Then he handed the parts to his subordinates, and then smiled at Zhang Guanyu and said, "Thank you, Director Zhang. If it weren't for you, this machine would probably have to stop working again."

Zhang Guanyu was not good at words and was a little embarrassed by the compliments from the factory director, so he just responded dully.

After a while, the new parts were ready. Zhang Guanyu checked them and then started assembling the machine tool.

After all the components were installed, under Zhang Guanyu's instructions, the machine tool was powered on and started running again.

When the workers in the workshop heard this, they immediately became very happy.

Seeing that the work was completed, Zhang Guanyu wanted to leave. Director Fang wanted to stay for dinner, but Zhang Guanyu refused.

It was not until Zhang Guanyu left that everyone in the manufacturing plant came forward and looked at the sighing factory director.

"Director, what's wrong with you?"

Ma Xiaoling asked curiously, but Fangyuan shook her head, "Let's see, a director of a machinery factory has this ability."

"Look at us again, we are all dumbfounded."

Everyone was silent.

Director Fang looked at the factory building under construction opposite and the workshop that was already in formal production, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"This time the second branch factory has been established. From now on, we are neighbors. They are prosperous, but we are destitute. What should we do?"

Faced with the factory director's questioning, no one spoke at all.

It wasn't until a long time passed that Ma Xiaoling whispered, "How about we merge into the machinery factory."

"In that case, we will also be the third branch factory."

...

The next morning, Yang Xiaotao drove to the steel plant to see the production situation and put forward opinions on the steel requirements for motorcycle production. At the same time, Guan Zhiyong was prepared. In the future, the steel plant may be required to use molds for large-scale production.

Then I looked at the progress of the alloy research team, and they are still exploring.

However, this time the few people did not conduct rash experiments and avoided waste.

Then return to the machine shop.

In the third workshop, Zhan Lei has arranged a group of people to research and produce gasoline engines, and the fourth workshop has also begun manufacturing motorcycle accessories.

Similarly, components for armored vehicles are also being manufactured urgently.

It's just that the welding speed is a bit slow. After Yang Xiaotao inquired about the situation, he realized that urging was useless.

There is only one person in the entire machinery factory that can do fish scale welding, so it can't be exhausting.

After walking around the workshop, Yang Xiaotao had just returned to the office, picked up the water jug ​​sent by Lou Xiao'e and took a big gulp, when he heard a noise coming from the door.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, and Lou Xiaoe quickly stepped forward to open the door.

Then I saw Mr. Huang holding a knife in his hand, and behind him, the driver and part-time secretary came in holding a model.

"Mr. Huang, what are you doing?"

Looking at the knife in Huang Lao's hand, Yang Xiaotao was a little frightened.

Mr. Huang did not answer, but threw the scimitar he loved so much to Yang Xiaotao.

What he envied was not the gold on the scabbard and handle, but the sharpness of the knife itself.

This is a precious sword, a precious sword that can cut iron like clay.

Yang Xiaotao caught it in panic, but said nothing.

"This is what the kid gave you. Let me bring it to you."

"You've done a good job with your business. A steel frame has been replaced with a precious sword."

"If future generations fall into trouble, then sell the scabbard to make enough money for the family."

Yang Xiaotao couldn't believe it, "Did he give this knife as a gift?"

"Here, the gems here are very expensive."

"Nonsense, you'll know if you look at it."

After Mr. Huang finished speaking, Yang Xiaotao took out the scabbard. The blade was covered with patterns and the blade gave people a cold feeling.

"I dare not accept such a good knife."

"How about you..."

Before he finished speaking, Huang Lao waved his hand and said, "This is what the superiors asked for, you can accept it."

"Oh well."

After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, Mr. Chen asked someone to bring up a submarine model and place it in front of Yang Xiaotao.

"This is what the guy asked me to give as a gift, but there was also an aircraft carrier and a model airplane at the time. I took a look at it and took this one, and returned the remaining two."

After hearing this, Yang Xiaotao said helplessly, "Why don't you go back? I'm not bad at that."

Mr. Huang snorted coldly, "What do you know? This is called demeanor."

Yang Xiaotao put the scimitar aside, and then held up the submarine model on the table with both hands.

Very heavy.

No wonder Mr. Huang only took this. He probably couldn't handle the aircraft carrier at all.

Look around the submarine carefully, and then there is a string of English letters written on the back of the right side.

After Yang Xiaotao translated, his face was solemn.

Nautilus!
Chapter completed!