Such doubts also gently wrapped around Jin Yong's heart like an invisible rope.
He slowly leaned back in his chair, frowning slightly, thinking deeply.
After a moment, he slowly shook his head, sighed, and said, "I can't figure it out! I can't figure it out! Ha...Ayang, what you just said is exactly what I'm confused about right now!
Kobayashi Tenwang's move may seem ordinary at first glance, but upon closer inspection it becomes shrouded in mystery, making it difficult to grasp its true direction.
I've been writing martial arts novels for years, and I know full well that a master's moves often resemble thunder in silence, their initial moves unremarkable, their twilight moments unpredictable. This Xiaolin Tianwang... his chess moves actually possess a certain quality of this realm.
Perhaps, within these seemingly ordinary moves, hidden within us lies a hidden plan, one we cannot fathom, one that could shake up the future? His actions are always methodical, yet difficult to fathom... Well, if I can't figure it out, I won't dwell on it for now. Just be a sensible spectator and wait and see what he's going to do next.
At this time, deep in the factory building of Mingfa Electric Factory.
The heat brought by the high temperature of the metal was lingering in the air, and dozens of stamping and spot welding machines were roaring tirelessly.
"Xiao Linsheng, no! I really can't do this!"
A young reporter from Sing Pao, who had been squatting here for most of the day and had large patches of black oil stains on his suit, blushed crimson and quickly rejected Lin Huowang's invitation to help him at the lathe.
The scene in front of him now was quite shocking.
I saw the Hong Kong upstart, Kobayashi Tenmo, taking off his expensive, straight, light gray Italian custom-made three-piece suit as soon as he entered the factory.
He was wearing the same rough work clothes as an ordinary worker, and there was no trace of his original nobility.
The sweat on his forehead shone glossily under the strong light hanging from the ceiling of the workshop, and a few strands of black hair stuck to his smooth forehead and temples.
The reporter captured a close-up shot of Kobayashi Tenmo with one of his legs half-bent, his knee against the hard concrete floor, his body half-kneeling, his hands firmly holding a corner of a heavy, silver-glowing alloy casing component.
Next to him was an old workshop master who was about fifty years old and had some gray hair. He was wearing a dirty work suit and was also bent over. Together with him, they were carefully lifting the heavy component onto a half-person-high laboratory workbench.
"Yes! Yes! Hold on! This is the angle! Take your time!" Lin Huowang's voice was steady, but sweat kept sliding down his jawline.
Next to them, several young technicians in work clothes were enthusiastically gathered around the workbench, pointing nervously at the spread-out drawings.
"Mr. Wang, look at this hole position. It's always off by half a millimeter during installation. I have to rework and file it every time..."
"We have measured the standard parts delivered to the joint production line, and the tolerances are completely within the allowable range!"
"Then it's not a problem with accessories!"
Lin Huowang said loudly.
He wiped the sweat off his face with the back of his hand, then stared at the intricately structured housing assembly on the workbench. Finally, he looked at the young engineers around him, who were filled with confusion and fatigue, and said seriously:
"The tolerances of the mounting positions and the co-production parts are correct. The problem must be here!"
As he spoke, Lin Huowang's fingertips tapped heavily on the snap-on structure at a specific angle inside the casing.
The metal edges there had already shown slight curling due to repeated friction and impact from the raging forest fire.
"See? The stress is abnormally concentrated! The design's force calculations must be misleading, and the structure is unreasonable! Bring me the drawings!"
Engineer Wang, the old workshop master with gray hair, was also shocked when he heard this.
Because he started out as a handyman and has been involved in countless product debugging, he knows very well that such subtle structural problems are often accumulated "chronic diseases."
People are often accustomed to solving problems through patchwork later, and no one has ever gotten to the root of the problem like this young new boss.
Without giving it any time to think, he put aside his previous contempt and quickly handed over the yellowed design drawing.
Lin Huowang didn't even bother to look for a chair, he just half-knelt on the oily concrete floor.
He quickly spread out the blueprint on the oil-stained workbench.
Then, several technicians gathered around involuntarily.
The high temperature in the workshop is steaming, and the roar of the machines is really deafening.
But Lin Huowang seemed to have completely blocked out all of this. His fingers were pointing at the complex lines and data, his brows sometimes furrowed, sometimes relaxed, and he was discussing with the technicians very enthusiastically.
The reporters, who had been waiting for a long time and were already sweating and dizzy, exchanged glances with each other and finally could only shrug helplessly.
They finally gave up, took a few more photos with their cameras, and then left this torturous factory as if they had been pardoned.
Only a few newspapers were left, casually thrown on the toolbox at the entrance. The front pages of these newspapers were filled with so-called expert analysis and arguments about "building materials", "housing" and "political stance".
As the sky gradually darkened, a round of applause finally broke out in the Mingfa Factory. Although it was not enthusiastic, it was extremely reassuring.
On the workbench, the casing component, which had its internal structure clip angles modified on-site by Lin Huowang and several engineers, and even had welding reinforcement points temporarily marked with a pencil, was put into place in one go after the joint-product parts were installed, fitting perfectly without any obstruction or friction noise.
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