Guardian's so-called factory is located on a construction site in the suburbs of the south of the city.
Since he was traveling with the department president, Roland naturally didn't have to drive around in his loaf of bread, but took the opportunity to experience the feeling of being the boss of a luxury car.
I have to say, lying in the spacious seats that are softer than the sofa, drinking the chilled champagne from the rear freezer, this taste is really addictive.
Of course, it would be perfect if the champagne was replaced by Coke.
When the vehicle drove off the flat road and drove into the temporary road with potholes, the roar of machinery became endless, and trucks and excavators could be seen everywhere.
The banners of "Sanye Construction Engineering Co., Ltd." can be seen hanging on the row after row of prefab houses, and further afield, the towering pile foundations are densely packed like forests.
Probably seeing Roland's curiosity, Guardian took the initiative to explain, "The group intends to build a modern new energy automobile city here. The construction department is currently responsible for the construction, and when all the facilities are completed, it will be handed over to the manufacturing department. This project has been approved for a long time, and it was not implemented until a few months ago.”
It's no wonder that Garcia hasn't raised much about protesting the forced demolition recently. 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 an agricultural machinery factory. It has undergone several reforms, but in the end it can't keep up with the needs of the times. Considering your special requirements, I can leave a factory building. It's for your use, although it's not under my control, but I've already said hello there, and it's okay to leave it for the time being."
"Is the manpower still available?" Roland cared more about professionals than venues.
"It's almost gone," Guardian said with a shrug, "there is only a retired master and a dozen or so workers left. They are all members of the family. When the Auto City is built, the latter will probably be transferred to the new one. Get to your post."
Uh, it sounds a bit shabby... Roland couldn't help but slandered, but something is better than nothing, although there is still a certain gap with the legendary design bureau that gathers a lot of people and experts, but it is finally starting. .
After arriving at the destination, he lowered his psychological expectations again and saw a slightly dilapidated factory building, with an area of about 500 square meters, and the walls made of steel plates showed rust. Walking into the factory, the dust in the corners can almost print footprints, and the scattered machine tools are not much better, apparently no one has taken care of them for a long time.
Following Guardian up the stairs at the head of the factory building and approaching the management room, Roland keenly captured the sound of conversations coming from the room.
"Hey, I don't know when the company will be demolished here... Sitting in the same place every day, my ass is getting moldy."
"There's nothing wrong with being idle. Anyway, I won't get a salary increase when I transfer to a new company. Maybe I have to work overtime every day. I'd rather sit still."
"What did you say," a rather elderly voice interjected, "Young people should be full of energy."
"Energy can't be eaten... If I can retire and get a salary now, I promise to agree without saying a word."
"By the way, Master Xie, you should retire this time. I heard that the boss has persuaded you a few times. In fact, even if you don't come to report, the boss probably won't say anything."
"I can't bear to be here... I've been here for almost 30 years, and while it hasn't been demolished yet, let's take a look."
"How about I take some pictures for you?"
"Bastard, can the photo be the same as the real thing!"
"Wait, someone seems to be here"
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the room.
When Guardian's secretary stepped forward to open the door, everyone in the room had returned to their original positions, some sorting out the information on the table, and some sitting in front of the computer banging, as if they were busy before.
"Jia... President Jia, why are you here?" Seeing Jia De's appearance, everyone was stunned. Obviously, the "boss" they were talking about was not a member of the board of directors. It felt like a little-known village suddenly Like a senior government official.
"Bring a friend here to visit," Guardian looked at the eldest in the crowd, "You are Master Xie, right? I heard that you have been working here for decades?"
Roland also turned his attention to the other party. Judging from his appearance, he was almost sixty years old. The hair on the top of his head was only a sparse circle around him. He had a pair of huge reading glasses hanging on his nose. Wearing a thermos cup that has changed color, except for the more spirited eyes, other places are no different from those old men who come and go in the Cheongzi community.
I am afraid that the only thing Master Xie can do is his long working experience.
"Yes, you're right." The other party replied, rubbing the cup, with some ingratitude in his tone, "From the year I entered the factory, it has been exactly twenty-nine years this year."
Well, this temperament is also far from those of the folk masters who have a unique skill and ignore everyone... Roland's expectations have dropped to the bottom, and it seems that he may have to recruit people online.
"It's really hard for you," Guardian smiled. "It just so happens that this young friend of mine is interested in the factory. Please accompany him around and introduce the situation of the factory."
"Okay, okay." Master Xie glanced at Roland in surprise, "But the factory doesn't want to..."
"If he likes this place, the factory can stay."
As these words came out, Roland noticed that the eyes of the other party looking at him suddenly became hot.
"What's your name, please?"
"Just call me Roland."
"Okay Mr. Roland, please come with me!"
Master Xie took him down to the factory area with great interest. When he was about to introduce the long history of the factory, Roland interrupted him directly, "More than that, I want to know what kind of work you have done before?"
"I've done almost everything..." Master Xie said with a smile, "From fitter to workshop supervisor, and later as deputy factory manager for a period of time. When busy, one person has to work with three or four people, and arranges assembly operations during the day. Teach the lads to fix the machines at night, and not relax until the eyes are tired."
Roland couldn't help but stop, "Have you ever done design?"
"Hey, of course, although I didn't go to any serious university, but the factory held overnight classes before, and I learned a lot by myself. It's just that the pen and ruler are not as good as the computer, and the company established a special school a few years earlier. The design department of the company, these paper drawings are estimated that no one cares."
"If I want a crawler tractor with different requirements and specifications from the market, can you build it too?"
"Tractor? Ha, I'm more familiar with it than my daughter-in-law. I'm not bragging, Mr. Roland, as long as you give me a few apprentices, I can cut it out with my eyes closed."
He asked in surprise, "If that's the case, why didn't the Sanye Group call you into the design department?"
"Hey, now they can't do anything without computers. I heard that all production lines in the new factory are automated, with robotic arms and robots taking care of most of the work, while the people in the old factory are all doing sales and administration. Now, even if you invite me over, I can't do anything."
There was a hint of silence in Master Xie's tone.
And Roland's view of him has changed 180 degrees.
Normal image? Such employees will not steal the limelight;
Temperament honest? An honest team is better to lead, isn't it
Not knowing the computer is a trivial problem. You can call as many cheap draftsmen as you want.
"Very good, very good," Roland couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth and nodded again and again.
"Ah?" Master Xie was startled, as if he didn't understand what was so good about it.
"The factory will not be demolished," he said bluntly, "I will transform this place into a new design bureau, and you are my first chief engineer."
"Design... Bureau?"
"That's right," Roland stretched out his hand, "Welcome to the Greycastle Design Bureau."