But Xie Wen didn't want to stop for a moment.
He took out a piece of rough paper and began to write and draw on it.
Other power workers also kept offering suggestions.
In the dim light coming in from the window, five or six people were seen leaning on the table, talking incessantly.
Then the two men took out their tools and started making electrical parts.
Fu Song watched curiously from the side. In the past, when he needed circuit parts, he would go directly to the store to buy them.
This is the first time I’ve made it.
In the blink of an eye, a converter was formed by the skillful hands of the workers.
Xie Wen opened the distribution cabinet and plugged in the converter.
The lights came on instantly, as did the indicator lights of all the large equipment, followed by the humming of electrical equipment.
Who knew that before I could be happy, suddenly,
Bang!
There was a flash of sparks, a large amount of white smoke came out of the new converter, and all power was cut off again.
Xie Wen frowned and began to think again.
Then redesign the drawings to incorporate the new ideas.
An hour later, the second converter was completed.
Replaced it again and the light came on again.
But this time no one dared to take it lightly.
Sure enough, ten minutes later, bang!
Several power workers were beginning to lose heart, but Xie Wen encouraged them, "It's okay. The converter only took two minutes last time, but this time it took ten.
Our efficiency has increased fivefold. Come again! "
Third design, third converter.
However, eight minutes later, snap!
Now even Xie Wen lacked confidence.
After hesitating for a moment, Xie Wen came to Fu Song and said, "Mr. Fu, do you have any good suggestions?"
Louis looked at Xie Wen and then at Fu Song, his face full of suspicion.
After getting to know Fu Song, he realized that Fu Song actually didn't use electricity at all.
Although Xie Wen is only Luo Jingping's assistant, how can his level be low when he can be the assistant to the general manager of the power department?
As a result, an expert actually asked a layman a question, which seemed absurd no matter how you looked at it.
Fu Song frowned and looked carefully at the three scrapped converters.
With his mental focus, Fu Song's eyes did see the prices of these three converters.
However, there is a prerequisite for judging the correctness of experimental ideas by price, which is that it requires a large number of samples.
Without sufficient samples, his judgment will be extremely inaccurate.
When the error reaches a certain level, misjudgment will occur.
But after thinking about it, Fu Song said: "Your first converter idea should be the closest to success."
"What? The first converter?"
Xie Wen's face was full of confusion. In his opinion, the third converter idea was the closest to success.
Although it only lasted eight minutes, that was simply due to a large error in the manufacturing of one of the electrical circuits.
But the first converter...
This converter doesn't have much innovation, so how could it be the closest to success?
Fu Song saw his expression and said, "My judgment may not be correct. Just follow your own ideas."
But Xie Wen still looked at the first converter.
After a long time, he began to design drawings and make new converter components.
The result was not surprising, bang!
Eleven minutes!
The spirits of several power workers were lifted again.
Although eleven minutes is only one minute longer than ten minutes, it is still progress.
Xie Wen looked at Fu Song again.
Fu Song was embarrassed now, because he pointed at the third converter with a stiff expression: "Now this one is the closest to success."
Xie Wen: “…”
Other power workers: “…”
Fu Song pinched his nose and said, "Why don't you just follow your own ideas? I feel like I'm a complete idiot right now."
Xie Wen scratched his scalp hard and continued to think.
After so much trouble, the sky gradually darkened.
The wind outside was getting stronger, shaking the wind power station so badly that it could be blown away at any time.
The electrician lit the fire and the chef from the kitchen brought the food over.
Fu Song invited Louis and others to have dinner.
However, Lewis looked at Xie Wen: “Assistant Xie, let’s eat something together. Thinking for a long time is very tiring.”
After spending half a day together, the foreigner already had some respect for Xie Wen.
Although he felt that the other party did not need to work so hard, no one had the right to look down on a hard-working person.
Xie Wen shook his head: "Thank you, you guys eat first, I'll think this through first."
However, after Fu Song and Louis and his group finished their meal, Xie Wen was still thinking and experimenting.
At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Xie Wen's eyes were bloodshot and his expression was extremely dazed.
An electrician said to Fu Song, "Mr. Fu, please take Louis to rest. Looking at the current situation, it will be difficult for Engineer Xie to sleep tonight."
Louis spread his hands: "Why? I don't think it's really necessary.
Maybe if we go to sleep, the strong wind will stop tomorrow morning, and the circuit will function normally, and everything will be solved.
And now that the problem has been discovered, the converter can be designed slowly.
If one day doesn’t work, try two days. If two days don’t work, try three days.
One day you will succeed.”
Fu Song patted Lewis on the shoulder: “Okay, stop persuading me, it’s useless to persuade me.
Our two countries have different styles of doing things, so let them do it!"
After saying that, he took Louis away.
After tossing and turning for a long time, Fu Song was tired and fell asleep as soon as he lay down on the bed.
When I woke up again, it was already bright daylight.
After washing up, Fu Song came to the power studio again.
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