Chapter 129 I gave this car to Engineer Cheng!
Finally, Song Xilai took Cheng Hui to choose glazes. Cheng Hui chose 80 barrels of black glaze and 20 barrels of gold glaze, and agreed to come back for more if they were not enough.
Cheng Hui didn't talk to him, but went directly to the office to do the math and gave him a cost price.
Gao Yuan pulled Song Xi to chat, leaving him "no chance" to refuse.
When it comes to dealing with people, Gao Yuan is actually better than Cheng Hui.
Cheng Hui is the quiet and introverted person that Lu Junze has in mind.
It was her later life that forced her to change, and she learned these skills of dealing with various people from Gao Yuan.
And loftiness is innate.
After all, both his biological parents' families are not simple.
In his previous life, Gao Yuan's biological father found him, and the first thing he did was to ask him to divorce and marry him a rich wife...
"What's wrong?" Gao Yuan asked for the first time after getting in the car.
Gao Yuan, who is still serving in the army in his twenties, is very frugal with words due to his job and will not speak unless necessary.
He would only talk more when he was alone with Cheng Hui.
Now that there are outsiders, he spoke up.
Cheng Hui came back to her senses and said with a smile, "I was thinking about how to make this thing. I've only seen the theory in books and haven't actually tried it yet. I bought so many things with such fanfare. If I mess it up, it will be a joke."
Cheng Hui said to the driver again: "Brother Wang, please go to the machinery factory."
Gao Yuan saw that she was not telling the truth...
Cheng Hui turned and smiled at him, scratched his palm, winked at him, and mouthed, "Let's talk about it when we get home."
Gao Yuan's idea died as soon as it came to his mind. It wasn't that he was hiding it from her, but it was inconvenient to tell someone else about it.
He pinched the little hand that was about to be pulled back, unwilling to let go, and rubbed her slender fingers one by one with two fingers.
After pinching for a while, he suddenly let go.
Cheng Hui looked at him in surprise and saw him crossing his legs in the narrow back seat.
Cheng Hui immediately turned her head and laughed out the car window.
Gao Yuan...can you see all this? I really understand him...
The road was slippery due to the snow, and the driver was concentrating on driving, feeling a little puzzled. He was so worried that he didn't say anything just now, but now he was laughing. It seemed that he really didn't understand the world of genius.
When she arrived at the machinery factory, Cheng Hui went directly to the scrap workshop and had someone make more than 30 iron frames of different sizes.
The iron frames are all two-layered, one inside the other.
Made in a lathe factory, it is absolutely precise and fits perfectly.
But Cheng Hui still made a groove to ensure that the mesh is more solid.
"Engineer Cheng, what kind of machine is this?" asked a worker.
Seeing the ordinary iron frame, he really couldn't associate it with high-precision machines.
He thought that Cheng Hui's move was absolutely high-tech.
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "Keep it secret for now, and we'll talk about it after we're done."
Everyone stopped asking questions.
"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing. I need to make three more ovens." Cheng Hui took out a simple blueprint from her pocket.
They have all done it before, and with the blueprint as a reminder, it is just a framework and there will definitely be no mistakes.
This person made the decision and nodded in agreement.
He believed in this little thing. If he hesitated for a second, Zhao Daxing would criticize him if he knew!
Besides, it seemed that I had promised Cheng Hui to make 10 ovens for her, but she never asked for it and said that I would make it when she needed it.
Cheng Hui was too busy today, so after giving instructions she went to say hello to Cheng Rui and then said goodbye.
Cheng Rui immediately said: "Wait a minute, I have a few questions..."
He no longer has any private work and has been researching CNC machine tools recently, encountering a lot of problems.
"If you have any questions, ask the experts. There are so many expert teachers here. I still have a lot of things to do in the factory. I'm leaving now." Cheng Hui smiled at him and turned around quickly.
Zhao Daxing, who was walking towards her in the distance, couldn't even catch a glimpse of her.
But he heard these words.
His eldest niece is giving up! Never mind him!
Yes, everything she does has a purpose....She helped them solve the problem of CNC machine tools before, and it was for the people in their food factory.
Now that the problem has been solved, I'm going to quit!
This, this...He needs to think about what benefits he can offer to keep the person!
He understood that if you want the horse to run, you have to feed it with grass, and he also believed that Cheng Hui was truly noble. No amount of gold or silver could impress her. She just cared about their small group.
Everything that happened before is proof!
"Is there anyone in the factory who wants to retire? Just retire if you're almost there. At worst, the factory will give them some retirement benefits so that they can be the same as normal workers! Get out of here quickly!" Zhao Daxing went back to ask the office director.
"As for the construction team, Song Xilai took first place, so I have to be second! I definitely can't be third!"
"What car did Engineer Cheng take just now? The one from the department store? From now on, let Old Sun go to work at the food factory every day! I'll give this car to Engineer Cheng! From now on, Engineer Cheng can only take the car from our machinery factory!"
Zhao Daxing gave a series of instructions.
Cheng Hui has returned to the food factory, followed by a truck loaded with the glaze and iron frames that she had just purchased.
100,000 sheets of red paper from the paper mill were also delivered.
Except for a few people who were busy with production in the workshop, everyone else in the food factory was looking forward to seeing Cheng Hui.
What are you doing? Their benefit today is red paper? You don't need so much, do you? They will never be able to use them all in their lifetime.
"Hurry, hurry, let's start the meeting." After everyone else left, Cheng Hui called everyone in.
"I'm going to hire 10 more temporary workers. This time, we can't use city people, we have to use country people to keep it secret."
"No, 10 is not enough, we need 40. Time is tight, we need 24-hour shifts, so it doesn't matter if it costs a little more."
Everyone became nervous. What big thing were they going to do?
"I want to make Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters." Cheng Hui said.
Everyone...
What's the big deal?
"Forget it, let's wait until I actually make it. I'm not sure." Cheng Hui said, "Only 99%."
Everyone...the factory manager is so humble!
Cheng Hui smiled, called Gao Yuan into Guo Dajun's office, and started tinkering with it.
Well, don't get me wrong, it's not that kind of tinkering, it's serious business.
Under Cheng Hui's instructions, Gao Yuan was asked to cut the high-density mesh into appropriate sizes, fix it in the iron frame, and tighten it tightly.
Then she applied the photosensitive resin herself.
This requires some skill, but not too much. The key is to have a steady hand.
Screen printing is widely used. It can not only print patterns on clothes, but also text patterns on many daily necessities, furniture and appliances.
When Cheng Hui's small home appliance factory was just starting out, funds were limited, so they used screen printing to print.
So she knows everything that is needed and how to operate it.
Although she had never used screen printing to make Spring Festival couplets, the principle was the same. She also knew that there was a small town in the south where everyone relied on this technology to make money.
So whether in theory or in practice, this is completely feasible.
"Write a few Spring Festival couplets." Cheng Hui said to Gao Yuan. Then she wrote 10 couplets on paper and asked Gao Yuan to copy them onto a big red paper.
She knew that Gao Yuan's calligraphy was very good, which was taught by his mother when she was alive.
He starts learning at the age of one, holds a pen at the age of two, and can write calligraphy at the age of three.
Although his mother only lived until he was five years old, he had already entered the door.
Over the years, he has never stopped practicing calligraphy. Whenever he has nothing to do, he would dip his hands in water and write a few strokes. He has developed his own style.
No one can match her calligraphy, of course, in Cheng Hui's eyes.
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