Chapter Thirty Oil Extraction Machine (Seeking Clicks and Recommendations)

  The so-called double donkey head oil extraction machine is a device that has one more "head" than the traditional donkey head machine, making both ends of the walking beam have a donkey head. Through the rotation of the turntable and the alternating up-and-down movement of the connecting rod, it achieves high efficiency by allowing one oil extraction machine to simultaneously extract oil from two wells at the same time.

  The twin-screw pump seen in Su City was developed by the Petroleum Department, which is more complex than traditional conventional oil pumps, but has strong replaceability and became the main model of large oil fields in just a few years.

  Such good design, as long as it is formed into a drawing, is a wealth.

  As soon as Su Cheng thought of it, he quickly wrote down a few key words in English.

  Shulan watched from the side and couldn't understand either, feeling stifled, she said: "Are you still worried that I won't be able to make it?"

  "I'm worried that you'll go and tell your master." Su Cheng curled his lips, saying: "He's a god-like figure, my superior and I are just ordinary people who eat and drink."

  "What's this supposed to mean?"

  Su Cheng smiled but didn't answer. It was as if he had made a set of connecting rods, which weren't worth much money, but definitely not 500 yuan. The double-cylinder oil pump was different, this was a big deal, and giving it away for free would be too unfair to himself.

  Not enough, any researcher at any time is living 10 years ago. He didn't explain and just said: "The single-flow valve on your drawing is no problem, but if you change the connection to the side, it will be easier to install."

  Shulan let out an "uh" and quickly flipped through the pictures carefully.

  Su Cheng took advantage of the opportunity to draw a rough sketch and then put the paper away.

  By the time he graduated, the country had to invent and create dozens of oil extractors every year, but only a few could be selected for production. Those that became popular might not appear even once in two or three years.

  There are many oil extraction machines under the sky that are more energy-efficient, higher in efficiency and simpler than the Double Donkey Head, but those that can be counted on one's fingers are stuck at the central point. He doesn't expect to make money from patents domestically, but selling them abroad is a different story.

  After all, this is a design that became popular 10 years later. According to the words of the time, it reached the level of the late 1980s in the world, and for Su City, the timing was more appropriate.

  It doesn't matter what you say, with a bottle of Coke to let Shulan go, looking at that tempting little figure disappear, Su Cheng only then picked up the ruler again and started drawing seriously.

  On the other hand, Shang Jun was busy and sweating all over, but secretly thanked Su Cheng.

  It's okay for one day without power. Before taking office, Da Zhang still thought that the days in the Qing Water Yamen were quite leisurely.

  However, once you've gained power, the fawning flattery that comes pouring in makes every seal seem full of flavor.

  Shang Jun thought, this Su City, how could it resist such temptation, and handed over his power to himself.

  The more he felt the beauty of power, the more astonished he was, and the more admiring he became of Su City.

  Dai Su had just arrived at the office with great difficulty when Director Shang suddenly stood up, as if he were on an inspection tour.

  "Suzhou City, I'm here." Shang Jun suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.

  Looking at Su Cheng again, I feel that his smile is warm and gentle, just like a leader. Perhaps, before I retire, he will become my own leader.

  Shang Jun pushed aside the complicated thoughts, spread out the documents on his desk and smiled: "Su Cheng, I was just thinking of going to find you. Our project progress is not slow."

  "How much?" Su Cheng greeted others in the office and sat down beside Shang Jun.

  Still in a daze, he stretched out a palm.

  "50%?" Su Cheng naturally compared the speed of the construction command center.

  Shang Jun burst out laughing and said, "It's five times."

  Su Cheng also took a deep breath and said, "These small town engineering teams are really desperate."

  "Our construction army was also desperate back then." Shang Jun sighed and said, "During the war years, the Construction Command performed all the major plays, laying thousands of kilometers of pipelines, erecting hundreds of thousands of power poles, all done day and night. However, the migrant workers from before have become employees now, they all think about how to get their children in to slack off, no one wants to work anymore."

  "What a pity, if they were office workers, they could still enjoy some idle years, but those who work on construction sites can't." Su Cheng knew that in the future, all major construction companies would only have office workers left, and specific tasks would be contracted out to small engineering teams.

