Chapter 211 Success!

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Lin Baozhu understood the underlying meaning in his words, her cheeks flushed slightly, but she refused to back down. Her hand, which was being held down, didn't flinch; instead, her fingertips nimbly slid downwards, her intention clear:

"Whether it's small or not... it's not enough to just say it."

Her eyes sparkled, and her voice held a seductive quality: "I have to 'inspect' it myself before it counts~"

"Hiss~ Don't move—!"

Qin Haifeng gasped, the pent-up lust within him surging forth, burning his blood and desperately needing an outlet, yet finding no way to release it. He hurriedly clenched the audacious hand, his breathing heavy as if he were working a bellows.

Seeing his ears burning red and his barely suppressed embarrassment, Lin Baozhu covered her mouth and burst out laughing. She gently patted his tense waist: "Alright, alright~ I won't tease you anymore! Hurry up and go, today is a big day! The machine factory is waiting to assemble and test the machines, and the reporters and the city's big leaders are probably all here."

After countless days and nights of hard work, all the precision components of that high-precision machine tool, which embodies so much dedication, are finally complete. Today, we witness the most crucial step—assembly and trial operation!

As soon as the bicycle turned into the factory gate, the crowd that had been waiting there swarmed around her! Cameras and microphones instantly focused on Lin Baozhu:

"Comrade Lin Baozhu! Could you please talk about the inspiration and core technological breakthroughs that led you to develop this groundbreaking machine tool?"

"Mr. Lin! May I ask who your technical mentor is? Do you have any overseas background? Otherwise, how could you, with your abilities, have developed precision machine tools?"

He didn't believe that a woman with only a high school education could have developed such a high-precision machine tool. Maybe someone helped her develop it and then pinned the credit on her. This kind of pretty woman has no real skills, but she's a master at finding men.

Lin Baozhu looked at the male reporter who had asked the question, her eyes narrowed slightly; his words were undeniably malicious.

If she can't say who her teacher was today, she might say she has an overseas background...

"Hey reporter, which newspaper are you from? You keep talking about your overseas background. What? Does our country not have its own talent? If our country invents something that's superior to foreigners, does that mean we're just benefiting from their success? Are all the people in your newspaper as obsequious to foreigners as you?"

After Lin Baozhu finished speaking, she glanced at the others and said, "I suspect this reporter is trying to steal our machine factory's research results, so the machine factory should not let her in."

Her words made the male reporter turn pale, and he tightened his grip on the microphone.

Not only did the county leaders come today, but also the city's top leaders came to watch the test run.

Their newspaper's leadership said that they must get first-hand news, and that photos of the R&D personnel must be taken clearly. As a result, he was refused entry to the factory for an interview because he said something she didn't like to hear.

She's trying to ruin her career.

Lin Baozhu looked at the man with a livid face and curled her lips!

Does she really think that everyone should indulge her just because she has the identity of a journalist?

If anyone dares to label her, then her research results can forget about being associated with her.

The male reporter was clearly surprised that she would refuse his interview and immediately became agitated. "You have no right or reason to stop me from conducting an interview."

Qin Haifeng gave the other person a cold look and said to the security guards at the machine factory, "Keep an eye on him and don't let him in."

Qin Haifeng's words completely eliminated the male reporter's chances of getting into the machine factory...

After the "main group" entered the factory with Lin Baozhu, the man tried to follow, but was stopped outside by the security personnel.

“Since our engineer Lin suspects your motives, for your safety, you cannot go in.”

Do you know which newspaper we work for?

"No matter which newspaper it is, if it threatens our factory, it cannot be allowed in."

After saying that, he slammed the door shut without hesitation and even locked it.

*Inside the machine factory*

Inside the tall and spacious assembly workshop, the massive, high-precision machine tool frame stands majestically in the center of the workshop, surrounded by various precision components, neatly categorized and polished, gleaming with a cold, hard, and precise light in the beams of light cast by the skylights in the roof.

Lin Baozhu's smile had long since vanished. The first thing she did upon arriving at the factory was to change out of her dress into a blue work uniform, deftly tying her long hair into a neat bun and putting on white cotton gloves. In an instant, the charming and lively girl disappeared, and standing before everyone was a top engineer with sharp eyes and a calm, unwavering aura.

"Let's begin." Her voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced the silence of the workshop, carrying an unquestionable authority.

There was no lengthy speech, nor any superfluous movement. She walked to the pile of miscellaneous parts, her eyes sweeping over them, and her fingers, as precise as a butterfly flitting among flowers, reached out…

The heavy cast iron base, the precision guide rails, the complex gearbox, the gleaming spindle… these components, which seem like gibberish to the average person, seem to come alive in Lin Baozhu's hands. She doesn't need blueprints; she can precisely assemble them into their proper positions.

For heavier parts, a normal person would need to use lifting equipment, but she only signaled Qin Haifeng and Lin Erlang to lend a hand when necessary.

Her movements were fast, accurate, and steady; the torque of every bolt, the clearance of every bearing, and the connection of every wire were all precise to the millimeter.

