Chapter 472 He is stable
"There's no rush for the production line. I already have an idea." Cheng Hui said, "Just leave it to Dean Chen and the others."
Every profession has its specialties, and Professor Sun and his fellow scientific researchers are only suitable for conducting research in the laboratory.
Let them prove that a microwave oven can be made and that it can be done this way, that's all.
As for the mechanical production line, it will be handed over to the Mechanical Design Institute.
Chen Xiangxue nodded excitedly: "Yes, yes, leave it to us, we guarantee that we can do it!"
This is what he wants, because he cares so much about it!
When the time comes to write the report, even though they are not designers, they are at least participants, so that's fine.
Cheng Hui left with the three prototypes that Professor Sun and his team had made in the past few days.
This is not a finished product, it is very rough and she needs to work on it further.
Jiang Ming guessed what she was thinking and asked curiously, "Make it look like an oven? It would be nice."
He now has a "defective" oven at home, which was given to him by Cheng Hui.
This oven suddenly replaced the TV in his home and was placed next to the TV, ensuring that anyone who came to visit could see it.
His wife wipes it three times a day and loves it very much. Whenever a customer praises her, she always praises Cheng Hui.
Cheng Hui's reputation is becoming more and more famous among the ladies.
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "We must not make it look like the previous oven this time, otherwise those foreign merchants might get angry when they see it."
They really bought too many ovens, and they might not be able to sell them all in a year. No matter how beautiful the product is, the merchants will be angry if they can't sell it.
"What to do then?" Jiang Ming asked.
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "This is a secret."
"Okay." Jiang Ming stopped asking.
After returning to the office, Cheng Hui gave Chen Xiangxue a stack of drawings, which were partial drawings of an assembly line, and asked him to go back and work on them first.
Jiang Ming also said goodbye and went to take care of other things.
Cheng Hui called Song Xilai over.
After not seeing him for a few days, Song Xilai had lost weight again.
"Uncle, are you tired?" Cheng Hui asked, "Do you want me to send you two secretaries? I have two very capable people on hand, who are specifically responsible for contacting various enamel factories."
Song Xilai breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great! I won't be polite to you! I really am a little overwhelmed."
He was indeed the director of a large factory with nearly 10,000 employees before, but now, he actually has to manage factories with several thousand employees!
With so many orders under pressure, he was under great psychological pressure. What's more, the directors of the enamel factories were somewhat dissatisfied with him and were secretly trying to find fault with him. They were waiting to kick him out after the task was completed, no matter how perfectly he completed it!
He was really in trouble.
The secretaries and assistants he brought with him didn't understand the current situation and were at a loss as well as him.
Now that Cheng Hui sent them two secretaries, he was actually relieved.
Because these two people are responsible for coordinating between him, Cheng Hui, various enamel factories, the higher-ups, and export matters. It can be said that they know more than he does, and they are quite capable.
He even didn't want to admit that he seemed a little stronger than him.
These two people were assigned to Cheng Hui by the capital. The higher-ups were also eager to complete the order, so none of the dozens of people given to her were ordinary people.
Even if it is used for gold plating, it must be an alloy, not mud.
The heavy stone in his heart was half removed, and Song Xilai saw the three metal boxes on the coffee table in front of him.
His eyelids jumped. "A new oven? Are you selling ovens at the autumn trade fair? Can you sell them?"
"It's not an oven, it's a microwave." Cheng Hui said.
"What furnace?" Song Xilai had never heard of it.
Cheng Hui "ding" him some things.
Not only Song Xilai was surprised, but all the other staff members who had some free time came over to watch.
They screamed when the sound "ding" went off. It was truly magical! Just like magic!
"Great, great! This thing is better than an oven!" Song Xilai said excitedly, "What do you want me to do? Make the shell and parts? I can do that! And also make an oven?"
"No, change it." Cheng Hui asked, "What kind?"
Cheng Hui handed him a piece of paper.
Song Xilai was very smart. In front of everyone, he didn't even open it, but put it directly in his pocket: "I'll wait until no one is around to look at it!"
Everyone...
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "This is the formula for the new glaze. Try mixing it and bring it to me when you're done."
"OK."
Song Xilai couldn't sit still anymore, so he finished his tea and left.
He went back and immediately called the three masters who were responsible for adjusting the glaze. They stayed in the closed studio for more than an hour and came up with several kinds of glazes. They brushed them on the sample iron sheets and went out to bake.
Two hours later, 10 samples were produced.
Even the chef who had seen the gorgeous glazes in the oven was amazed.
“I didn’t expect that solid colors could be so beautiful!” said a master.
"Yes." Another chef said, "The enamel bowls we used to have were actually all pure colors, pure white, pure yellow, pure black, etc., but compared to this, the other ones look dead."
Just like the difference between a fish eye and a pearl.
Now this batch of samples has a jewel-like luster. Even though they are also white, they are softer and more translucent, like pearls and jade. People can tell the difference at a glance and cannot let go of them.
Song Xilai was so happy that his eyes disappeared with laughter: "Look who made the move! My eldest niece is so powerful!"
He's stable! He can finally take over the capital.
Cheng Hui had told him before that she would not sell enamel bowls in the next few years. He felt as if he had fallen from a great height and was completely disheartened.
Later, when he was talking about making enamel plates, he seemed to have come back to life! But I was scared and had no idea what was going on.
What if those enamel merchants are hurt by the bowls and stop buying plates?
Now, even if the plates can’t be sold, his hope of making microwave oven shells for Cheng Hui is secure!
He took 10 sample iron plates to see Cheng Hui.
Cheng Hui smiled when she saw the finished product: "This is the color I wanted."
She chose three: pearl white, lemon yellow, and watercolor.
These ten are actually all from these three color schemes, and she chose the one that was closest to her expectations.
This is also a color that has never appeared on ovens before. Please wash your eyes, foreign merchants, don’t make associations, and don’t be angry~
"The formula must be kept secret. Once the order is completed, we can make the shell." Cheng Hui said.
"Okay, I'm not in a hurry!" Song Xilai laughed, and the big stone in his heart was lifted by half.
In fact, he is not afraid of being busy. He is afraid that after finishing his current work, he will have nothing to do in the future.
Now, the road ahead seems to be very long, so he is no longer anxious.
After Song Xilai left, Cheng Hui wanted to go home from get off work.
The secretary came over with a serious expression and said, "I just received a call from the hospital. Your second brother was beaten up and is now in the hospital for treatment. The hospital asked you to go over to pay the bill."
"What?" Cheng Hui asked in surprise, "Is it serious?"
This didn't happen in his previous life. Cheng Kai's life won't end now, right?
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