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Chapter 3 Don't fight for steamed buns

No matter what, Guo Tailai felt that he had done nothing bad, so he didn't shovel the guide rails again, which made the old lathe revived. Why is it not wrong?

It is more important to continue your plan, make a test piece quickly, then apply for a patent, write a paper, and you can complete the graduation design at most one month. In the remaining time, you can try every means to make money and find titanium powder.

After being interrupted by Mr. Liu, it did not affect Guo Tailai's continued. Anyway, Guo Tailai had already made a plan. In half an afternoon, he easily came out with four sets of hydraulic pistons and hydraulic cylinders.

Of course, this is just rough processing. If it is really done, it is also hand-polished in the fitter workshop. There is no way, this 1933 old Rhine lathe could not meet the accuracy required by Guo Tailai.

Guo Tailai himself did not realize that since he had the ability to process 5 microns, his accuracy requirements for anything he made for himself have been improved to this level. Guo Tailai simply looked down on ordinary lathe accuracy.

Mr. Liu has never claimed his name since the beginning, and Guo Tailai doesn't know who he is. In addition, Mr. Liu seems to have never asked Guo Tailai's name from beginning to end. The two of them said so many things. Strictly speaking, they are actually strangers who don't know each other's names.

What are you going to find Mr. Liu tomorrow? Guo Tailai doesn’t know. But tomorrow I will go to the fitter workshop to make other parts, so I just respect the elderly and love the young and obedient.

Guo Tailai was thinking about Mr. Liu, and Mr. Liu was also thinking about Guo Tailai.

What kind of monster is this fat man? Have you been learning craftsmanship since he was a womb? How could he have such superb skills?

Mr. Liu has seen many talented people in his life, and this is the first time he has seen a fat man with such a young fitter.

The guide rails shoveled out by others are all neatly patterned and are particularly beautiful, but masters like Mr. Liu can definitely have a small amount of concave and convex feeling. After all, it is impossible to use shovels to shovel a mirror entirely.

But what the fat man shoveled out was clearly a mirror without any ups and downs. What's more amazing is that the fat man shoveled again with the most worn old guide rails. In other words, he almost shoveled off a layer of the entire guide rail.

With the fat man's technique, he not only shoveled out the mirror plane, but also was so efficient, which was incredible. Mr. Liu himself was also a master, but he asked himself that he did not have such speed at the peak.

It is not impossible to really make a mirror, but it will take at least a few months. Moreover, Mr. Liu is no longer at the peak now. Apart from experience, he no longer has such an extreme ability to reach the pinnacle.

The only regret is that I didn’t see the fat man taking action. Mr. Liu has been retired for many years and is the first time he is moved. It would be a pity if such a good seedling is not well cultivated.

The next morning, Guo Tailai had breakfast and walked over to the school factory fitter workshop with the drawings on his back.

There were four people talking in the factory director’s office. On the desk, there were a drawing and two rectangular boxes.

"Director Li, please help!" A middle-aged man in a suit and tie bowed his head and bowed his head and handed a Chinese cigarette to the middle-aged man wearing a labor cloth work clothes opposite him, and said with pleading.

"It's really not that we won't help, Manager Wan." Director Li took the cigarette, lit it with the middle-aged man's fire, spit out a puff of the smoke ring, then raised his head and smiled bitterly: "We really can't do this job!"

"Looking at this drawing, the highest accuracy is 0.5 silk." Director Li pointed to the two long boxes and said, "You have already achieved this level of things, and the rest is fine grinding. We don't have such precise equipment! Otherwise, Manager Wan, look at finding ways to aerospace, they will definitely have something to do."

"It's because there is no such way!" Manager Wan's face was bitter: "There are only two and a half finished products in total, just produce one qualified product. Just process one finished piece. Even if there is a way, people have to be happy! Didn't this know from my son that you often make small batches of precision parts here, so you came to the door?"

"We often make precision parts, but we don't have equipment, so we can only do it manually!" Director Li took a cigarette and replied: "We have a few five- and six-level fitters, and they can be polished out bit by bit by bit. But that's enough time, unlike you, you're so tight in time! And the crankshaft accuracy requirements are too high, so you don't need it at all!"

"It's not that I have such a tight time requirement, nor that we have high accuracy requirements, it's that the Japanese bully people too much!" Manager Wan was also anxious and blurted out his swear words: "We are small private enterprises, and we dare not say that they are very powerful, but there are more than a dozen fitters in the fifth and sixth level. If we have enough time, we can polish them out bit by bit. But those Japanese bullies people, so they gave them such a little time. They just looked down on us and deliberately made things difficult for others!"

Manager Wan is the director of Wanxin Motorcycle Factory. A private enterprise has introduced a production technology of small-displacement motorcycles to produce motorcycles, with good sales and a comfortable life.

Recently, Wanxin Motorcycle wanted to launch a new product and planned to launch a self-designed large-displacement motorcycle. However, other things are easy to say, but the engine design and production technology is not good. Therefore, Manager Wan personally went to Japan to introduce a four-cylinder 400cc motorcycle engine, but it was difficult.

"What little Japanese is saying is ugly?" Director Li asked.

"They didn't say anything bad." Manager Wan said with a wry smile: "The guy in the lead took two crankshafts and a drawing directly. He said that this is their rough processing product. As long as I can fine-process it to half a wire within four days, they will transfer the production technology of that engine to me at a high price."

"High price?" Old Man Liu, who had been sitting next to him, was turning the fitness ball, interjected and asked.

"Mr. Liu, you didn't see that guy looking arrogant." Manager Wan's eyes turned red when he said this: "I'm at their reception, every Japanese look polite, but the kind of look-alike in their eyes that comes from the bones can be felt even if they bow to you."

Although other people in the office have not experienced it, they can see from the red eyes of the very vulgar person, the very vulgar name of Manager Wan. The contempt and humiliation that is ignored is definitely unforgettable.

"I don't want to introduce it now, I just want to make a sigh of relief." Manager Wan said indignantly at Old Man Liu: "I just want the Japanese to know, don't underestimate us Chinese!"
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