The wrench clicked crisply and rhythmically in her hand as her slender figure moved nimbly between the tall machine tool frames…

The surrounding crowd—high-ranking leaders from the city, county officials, key technical personnel from the factory, and a few core reporters who were allowed to enter—all remained completely silent.

They stared wide-eyed as Lin Baozhu rapidly assembled a pile of cold steel into a massive yet intricate whole with a speed and precision beyond their comprehension.

Those complex and dizzying transmission structures, hydraulic lines, and electrical wiring became clear and orderly in her hands. Only the subtle sounds of tools operating and her occasional clear instructions filled the air; this silent demonstration was more impactful than any grand pronouncement.

As the last crucial sensor was connected to the control panel, Lin Baozhu straightened up, let out a long sigh of relief, and fine beads of sweat glistened on her forehead under the light. She walked to the brand-new control panel, her fingers flying across the buttons, inputting a long string of command codes.

The entire workshop was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; everyone's heart was in their throat. The leaders leaned forward unconsciously, while the technical staff stared intently, afraid of missing a single detail.

Lin Baozhu took a deep breath, her gaze resolute, and pressed the conspicuous green start button!

"Buzz—"

A deep, powerful roar instantly filled the workshop! Immediately following was the rhythm of gears meshing, spindles rotating, and the hydraulic system smoothly pressurizing.

The massive machine tool was like a sleeping steel behemoth awakened, beginning to display its power and precision.

The massive main shaft rotated with tremendous force yet with remarkable stability, exhibiting almost no vibration even at high speeds.

The worktable glides smoothly and steadily on the guide rails, stopping precisely at the preset coordinate points without the slightest error.

With a crisp "click," the automatic tool changer precisely exchanges different types of tools.

The coolant system is activated, spraying evenly to remove the heat generated during processing.

The entire operation was smooth, stable, and quiet.

Lin Baozhu remained calm as she clamped a precisely measured and marked special alloy steel billet onto the workbench. She then entered the complex machining program onto the control panel once again.

The sharp alloy cutting tool, spinning rapidly with a whistling sound, steadily cuts into the hard metal. There's no harsh screeching, only a deep, steady, and powerful cutting sound. Metal shavings fly like golden sparks, only to be quickly extinguished by the coolant.

Accuracy Verification: When the machining process ended and the tool was lifted, Lin Baozhu personally stepped forward and used the factory's most accurate electronic micrometer and optical projector to measure the machined workpiece. Everyone's eyes were focused on the small screen and the micrometer reading.

Silence and Explosion: Lin Baozhu rattled off a series of data: "Surface roughness Ra 0.4μm, flatness error ≤ 0.005mm, aperture tolerance ±0.002mm..." Each data point sent shivers down the spines of those in the know! These precision indicators far exceeded the highest existing levels in China, approaching or even reaching the most advanced international standards!

A brief silence.

immediately--

"good!!!"

A loud, excited shout, almost cracking with emotion, suddenly erupted from the mouth of an elderly engineer with gray hair and thick glasses! He trembled with excitement, tears streaming down his face, and pointed at the quietly running machine tool, his voice choked with emotion: "It's done! It's really done! This precision... this stability... a miracle! This is a miracle created by our own country!"

As if a fuse had been lit, the entire workshop instantly erupted in excitement!

The city leader gripped the hand of the county leader beside him tightly, shaking it vigorously, his face filled with unbelievable joy and immense excitement: "Incredible! Absolutely incredible! Comrade Lin Baozhu! You have made a great contribution to the country!"

The county and factory leaders were so excited their faces turned red. They patted each other on the shoulder and stammered, "Quick! Write this down! A historic moment!"

The technical experts swarmed around the machine tool and the precision-machined part, carefully observing, touching, and measuring it, constantly exclaiming in amazement: "My God, the smoothness..."

"This tolerance control... is simply divine!"

"We...we really did it!"

The reporters who were allowed in frantically pressed their shutters, flashes going off in rapid succession, capturing this exciting moment and that national treasure symbolizing the leap forward in the country's industrial strength! They felt incredibly fortunate to have the opportunity to witness history.

Lin Baozhu stood beside the roaring machine, sweat soaking her temples, but her back was ramrod straight. Sunlight streamed through the high windows, bathing her in a golden glow.

At this moment, she was no longer just Lin Gengsheng's youngest daughter; she was the creator of this high-precision machine tool that changed the landscape of the nation's industry—Engineer Lin Baozhu.

Qin Haifeng stood not far away, his gaze fixed intently on her, his eyes filled with undisguised pride and deep affection. He knew that the girl before him was making history.

"Comrade Baozhu, is there anything you'd like to say?"

Standing in front of the machine tool, Lin Baozhu smiled and said, "I want to say that our country is developing rapidly. Please give it a chance and give us time. I believe that with the efforts of countless people who are silently contributing to the country's scientific research, our country will become better and better in the future."

"Comrade Baozhu, could you tell me about your next research direction?"

Lin Baozhu patted the large machine next to her and said, "The precision machine tool has been made. It's not convenient to talk about what we're going to do next."

She hadn't really thought it through, but that doesn't mean she couldn't act profound.