  The construction team currently building the foundation of Victory Oil Field No. 5 is indeed the one snatching their rice bowls.

  Chang Zuo Long couldn't understand his prophet, and smiled silently: "The engineering team under the construction command post has actually taken over more than 100 projects. However, at present prices, they must be doing it without enthusiasm. Moreover, I think their energy is not focused on that aspect."

  "What did you say?"

  "They're really looking for trouble." Shang Jun threw out a stack of documents and said, "Take a look, these are the mistakes they found."

  Su City curiously opened it, and indeed it was a batch of engineering inspection reports. Among them, there were those with unqualified angles, those that did not follow the design drawings for construction, those with unqualified craftsmanship, and even one case of stealing work and reducing materials, using old steel bars to replace new ones...

  Page after page, Su Cheng's face became increasingly gloomy, and he asked, "How did you handle it?"

  "What else can we do, according to their requirements, fines, and orders for rework." Director Shang's tone was somewhat dissatisfied. He felt that the Construction Command Center was targeting him, and if it weren't for the various evidence attached to the documents, he wouldn't even bother to argue.

  In the past, he was afraid of being dragged into a trap and forced to do something, so he asked others to inspect and rectify. Now it's different, he doesn't take responsibility but has power, so he wants to handle this matter smoothly and gain some political achievement. The project report on his desk became a thorn in his eye, thinking that it was someone's revenge.

  Su Cheng took a deep breath and asked: "Has the engineering fee been paid?"

  As he spoke, he stood up.

  Shang Jun had a feeling about reporting to his superiors, but still told the truth: "It's not even time to pay the engineering fees, how..."

  "Go take a look." Su Cheng pulled him up and they got into the jeep, speeding away with a loud rumble.

  With Su City's driving skills, even the flat city roads could make people dizzy. The bumpy sandy land and the speed of stepping on the accelerator to the end made Shang Jun feel like he was on cloud nine, then fell into the ground, and finally fell into hell, no matter how hard he climbed, he couldn't get out.

  "Stop!" Shang Jun opened his mouth and suddenly burst out with a loud cry.

  "You're kidding, right? You take the bus every day and still get carsick." Su Cheng slowed down, thinking he was being considerate, but in fact made the bumpiness worse.

  Shang Jun was speechless, and his mind kept repeating one sentence: I've never ridden in a car like yours before.

  Fortunately, the road was not far away, and the jeep soon stopped in front of the flat house of the 6th oil extraction team of the third oil extraction plant.

  Not far away was the construction team, Su Cheng looked at the documents in his hand and asked Shang Jun: "Is this the engineering team that uses inferior materials as good ones?"

  Shang Jun still hadn't recovered from his exertion, his face pale as he said "yes".

  Su Cheng nodded and began to observe.

  The engineering team's tent was set up next to the oil extraction team's bungalow, with 3 green big sheds outside, surrounded by a stove that was boiling water.

  Apart from this, there are only construction workers and empty land for stacking materials.

  The oil field is bitter, tiring and dirty. The engineering team makes less than the oil workers to make a living. Su Cheng sighed, looking at the word "scrap steel" on the document, but in his heart, he thought that not every poor and pitiful person is willing to exchange honest labor for rewards.

  He was dressed in a cadre's attire and had arrived by car, with people on the construction site shouting "Old Wang, Old Wang."

  After a while, an old farmer-like man came out wiping his hands.

  When they met, he nodded and bowed, calling out "Director Shang", and quickly handed over a Red Pagoda Mountain cigarette.

  Su Cheng didn't light up, and Shang Jun also didn't light up seeing this.

  Old Wang suddenly felt uneasy and hastily smiled at Su Cheng: "This comrade, I'm a fool, I don't understand anything... You see"

  "Here... are you in charge?" Su Cheng scrutinized his attire, unsure of what to make of it.

  "It's none of your business. These young folks are all from my village, I'm just bringing them out to see the world..."

  He didn't hear anything else after that.

  He searched according to the map and first found the place where the mistake occurred that day. It was a warehouse on the edge of the sports field, with two floors high, estimated to be over 100 square meters in size. The top floor had glass, more like a factory than a room.

