Chapter 187 Uncle, I have an important job, do you want to do it?

Zhao Daxing was sitting in the car with a sullen look on his face. He felt like the cooked duck had flown away.

No matter in which aspect, he can't compete with Anton Machinery Factory.

Coming here to borrow integrated circuits today was a completely wrong decision!

Especially bring Xiao Cheng with you!

"You can't do it without me." Cheng Hui said.

Zhao Daxing...

"Then there is no other way? Are we going to have to give up this foreign exchange?"

Cheng Hui smiled slightly: "Who said that? No one can take my things away. Oh, no, this oven is not mine, it belongs to the machinery factory."

Zhao Daxing immediately said, "Only your name will be written as the inventor! When the foreign exchange is sold, I will give you a bonus! I will give you a house! I will build you another house! I won't charge you any money!"

Cheng Hui smiled and said, "As for the inventor, just write my brother as the inventor. As for the house, I don't want it anymore. I don't want our factory anymore. It's enough. It's not good to take up too much. Just give me more bonus, uncle."

She should have some money!

What we are spending now is the public money of the food factory. Buying a few sets of clothes can be said to be work needs. When the time comes, will we also say that buying diapers for the children is work needs?

Oh, diapers, should she find a paper mill and open a production line?

She is pregnant now, but her period hasn't come yet. When her period comes, there is nothing to use, so she doesn't dare to go out during those days!

Make a note of this and put it on the agenda.

Cheng Hui's thoughts wandered, and Zhao Daxing nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, uncle will apply for the largest bonus for you. I don't want my share anymore, I'll give it to you!"

Cheng Hui smiled and didn't refuse. Let's see when the time comes. It's too early to say anything now.

After returning to the machinery factory and entering the office, Zhao Daxing immediately asked mysteriously, "Is there any defect in this oven? Did you leave it out just now?"

Otherwise, how can you be so sure that Anton’s people can’t snatch it away?

"No." Cheng Hui said: "The other party is also an expert. They will find out where the design is unreasonable and make changes."

Zhao Daxing...was he just excited for nothing?

Cheng Hui picked up the phone on Zhao Daxing's desk and called Song Xilai.

Song Xilai was sitting in the office with a sullen look on his face.

He went to stop Zhang Liang early in the morning and asked Zhang Liang to come over to see the enamel basins from their factory.

In the end the old guy didn’t like it!

They said that even if the enamel basins they made with machines were not better than the other selected enamel basins, as they were also made with machines.

Even if it is not, I will choose an outlet without any flaws!

The enamel basins produced by their factory are no better than those of others in terms of craftsmanship, pattern or appearance.

There is no place for him at the Canton Fair booth.

So angry!

I thought I was going to turn over!

I thought I could earn foreign exchange!

He was so excited that he didn't sleep all night!

"Hello, who is this?" Song Xilai asked impatiently.

"Oh, Xiao Cheng." Song Xilai forced a smile.

"Uncle, there is an important job, do you want to do it?" Cheng Hui said.

"What kind of big job?" Song Xilai asked half-dead.

"Earn foreign exchange." Cheng Hui said.

Song Xilai suddenly became energetic!

The next second he collapsed again: "I just asked that old guy Zhang Liang, he has high standards and doesn't like our products."

"Your factory's products really have no advantages. It's normal that he looks down on them." Cheng Hui said.

Song Xilai...it's so heartbreaking!

"I can improve your products and processes so that you can make products that can be exported," said Cheng Hui.

Song Xilai jumped up from her chair and screamed, "Where are you? I'll be there right away!"

"The Seventh Machinery Factory." Cheng Hui said.

"Bang!" Song Xilai hung up the phone and rushed out.

Zhao Daxing looked confused. They had agreed to make machines, so why were they making enamel basins instead? What should he do then?

Cheng Hui knocked on the bare oven shell and asked, "What do you think of making this shell into enamel?"

Zhao Daxing thought about the big peony flower on the spittoon and put it in the oven, and said with a shudder, "It doesn't look good."

Cheng Hui laughed: "With the current technology of the enamel factory, it is indeed not good-looking, but I am trying to improve it."

Although the enamel basins of later generations are also called enamel basins, neither the patterns nor the glazes are the same as they are now.

The enamel basins of later generations look like porcelain, but are more advanced.

Foreigners like Chinese porcelain the most.

Song Xilai came by car.

He has a driver, but he doesn't use him, he likes to drive himself.

Rushing into Zhao Daxing's office, Song Xilai asked breathlessly, "Tell me how to change it? I'll do whatever you say!"

"Let's eat and talk at the same time." Cheng Hui said.

Song Xilai could only hold back and have lunch with them.

After dinner, Cheng Hui and Song Xilai went to the glaze workshop of the enamel factory.

Patterns and designs are trivial matters. The glaze must be adjusted first.

However, there were several materials missing from Song Xilai's material warehouse.

Cheng Hui asked him to buy it immediately and buy more.

Song Xilai watched her skillfully identify each glaze, and he became more certain in his heart that the formula he saw in the notebook was Xiao Qihui's formula.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to recognize these professional materials at all.

.......

As soon as Cheng Hui and Zhao Daxing left, Yang Yue turned around and asked someone to copy an electric oven.

Cheng Hui seemed to be in a hurry when she left and didn't even take the drawings with her. They had the drawings and were able to make them quickly.

The electrical workshop also sent the integrated circuits copied by Mr. Sun.

Try it, it still works.

Everyone was very excited!

Engineer Sun pushed his glasses and asked in confusion: "How did she do it? Did she only read the relevant knowledge in the textbook? Did she not try it once? How could she make a finished product? Who is her teacher?"

"Her brother, right? I heard that he's an engineer at the Beijing Mechanical Design Institute, and now he's studying airplanes with Pan Lijun." Yang Yue said.

Ever since they discovered that what Cheng Hui said was feasible, Pan Lijun and Xu Zheng kept the news secret. Only a little bit of it was leaked at the beginning, and only people in their circle knew about it.

The focus is also on Cheng Rui.

After all, it is obvious who is more trustworthy, a professional engineer or a pregnant woman who just graduated from high school.

Mr. Sun pushed his glasses, still confused. He knew too well how big the difference was between theoretical knowledge and practical operation. Could anyone really ignore this obstacle?

That can only be, genius.

Yang Yue doesn't have time to worry about this now, his focus is still on the oven and foreign exchange.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, do as Engineer Cheng said and take care of the details. This big iron sheet is too ugly, paint it!" he shouted.

The worker brought a paint bucket and asked him what color he wanted.

After much deliberation, he chose black, which indeed looked better after painting.

It's just a smell that makes me unable to get close.

"Just let it air dry for a few days," he said.

Is there any paint without smell?

The workshop director came over and asked cautiously, "Whose name should the designer put when we report it?"

Yang Yue glanced at him and said, "Of course I should write Cheng Hui's. How about yours? Are you worthy of it?"

The workshop director shut up angrily.

Yang Yue called his secretary over again: "We can't take things from others for free. It seems her food factory is making roast duck again? Go and order 10,000 ducks as employee benefits."