Chapter 137 What is Director Xu? Call me uncle!
After opening the car door, Xu Zheng no longer had eyes for anyone else. He got in before Gao Yuan and sat next to Cheng Hui.
Gao Yuan held the car door and did not go in. If he went in, Xu Zheng would be squeezed close to his wife, which was not acceptable.
"Brother, come and sit here." Jiang Quan opened the door of the cab for him.
Logically, he is a few years older than Gao Yuan, but it doesn’t matter, Gao Yuan will be his brother from now on!
If I don’t take a good picture of this guy, he probably won’t be able to go to Beijing!
Gao Yuan patted his shoulder and sat down.
Song Xilai had already sat in the passenger seat and turned back to watch the fun.
Cheng Hui carries a large notebook with her.
He took out a pen and paper and quickly drew a successful engine design for the X series of future generations.
Planar, three-dimensional, side, internal structure diagrams, and so on.
Be sure to draw it clearly, let them make it, and make the experiment successful.
Otherwise, wouldn’t her work be in vain?
This is not a secret. It is included in textbooks of later generations and is a used engine.
She can't draw anything that is too advanced because the materials are not up to standard and she can't make it even if she draws it.
The more Xu Zheng watched, the more excited he became. He clenched his fists tightly, not daring to breathe, for fear of disturbing Cheng Hui's train of thought.
He knew the principles of the engine, and once the blueprint came out, he suddenly understood and thought it was reliable!
However, as he watched, he spared a moment to glance at Cheng Hui. Her hands were so steady, as if she was drawing with a ruler. This could not be achieved without more than ten or twenty years of professional practice.
This person is also an expert. Has he also studied mechanical design? But at this age, they have been learning since birth?
After more than an hour, 10 drawings of various sizes were completed.
Cheng Hui handed him the notebook and said, "These are all theoretical knowledge. I don't know if they will work without any tests. You guys try it.
"If it doesn't work, Director Xu, don't blame me for meddling in other people's business and giving orders blindly."
Xu Zheng solemnly took the notebook and said with a smile: "Why call me Director Xu? Call me uncle!"
Song Xilai sneered and said to Cheng Hui, "Ignore him, let's just call Director Xu!"
"Stop it!" Xu Zheng pushed his face back, and asked Cheng Hui with a smile on his face, "You just said that there were several reasons for the failure of the X6. How should the problem of the rotor be solved?"
Cheng Hui glanced at her watch and said, "Oh, time flies, it's already 3 o'clock!
"I'm afraid I can't do it today. I still have to go to other factories to get some business for our food factory. The New Year is coming soon, and I have a lot of work to do."
Xu Zheng was a little confused: "What, food factory?"
Song Xilai said: "Our Xiao Cheng was the deputy director of a food factory." Although the factory has closed down.
Xu Zheng became serious again: "Food factory? This is nonsense! You should come to our aircraft factory! If this engine is really successfully developed, I will tell the higher-ups..."
"Don't say it. It won't work even if you say it." Song Xilai said, "Quick, quick, get out of the car. Don't delay our Director Cheng from going to attract business."
As smart as Song Xilai was, he could tell from just one sentence that Cheng Hui was not here to see the plane today, but to go fishing.
No, we are here to attract business for their food factory.
Tsk, why are you so devoted to that little shabby factory? Even the dead must be saved!
He is really not as good as the factory director.
"What kind of business?" Xu Zheng finally couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Have you heard of the majestic cake?" Cheng Hui asked.
"No." Xu Zhengdao.
He was worried to death every day. He couldn't even tell whether what he put in his mouth was a steamed bun or a dumpling, so how could he have the time to care about the cake?
"Our factory makes cakes, but we were shut down because our sales didn't meet the target. So I thought of making some cakes for a few factories as a New Year's gift to boost our sales and keep our factory alive."
"Stop talking!" Xu Zheng's eyes were red. He couldn't bear to hear the words "stopped".
It turns out that it’s not that the merchant woman doesn’t know the sorrow of losing her country, but that she is just a wanderer in this world!
"Isn't it just a cake? Our factory has 100,000 people. Is one kilogram per person enough? If not, two kilograms." Xu Zhengdao.
He thought it was caozigao, which cost a few cents per pound.
Their factory’s annual Spring Festival benefit is 5 yuan per person, and two kilograms of tiaozi cake is not excessive.
Song Xilai laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, a mouthful of spit is a pit! You said two kilograms, you are not allowed to regret it, otherwise you will be a puppy!"
Xu Zheng gave him a blank look and said, "Look at your useless look. You can't even eat two kilograms of cake? You are...Xiao Cheng's uncle. How many kilograms did you order to help Xiao Cheng complete the task?"
Song Xilai stretched out a slap, 5.
He ordered 5.
But he didn't say anything, and he didn't say it was 5 kilograms!
Xu Zheng was a little hesitant for a moment. It was a huge pile of 5 kilograms of cake and he might not be able to finish it.
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "Uncle, you should go and ask about Weifeng Cake first. It doesn't matter whether it is confirmed or not. I will go to other factories to have a look."
After saying that, she glanced at Gao Yuan.
Gao Yuan understood immediately, opened the door and went out, shouting to Jiang Quan who was walking back and forth outside: "Are you frozen? Let's go to another factory."
Jiang Quan immediately got into the driver's seat.
Gao Yuan opened the back door again.
The attitude of seeing off guests is very obvious.
Xu Zheng was also anxious to test the engine in his hand, so he got out of the car.
Anyway, Cheng Hui can't run away.
The car drove away quickly. He stayed there for a few seconds and then ran back to the office.
"Come on, come on! Have a meeting! Everyone from the engine team, come here! Make this thing!" he shouted loudly.
The sound is uplifting.
The people, who were originally demoralized, looked over curiously.
"Let me show you a treasure! I think it can work!" He excitedly showed the notebook in his hand.
Everyone was stunned, then dispersed after a brief chat.
"I'm going to the workshop!"
"I'll go find the parts!"
"We need to carve out this part first! We don't have any ready-made ones."
"Do we have steel plates of this size?"
The human heart came alive again.
.......
Cheng Hui sat in the car and smiled. She felt that the order was a sure thing.
Unless they don't want to make new models.
"Xiao Qi, next time something like this happens, just tell your uncle the truth directly. There's no need to beat around the bush." Song Xilai said suddenly.
Cheng Hui suddenly began to wonder if Song Xilai had intermittent amnesia. How come she turned into Xiaoqi again?
"Uncle, it's not that I don't want to tell you the truth, but I just don't know how to say it. If I say I want to give them the idea of making a helicopter, do you believe me?" Cheng Hui said.
Song Xilai...he doesn't believe it. He will think Cheng Hui is crazy and will definitely not accompany her in going crazy.
"Okay, then next time if something like this happens, you don't have to tell me, just take me with you!" He asked, "Which factory are we going to next?"
"Next, I'm going home. The New Year is coming soon. It's enough for me to take over this factory." Cheng Hui said.
Her information is so valuable, they would be embarrassed to order just one each, right?
With so many people, their food factory is really overwhelmed.
After sending Song Xilai back to the enamel factory, Cheng Hui went to the machinery factory and pulled Cheng Rui into the car: "Come home with me today, I have something to talk to you about."
You have to teach him what I just said!
Of course, I didn’t forget to bring Zhao Daxing with me when I went back.
He had been racking his brain for the whole day, repeatedly arranging and combining the dozens of iron frames in his mind, but he couldn't figure out how they could become a printing press.
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