  Old Wang hurried over and said with a smile, "This is used to put basketballs and other things, also, there are football goals, nets and repair tools that can be stored inside, killing two birds with one stone."

  Compared with ordinary basic five small, having a warehouse can greatly improve the gross profit of the sports field.

  Su Cheng thought for a moment and said: "You were inspected last time, and you used scrap steel bars. I'll take another look this time, have you all replaced them?"

  "They've all been replaced." Old Wang pointed at the west wall and said with a smile: "Look, now it's all new steel reinforcement."

  "Has anyone checked?"

  Old Wang glanced at Director Shang and said in a low voice: "He hasn't even had time to come yet."

  Su Cheng looked at the documents in his hand and said: "The Construction Command's requirement is to rebuild the warehouse, what you are doing now is just renovating it?"

  The difference between coming in and going out is huge.

  Lao Wang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "Actually, apart from the steel used being slightly inferior, other places are fine, no need to rebuild, just repair it, and it can still be used for a long time."

  Su Cheng's face was gloomy and he didn't say a word.

  Shang Jun pulled him and said: "Look at others, an old man works so hard, why make it difficult for them."

  He didn't want anything else to happen either.

  Su Cheng was deeply disgusted with the tofu dregs project and thought to himself, "If someone like Old Wang becomes successful, in 20 years he'll be ready to hand over the reins to his son. By that time, these old-timers who are used to doing tofu dregs projects will come up with what kind of engineering? Won't they abandon their 20 years of successful experience and spend even more money to reform themselves?"

  Reward and punishment should be based on hard work, this itself is a mistake.

  He is ostensibly under Shang Jun's command, and cannot be directly rebuked, so he can only advise: "Shang Chu, this warehouse of his, if it's shoddy work, nothing will happen in normal times, but when there's a heavy rain or earthquake, how can it withstand it? The geological changes in our oil field are complex, what if someone gets crushed inside, how can we explain...?"

  "No, no one lives in the warehouse." Old Wang shook his head repeatedly, smiled awkwardly and handed over a cigarette, saying "Comrade, how could anyone live in the warehouse?"

  Su Cheng didn't look at him, but instead said to Shang Jun: "Director, let's take a step back and say that we spent money to buy a good house, why did he replace it with a bad one?"

  "How can it be a rotten house?" The old man's son next to him listened more and more angrily, saying: "You have a warehouse, built better than our house. Such thick steel bars are all tied up inside, is that necessary? We save some money, this house is still safe to live in. If you're worried, I'll let you live inside. Want to stay for how long, stay for how long. If it collapses, I'll die."

  Su Cheng was stunned and his eyes widened in shock.

  The director's face was no longer tolerable, and he scolded: "What kind of thing is this muddled mess? What I'm talking about is the quality of the project, not whatever you want to build it into. You save your own money and give the country a rotten house, that's digging at the corner of socialism!"

  Old Wang was startled and stood in the middle with his hands straight out, shouting repeatedly: "I'll smash open the wall in the middle for you to see."

  He himself picked up a sledgehammer and, with a grunt, smashed open two sides of the wall.

  Inside is indeed in accordance with the regulations of steel bars.

  Old Wang hung his head, and a smile was also hanging on the corner of his honest mouth. The man responded to Su with a sarcastic expression.

  "Now that the warehouse has been renovated, let's invite the construction headquarters to inspect it again." Su Cheng's words once again sank the hearts of the two men.

  He took a deep breath and continued: "According to the contract, you have been shirking your duties and cutting corners. Not only will you not receive payment for the project, but you will also have to compensate for the materials used. Now, I'm giving you an opportunity. Before the Construction Command Center arrives, get all the indicators in order. Otherwise, if the construction is unqualified, the corresponding project funds will be deducted."

  Turning back, Su Cheng said to Shang Jun: "Director Shang, I hope this suggestion can be conveyed to all the engineering teams. A contract is a contract, and if it's violated, punishment should be given. It can't be that when money is involved, everyone is happy, but when work is involved, only hardships are discussed. If they feel it's too hard, they can completely give up their opportunity to others..."

  Old Wang's head was still smiling, and the oil workers in the distance had already shouted: "Well said! A project of tens of thousands of yuan, they don't want to make this money, we'll make it ourselves!"

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