Chapter 175 Data Calculation

He wanted revenge. He had to get back at Lu Liangchen for embarrassing him in public today.

He Qiliang's left hand fingers unconsciously rubbed his right thumb, with a sinister look in his eyes.

So what if Lu Liangchen has someone backing him up?

This is Jincheng, not the capital where Lu Liangchen can call the shots.

Even if Lu Liangchen is a dragon that has crossed the river, he has to stay put in this small northwestern city.

"What you said makes sense, but are you still thinking about Lu Liangchen?" He Qiliang turned around abruptly, and his sinister eyes wrapped around Lin Meihua like a poisonous snake.

It was just after the Chinese New Year and the weather was still very cold. Lin Meihua felt cold all over when she was stared at by him, and cold sweat instantly broke out on her back.

She knew He Qiliang's temper too well, and she would use her fists and kicks if she wasn't careful.

It was all because of that bitch Jiang Haitang. She said in front of He Qiliang that she liked Lu Liangchen, which made He Qiliang suspicious.

"How could it be! You're the only one in my heart!" Lin Meihua rushed over in panic, grabbed the other's sleeve, and said in a trembling voice, "From the day I married you, you have been the god in my heart..."

She became more and more emotional as she spoke, tears welling up in her eyes. "I've been regretting all this time. If I had met you earlier, I wouldn't have suffered all this."

Seeing the other party's confident look, He Qiliang's expression eased slightly, but he still shook her hand away, "It's better this way!"

Lin Meihua staggered a few steps and almost fell, but she didn't dare to complain at all and continued to say flattering words.

When He Qiliang finally showed a satisfied look, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but in her heart she was biting Jiang Haitang's name so hard that it hurt.

If it weren't for this bitch, how could she have fallen to this point?

Maybe she has already married Lu Liangchen, and it is not enough to force her to leave the textile factory, but she also talks nonsense.

If she married Lu Liangchen, why would she have to put on a smile every day in front of this bad-tempered and greasy man?

How could I accompany this greasy pig-like man every day, and be beaten and scolded at every turn, and even have to say many flattering words to please this man against my will? I am so disgusted.

On the other side, Lu Liangchen and Jiang Haitang had no idea what He Qiliang and Lin Meihua were thinking.

After the purchase was completed, they hurried back to the factory in the cold wind.

Today is the weekend. Jiang Haitang, who was supposed to be resting, was interrupted by a hurried knock on the door as soon as she got home.

It turned out that the machinery factory encountered difficulties when processing the hosiery machine, and Director Hu arranged for someone to pick her up to help solve the problem.

Jiang Haitang went out in such a hurry that she even forgot her scarf.

"Haitang, put on your scarf and coat."

Lu Liangchen hurriedly took out a heavy military coat from the closet, grabbed his scarf and chased out.

He gently helped Jiang Haitang put on her cotton coat and carefully wrapped her scarf. His fingertips accidentally brushed against her red earlobe.

"It's cold outside, don't catch a cold." Lu Liangchen's voice was low and magnetic.

Jiang Haitang felt warm in her heart, nodded, turned around and hurriedly got on the jeep to rush to the machinery factory.

The cold wind was howling in the machinery factory.

Jiang Haitang wrapped herself tightly in her cotton jacket and jumped off the jeep. The cold wind blew across her cheeks like a knife, and she subconsciously shrank her neck.

Engineer Xiang Wentao was already waiting at the door, rubbing his hands and breathing out, his breath condensing into mist in the cold air. "Comrade Jiang Haitang, I'm so sorry to bother you on this weekend!"

He is an old engineer in the machinery factory. Over the years, he has been able to take charge of the factory.

But now he can be respectful and humble to a little girl like Jiang Haitang, without any dissatisfaction at all, which shows that he is a good person.

Xiang Wentao actually had mixed feelings in his heart. When he first met Jiang Haitang, he thought Jiang Haitang was just a girl.

Unexpectedly, in such a short period of time, Jiang Haitang has become someone he can't even flatter. It's true that ambition is not limited by age.

"Thank you for your courtesy, Mr. Xiang. I am also a member of the machinery factory. It is my duty to work for the factory." Jiang Haitang answered politely.

Xiang Gong just smiled and didn't say anything.

"Where is Comrade Yun? What did he say?" Jiang Haitang asked without bothering to exchange pleasantries.

The Comrade Yun she mentioned was Gu Yundi's pseudonym.

In order to avoid causing too much trouble, Gu Yundi's true identity was only known to Director Mao and Director Zhu in the machinery factory.

Others, including Xiang Wentao, who had a lot of contact with Gu Yundi, had no idea about the identity of Comrade Yun who suddenly appeared. They only knew that this person was very mysterious and was hired by the factory at a great cost.

"Comrade Yun is taking other comrades for inspection." Xiang Wentao was so anxious that he spoke much faster and his eyes were full of anxiety.

"Can you tell what the problem is?"

"The gears on the hosiery machine keep getting out of alignment, and it's already delayed us for two days. Director Mao has issued a strict order: no matter what, the problem must be solved within two days."

