Chapter 94 Wang Dachui is going to play tough on Mingzhao?!



Mingzhao shifted his gaze from the control panel back to Wang Dachui's face, his eyes still as calm as a deep pool, yet sharp enough to see through everything.

She ignored Wang Dachui's roar and instead pointed to the set of imported alloy knives that had just been installed on the workbench, gleaming with a cold light.

"Using this tooling set, and with my adjusted parameters, I re-machined the blades, reducing the spindle speed to XXXXX revolutions per minute, adjusting the feed rate to XX millimeters per revolution, correcting the coolant spray angle to XX degrees, extending the holding time to XX minutes, implementing staged gradient cooling, and focusing on controlling the cooling rate in the blade tip area. Additionally,"

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the other party's materials beside her. "The No. 7 alloy blank has tiny pore defects inside. The batch number with digits 347 has a pass rate of over 98% and should be given priority."

The entire workshop fell into a deathly silence the moment Mingzhao finished speaking.

Even the roar of the machines seemed to have been muted.

The surrounding workers stopped what they were doing and stared in disbelief at the petite girl standing in front of the huge machine tool.

Every parameter and every step she spoke of was so precise that it struck their minds like a hammer blow.

From the moment I heard about the 0.1-micron precision, all that talk about preheating temperature, gradient cooling, and the porosity of the billet was like reading gibberish!

"You...you're talking nonsense!"

Wang Dachui's face turned from red to purple, and finally to the color of a pig's liver.

Mingzhao's serious demeanor and dismissive attitude instantly shattered his reason.

He suddenly grabbed the heavy, oil-stained steel wrench next to him, his arm muscles bulging, and smashed it with all his might against a large tin barrel full of scrap metal scraps!

"Bang—!!!"

A deafening explosion suddenly erupted!

The heavy wrench slammed violently against the iron barrel, producing a sickening, metallic writhing groan.

The enormous impact caused the entire iron drum to dent instantly, the drum body shook violently, and the pile of scrap iron and shredded metal inside poured out with a "whoosh".

It splashed all over the ground, making a jarring clanging sound.

The greasy metal shavings and dust were sent flying by the violent impact, spreading into a murky haze under the dim light of the workshop.

The enormous echoes crashed and overlapped between the four walls of the empty, towering factory building, lingering for a long time, drowning out the roar of all the machines, like a desperate and angry roar.

Wang Dachui's chest heaved violently as he gasped for breath. His bloodshot eyes stared intently at Mingzhao, and his large hand, which had smashed the wrench, trembled slightly, his knuckles white from the excessive force.

"0.1 micrometers? Such precision is simply impossible to achieve!"

His voice was hoarse, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a rusty, bloody stench that made the air vibrate, "You fucking bastard, you're deliberately messing with me!!!"

The roar was like a tangible shockwave, so powerful that Zhang Mingyuan's vision went black and he almost fainted on the spot.

It's over! The thing he feared most has happened in the most devastating way!

The deafening crash of the wrench hitting the iron bucket was like a bucket of ice water being poured into a frying pan, instantly silencing the entire processing workshop.

Metal shavings and dust still drifted slowly in the murky air, the pungent smell of engine oil mixed with the scent of rust weighing heavily on everyone's hearts.

Wang Dachui was panting heavily, his calloused hands still gripping the wrench tightly, his knuckles pale from excessive force.

His eyes, clouded by the passage of time, were now bloodshot as he stared intently at Mingzhao.

The air in the entire workshop seemed to freeze. The huge overhead crane was suspended in mid-air, the workers were frozen in place, and even the roar of the machines seemed to subside. Only the dented part of the iron barrel was still emitting a faint, tooth-grinding metallic groan.

Zhang Mingyuan's vision went black again and again.

It's over! It's all over! Why is Wang Dachui, who's as stubborn as a mule, suddenly throwing a tantrum!

Mingzhao didn't say anything.

"Wang Dachui, what do you think you're doing!" Zhang Mingyuan stepped forward to block Mingzhao.

Wang Dachui was somewhat unconvinced and wanted to argue with him...

Just as things were about to erupt, a thunderous shout resounded throughout the entire venue!

"Stop it, all of you!!!"

At the entrance of the workshop, a man wearing a faded Zhongshan suit strode in.

He was not tall, but his aura was extremely powerful.

His face was ashen, his brows furrowed into a deep frown, and his gaze swept over the messy ground and the crowd before finally settling on Wang Dachui.

He is Liu Zhenshan, the factory director of Hongxing Machinery Factory.

"Wang Defa!"

Liu Zhenshan's voice wasn't loud, but it struck like an iron ingot, making people tremble. "What kind of attitude is this? Huh? Is this how you treat the experts from the research institute, the ones who came specifically to help us solve our technical problems?"

"Wrench? Smashing things? Acting tough?" He pointed at Wang Dachui, his finger so hard it almost poked Wang Dachui's face.

"You've been a worker for decades! Where's your awareness? Where's your discipline? Have you all been fed to the dogs?"

Wang Dachui was given a severe scolding by the factory director, as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water.

His body stiffened abruptly, and the anger on his face quickly faded, leaving only embarrassment.

He stiffened his neck, his Adam's apple bobbed a few times, and his lips moved slightly as if he wanted to explain something.

But in the end, under the intense and unquestionable gaze, he could only clench his thick lips tightly, the muscles in his cheeks tense like iron, and his knuckles gripping the wrench turned even whiter, but he didn't dare to utter another sound.

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