Of course Li Ye and Lu Zhizhang would not agree to the Head Factory Director's demands—not immediately, at least, and certainly not wholesale on his terms.
First Branch Factory's production and quality-control management differed greatly from those of the main factory. To guarantee, in the form of a military pledge, that "1041's output will achieve a qualitative leap within half a year" would require an unknown amount of manpower, money, and effort.
First Branch Factory would pay such a huge price, while the main factory would give them only one engineer, Zheng Qiang. That was some truly shrewd small-account calculation.
Thus, Lu Zhizhang said with difficulty, "Old Factory Director, we'll need to hold a meeting and study this matter.
"However, First Branch Factory will be launching two imported projects this year, and there is a major shortage of grassroots technical management personnel. We may not have spare energy to help the main factory."
"Spare energy? When First Branch Factory was established, it was meant to explore management reform experience. You've only just begun to see results, and already you're forming your own little clique?"
The Head Factory Director's expression darkened, and the words that came from his mouth were as cold as the north wind on New Year's Eve. "It's fine for you to hold a meeting and study it, but after the Spring Festival, you must produce a reasonable plan.
"First Branch Factory's new projects are important, but the main factory's projects are even more important."
Li Ye's expression darkened as well. Was the Head Factory Director trying to play a hand of courtesy first, force afterward? If First Branch Factory cooperated, that would be best.
If they did not cooperate, would he resort to administrative measures? Would he treat First Branch Factory's technical backbone as fresh blood