Jiang Haitang followed Xiang Wentao as they hurried toward the workshop. The usually bustling space was now unusually quiet. Several people gathered around a half-finished hosiery knitting machine, their brows furrowed.

Gu Yundi's hands were touching the machine gears bit by bit.

"Teacher Yun." Jiang Haitang stepped forward to greet him.

Gu Yundi looked up, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes: "Comrade Haitang, I have to trouble you again."

"You're very kind. Have you found out what the problem is?"

Gu Yundi shook his head helplessly: "Not yet. I've tried several methods, but the gears just won't engage."

Jiang Haitang squatted down, his fingers moving skillfully among the gear sets.

The slender fingers found the screw accurately, and with a light turn, the part was removed.

The strands of hair on her forehead swayed with her movements, and her concentrated look made people around her hold their breath unconsciously.

Everyone knows what Teacher Yun is capable of, and anyone he invites to help must be extraordinary.

What's more, I heard that the drawings of this machine were provided by Jiang Haitang, so maybe she can really solve the problem.

As time passed, the atmosphere became more depressing.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Haitang finally stood up and said, "Teacher Yun, I think there's something wrong with the transmission ratio design. The calculation method marked on the drawing may not be suitable for the strength of our materials."

She looked at the gear train, a drawing that should have appeared a few years later in the early 1980s, and she ignored the differences between current and future materials.

Xiang Wentao frowned: "But the materials we chose have parameters very close to those on the drawings."

"Just because the parameters are similar doesn't mean we can use the same calculation method," Jiang Haitang explained. "We need to recalculate the parameters. Could you take me to the drawing room?"

"I'll take you there." Gu Yundi immediately led the way, "Comrade Haitang, follow me."

The machinery factory is a large factory and its office conditions are better than those of the textile factory.

The drawing room is on the second floor and is spacious and bright.

Jiang Haitang sat down in front of the drawing board, picked up the slide rule and white paper, and slid the pen tip quickly across the paper.

Gu Yundi and Xiang Wentao stood behind her, not daring to breathe.

The only sounds in the room were the scraping of pens across paper and the occasional rustle of a slide rule.

"Please bring me some more drawing paper." After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Haitang spoke.

Xiang Wentao hurriedly ran to the cabinet nearby, took out a stack of drawing paper, and politely placed it in front of Jiang Haitang.

"Comrade Haitang, do you need any help?"

"Teacher Yun and Engineer Xiang, please verify the data I just used."

The three of them divided the work among themselves, sometimes discussing in low voices, sometimes frowning in thought, and occasionally arguing over a piece of data.

The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the light from the drawing room stretched the shadows of the three people very long.

"Oh, it's already this late."

Jiang Haitang stretched and looked out the window.

At this time, it was already dark outside. In the dim light of the street lamps, snowflakes began to fall again without knowing when.

"Fortunately, the afternoon's work was not wasted." Gu Yundi smiled and nodded. "The final data calculated by the three of us is the same, proving that the plan is feasible."

Jiang Haitang looked at her watch and saw it was almost eight o'clock. She said goodbye quickly, "Thank you for the trouble I'll take care of next. I have to go back."

Xiao Taozi and Lu Liangchen at home should still be waiting for me to go back for dinner.

"Let's eat first. I asked the canteen to prepare dinner." Director Mao and Director Zhu walked in from outside.

It turned out that Director Mao and Director Zhu had been waiting for them outside the drawing room.

Jiang Haitang quickly declined: "No, I have to go home."

"I've already called Director Lu," Director Mao said with a smile, but secretly felt regretful. If Jiang Haitang could be recruited to the machinery factory, how much trouble would be saved?

When Jiang Haitang heard Director Mao say that he had already called Lu Liangchen, she smiled, thanked him, and obediently stayed for dinner.

"You've been busy all afternoon, you must be hungry, right? Let's go eat first. After dinner, I'll have the driver take you home. It's starting to snow outside, and we can't rest assured if you go back alone."

What's more, when he was talking to Lu Liangchen just now, Lu Liangchen said that they had offended He Qiliang today and might be retaliated against.

Therefore, Director Mao had already made arrangements. The driver could not be the only one to go, but two people from the security department had to accompany him.

In the canteen of the machinery factory, the table was filled with steaming hot food.

The aroma of braised pork, the fragrance of stir-fried vegetables, mixed with the steam of rice, made Jiang Haitang's stomach growl.

After being busy all afternoon, she was already starving. When she smelled the fragrance of the food, her mouth was watering.

"Come on, come on!" Director Mao greeted enthusiastically. "Although you don't stay in our factory for a long time, you are still an employee of our machinery factory. You should come and taste the food here occasionally."

Director Zhu also smiled and said, "Haitang, our factory cafeteria is famous for its quality. Would you really like to consider living here for a while? Don't worry, as long as you're willing to come, we'll arrange a private room for you."

Although they knew that saying these words would not make much sense, the two factory managers continued to mobilize people for the sake of the factory.

Who made Jiang Haitang's performance today even more outstanding than they had imagined?

Jiang Haitang thanked them with a smile, but did not give them an answer. She just picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it into her mouth. The warmth spread from the tip of her tongue to the bottom of her heart.