriving at the destination, he lowered his psychological expectations again. It was a slightly derelict factory building with an area of ​​almost 500 square meters. The walls of the steel plate were covered with rust. Walking into the factory, the dust in the corner can almost print the footprints, and the machine tools scattered and scattered are not much better. It is obvious that no one has taken care of them for a long time.

Following Gardner's stairway to the factory building, near the management room, Roland keenly captured the conversation from the room.

"Hey, I don't know when the company will be here.... Sitting in the same place every day, my **** is getting moldy."

"There is nothing wrong with being idle. Anyway, if you transfer to a new company, you won't get a salary. Maybe you have to work overtime every day. I would rather sit still."

"What to say," a rather old voice came in. "Young people should be full of energy."

"Energy can't be eaten as a meal... If I can retire to get a salary now, I promise to promise if I don't say anything."

"To Master Xie, you should have retired this time. I heard that the boss has advised you a few times. In fact, even if you don't come to check the card, it is estimated that you won't say anything."

"I can't bear to be here... I have been waiting for thirty years, and now I haven't taken it apart. It's a glance."

"Or, can I take a few photos for you?"

"Mixed kid, can the photo be the same as the real thing!"

"Wait, it seems that someone is coming"

The room suddenly sounded a glimpse of the sound of Sosso.

When the secretary of Guardian pushed forward the door, everyone in the house had returned to their original position. Some sorted out the information on the table, and some sat in front of the computer and beat and beat, as if they were busy before.

“Jia... Jia, how come you?” Seeing Guardian’s appearance, everyone is one of them. Obviously the “boss” in their mouth is not a member of the board. It feels like a village that is not known. Suddenly come to the government as a senior official.

"Bring a friend to visit," Jiade looked at the oldest person in the crowd. "You are Master Xie, right? I heard that you have been here for decades?"

Roland also turned his gaze to the other side. From the point of view, he was almost sixty years old. His hair on his head was only a sparse circle around him. He had a huge reading glasses hanging on his nose. His body was thin and thin. In addition to the spirit of the cup, the other places are no different from those who come and go in the community.

I am afraid that the Master Xie can get the hand, and only the length of service is long.

"Yes, you are right." The other side replied with a cup in his voice, with some pleasing meaning in his tone, "from the year of entering the factory to just twenty-nine years this year."

Well, this temperament is also far from the folk masters who have a unique life and look at everyone who cares about it... Roland’s expectations have fallen to the bottom, and it seems that he may have to recruit himself online.

"It’s really hard for you," Guardard smiled. "Exactly, my young friend is interested in the factory. You will accompany him to make a turn and introduce the situation of the factory."

"Good, good." Master Xie looked at Roland with amazement. "But the factory doesn't want to..."

"If he looks at it, the factory can stay."

With this in mind, Roland noticed that the other side looked at his own eyes and suddenly heated up.

"What do you call it?"

"Call me Roland."

"Good Mr. Roland, please come with me!"

When Master Xie took him to the factory area with great enthusiasm and was preparing to introduce the long history of the factory, Roland directly interrupted him. "I want to know more about what you have done before?"

"Almost everything has been done..." Master Xie smiled and said, "From the fitter to the workshop supervisor, and later worked as a deputy director for a while. When busy, one person must use three or four people to arrange the flow during the day. In the evening, I taught the boys to repair the machine until the eyes were not good enough to make it clear."

Roland couldn't help but stop. "Has the design been done?"

"Oh, of course, although I didn't read anything at the university, but the factory had an overnight class before, I also learned a lot of things. Just how the pen and ruler can't compare with the computer, plus the company set up a special company a few years ago. The design department, these paper drawings are estimated to be no one cares."

“If I want a crawler tractor, and the requirements and specifications on the market are different, can you make it?”

"Tractor? Ha, I am more familiar with it than my wife. Not that I am bragging, Mr. Roland, just give me some apprentices and I can cut it out with my eyes closed."

He asked in amazement. "In this case, why didn't the Sanye Group call you into the design department?"

"Hey, now they are all inseparable from the computer. I heard that all the production lines of the new factory are running automatically. The robotic arms and robots do most of the work. The people in the old factory are all selling and managing. Well, even if I ask me to go, I can't do anything."

Master Xie’s tone revealed a trace of silence.

Roland’s view of him has changed 180 degrees.

Ordinary image? Such employees will not steal the limelight;

Is the temperament honest? Is the honest team better?

If you don't understand the computer, it's a trivial question. How many cheap drafters you have, you can do a dozen.

"Very good, very good," Roland couldn't help but raise his mouth and nodded.

"Ah?" Master Xie, as if he didn't understand where it was.

“The factory won’t be demolished,” he said straightforwardly. “I will transform this into a new design bureau, and you are my first chief.”

"Design... Bureau?"

“Yes,” Roland reached out to the other party. “Welcome to the Graysburg Design Bureau.”