When Su Yu heard someone questioning her and making sarcastic remarks, she wondered who it was. When she heard the mechanical prompt tone, she turned her head and saw Zhao Zhiqiang looking at her like a nagging woman. She immediately looked at him with some contempt: "Comrade, how do you know I don't understand without trying? Knowledge is not only hidden in the heads of you men." Su Yu raised her chin, her eyes carrying a hint of provocation, and looked directly at Zhao Zhiqiang without fear.
"You..." Zhao Zhiqiang was so angry that he jumped up and down and wanted to curse. Su Yu was clearly scolding him.
"Hahaha..." The workers standing by couldn't help but burst into laughter when they saw Zhao Zhiqiang's frustrated look.
Zhao Zhiqiang's face flushed red as he retorted loudly, "Humph, you're a female comrade, what do you know about lathe fitting? Stop talking big here!"
Su Yu did not get angry. Instead, he calmly walked to the car window and observed carefully.
She reached out and gently touched the parts of the lathe, feeling the texture of the machine, and her mind quickly recalled the mechanical knowledge she had learned.
After a moment, Su Yu raised his head, looked at Zhao Zhiqiang, and said firmly, "The principle of a lathe is simply that the spindle drives the workpiece to rotate, and the tool is driven by the feed mechanism to cut the workpiece, thereby producing parts of various shapes. As for the part you are processing, in my opinion, you can control the feed amount more accurately, otherwise the accuracy of the final product will be affected."
Su Yu's words startled the workers present. Director Xu's eyes widened, unable to believe his ears: "Doctor Su, you really understand!"
Zhao Zhiqiang's expression turned even uglier. He was both surprised and unconvinced. He snorted coldly, "You sound very reasonable, but all talk is fake. Show us how to do it if you can!"
Uncle Hu anxiously pulled Zhao Zhiqiang aside and scolded him in a low voice: "You are so ignorant, kid! Since Doctor Su dared to say that, he must be really capable."
This disciple is an idiot. He's still talking back to Su Yu at this time. Is there something wrong with his brain? If he wants him to take care of him in his old age, he'll probably be pissed off to death.
Su Yu smiled faintly, without flinching: "Okay, then I'll try. But if I operate it correctly, this comrade must apologize to me."
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