Chapter Sixty-Two: Subcontracting

  "A monthly salary of 100 yuan." These few words immediately caught the attention of the workers.

  After the salary adjustment, the wages of Dahua Industrial workers generally exceeded 100 yuan, but not everyone had that much. The length of service, technical grade and education level are all related.

  Under the blackboard, a young man had already spoken out in discontent: "Working as an oil extractor for a private company can earn you 100 yuan. I'll go do it too."

  "You young fellow haven't been to an oil well before, have you? That's much tougher than a garage."

  "It's just 10 more yuan. What's there to be afraid of?"

  "Then you go."

  The young man smiled again: "Compared to suffering, it's better to work more night shifts. Next month, the attendance will be qualified, after all, we are not in a joint venture factory."

  "Look at you, kid! In two months, you'll be short 40 or 50 bucks. Has your dad given you some pocket money yet?"

  "After a few belts, I guess he was worried about breaking the belt, so he didn't pull it again." The young man said with a nostalgic expression: "My dad is getting older and his work has been tough lately. When I was in school, he would brew a cup of tea, play cards while drinking tea, and an entire afternoon would pass by."

  Everyone burst out laughing, but some people also took down the registration address.

  The Victory Oil Field has been established for a long time, and not only the second generation of workers but also the third generation of workers have already graduated from high school or vocational school. Although the oil field and various branches have tried their best to solve the employment problem of the children, the population explosion far exceeds the expansion capacity of the oil field. Children without connections often have to wait for vacancies to open up, and as time goes on, the waiting time is getting longer and longer.

  Many oil field workers have already worked for private enterprises, let alone temporary and contract workers' children, among whom few can earn a salary of 100 yuan.

  Working as an oil well worker is tough, but it's a way out after all.

  In just a few days, nearly 100 people gathered at the registration site.

  Su Cheng didn't want to be in charge of the selection, so he handed over the work to Xiao Pang. The latter was delighted and immediately started doing personnel work.

  At the same time, Director Li and Director Lin also introduced people to come in. The mechanical factory has always had average benefits and has not recruited anyone for several years, making it difficult to arrange for their relatives and fellow villagers.

  Su Cheng nodded and turned to ask Li Xiang and Huo Changzhang, "How's the experiment on the anti-bias grinding system going?"

  "The pipe wrench and tongs will be finished soon, but the straightening device and weight rod won't start until next month." Li Duanxiang's dark circles were severe, clearly overworked.

  "Just the valve stem grinding and gasket replacement." Su Cheng repeated.

  Li Xiang awkwardly touched his natural curls and said, "These three things, we've never done before. Starting from scratch is a bit of a hassle." The workpiece isn't just about having a design drawing and making it; to meet the required hardness, toughness, and wear resistance indicators, you need to have suitable forging, quenching, and tempering processes in place. Sometimes, a difference of 100 degrees can result in a 100% quality difference.

  Su Cheng nodded thoughtfully, pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said: "In that case, let's outsource the production of the stabilizer and counterweight lever. We'll transform to produce pipe rod wear-resistant sleeves."

  The stabilizer and weight bar are also produced by other factories, but they don't have the advanced design of Suzhou. However, with the design drawings, these factories will have a higher production efficiency. The pipe rod reduction grinding sleeve is a brand new thing, whoever makes it is the same, and it's a core component of the anti-deviation grinding system.

  "This is good." Li Jianxiang nodded in agreement.

  Manager Lin said with some regret: "Outsourcing a part, we can earn 10 yuan less. If the oil field uses our anti-deviation grinding system, it will be at least 200,000 yuan."

  Su Cheng's mouth curled up, saying: "What a good thing, other mechanical factories also have research on anti-friction systems. I estimate that under the leading technology, it can replace one-third of the oil wells, which is pretty good."

  Li Zongxi coughed and said with a smile, "Director Su, you don't know about this. We are the oil field's own factory after all. Now that we've joint ventured, it's not wrong, but there should still be shares from the old factory. In the past, we didn't have time to do anti-friction grinding, now that we've done it, we can't let the benefits flow to outsiders."

  Su Cheng was stunned, suddenly having a feeling of working in a financial group. Thinking carefully, if Shengli Oilfield were a private enterprise, after 50 years of development, it could also form a not-so-small financial group.

  However, Su Cheng didn't think much of the hard-earned money and said: "Let's first complete the anti-deviation grinding system, then go to the oil field to beg for blessings. If there are many orders, we will make the counterweight rod and stabilizer ourselves. Our production task is already tight enough, let's leave the small orders to others."

  "Which manufacturer should we choose for the reinforcement rod and straightening device?"

  "Disassemble into components, or find them from our existing supporting factories."

  Several factory directors nodded continuously and became happy again. It's still more pleasant to deal with downstream companies.

  At noon, Su Cheng rode his bicycle to the Petroleum School.

  Ever since they were caught red-handed by a male teacher with Shulan, their relationship has developed rapidly.

  As Shulan had to return home on time every afternoon, running out was neither convenient nor safe. So Su Cheng changed the meeting time to noon and switched to a less conspicuous bicycle as their means of transportation.

  It's also fortunate that he traded in the Jeep for a bicycle, otherwise even the most good-natured girl would hardly be able to put up with his driving skills - if you could call them that.

  Arriving at a small park near the petroleum school, Shulan was seen wearing a white shirt and blue skirt, holding her school bag and waving happily, with the hem of her skirt fluttering.

  High school girl!

  Su Cheng suddenly became very interested in her backpack.

  As they approached the front, Shulan quickly jumped onto the back seat of the bicycle, like a pretty little white rabbit.

  Behind Su Cheng, a pair of big white rabbits immediately stuck up.