"I understand." Xing Baohua said "I understand" seemingly casually, but she was actually angry inside.

Delaying Suya's revision is a sin. No matter the reason, it's unacceptable.

"Director, this is really..." Xia Pei'an was about to explain when Xing Baohua interrupted him, saying, "Since you're so free, go to the workshop and report to Hong Mingliang."

I went into the computer room and turned on the computer.

Fortunately, there was a self-check function; after a while, the cursor light blinked and then stopped moving.

There were no error messages. Computers from this era were either the easiest to repair or the most difficult to repair.

There are only a few components in a computer, so you can check and compare them one by one using the process of elimination. The difficult parts are the hardware.

Moreover, very few people understand hardware repair, so who would dare to tamper with it? Most people try to buy parts to replace it.

Xing Baohua's first thought was that there was a problem with the memory.

I shut it down, disassembled it, and pulled out the board to take a look. The memory modules are all soldered onto a single board, which is lined up in rows of small black blocks.

You'd have to use a multimeter at a repair shop to test the solder joints. Xing Baohua doesn't think there's anything wrong with the particles inside.

I came to the repair shop, took out a multimeter, and tested it bit by bit, but they couldn't find any problems.

Xing Baohua returned with the board again, installed it, and began troubleshooting.

Since the first self-test showed that only the cursor remained stationary, Xing Baohua suspected a memory problem.

If the solder joints are fine, the problem is most likely with the memory chips. Modern monitors are black and white and don't have a blue screen issue. If a blue screen were to occur, it would display a lot of English letters and there would definitely be a warning message.

There are no notifications at the moment.

There's no good way, so we can only use the brute force method to troubleshoot: unplug all the cables and reconnect them.

If you can't find the problem, reinstall the system. If the problem persists, then it's certain that there's a hardware issue, and the biggest problem is with the memory.

After reconnecting, amazingly, the computer is working again.

Xing Baohua was completely bewildered. This situation was too unusual. Was the difficulty a matter of mental process?

The re-inspection didn't reveal the cause. There must be a loose connection in one of the wires; a multimeter will tell you which wire it is.

Xing Baohua was too lazy to run back and forth. He would go to the factory manager's office later to report that they needed to recruit one or two people who knew computers.

Just mess around with it, as long as it gets right.

Seeing that Xia Peian was still there, Xing Baohua asked loudly, "Didn't I tell you to ask Hong Mingliang to arrange a position for you? Why are you still here?"

"Director, I'm just going over for a chat. Besides, it's not during working hours."

“You’re supposed to be at work during working hours. Look here, they’ve given you the day off. Are you even going to work this afternoon?” Xing Baohua said, somewhat arguing, though he was just looking at how he and Hu Jiangyan were chatting so enthusiastically.

He was probably just feeling uncomfortable; disturbing Su's studies was the biggest factor.

"I... I'm not convinced," Xia Pei'an said. He truly wasn't convinced! Anyone would be.

Xing Baohua smiled slightly and said, "There was a guy in the fifth workshop's material warehouse who was also dissatisfied. Do you know where he went? He's still pushing coal in the boiler room now. If you go to Hong Mingliang now, you might get a good position. If you're too late, I'll transfer you to the casting and rolling workshop to push sand."

"You, you, you're bullying me too much." With that, Xia Pei'an turned and ran away.

Xing Baohua snorted coldly. In fact, the people on the other side could hear these words.

Several office doors in the corridor were open, and the two were speaking loudly. Anyone with a slightly sensitive ear could tell that Xing Baohua was about to unleash his power.

Xing Baohua, who had nothing to do, went directly to the factory director's office.

In the archives, Hu Jiangyan was trembling slightly with anger, muttering to herself: "This is too much! This is too much!"

Only Su Ya showed a slight smile. And only she understood that Xing Baohua was helping her vent her anger.

This time, it was easy to get into the factory manager's office.

Factory Director Li sat at the reception table, smoking and reading a book, looking quite relaxed.

This was the first time Xing Baohua had ever seen such a scene; the factory manager was usually very busy.

After Xing Baohua entered, he called out to the factory director, "You were all so arrogant just now, but now you're all all timid."

"Hey! What a rare guest!"

Xing Baohua smiled and automatically sat down opposite the factory director, saying, "Didn't I rush back as soon as I heard the news?"

"Yes! If you hadn't come back, I would have issued twelve imperial edicts in a row. At that time, I really couldn't control them, so I fired you."

Xing Baohua could only give an awkward smile.

“While you were away, I’ve come to terms with it. Even if there’s no Butcher Xing, there’s still Butcher Zhang and Butcher Wang,” Director Li said dismissively.

"That's great! That's why I came here. You need to build up your talent pool! You need to have people to take over for things like computers and chip coding."

"Indeed, I can't count on you. I have to find someone else! It's just that the cost will be a bit higher. How can I possibly earn the money to hire these people?"

Xing Baohua smiled slightly and said, "That's easy! Let's get the project started!"