"We don't know what equipment is or isn't, we just know that this set of precision parts is substandard!"
The speaker was a man in his forties, about 1.8 meters tall, with a slightly dark face and a strong body.
It’s mainly that look, which is extremely sharp.
Even from a distance, one could seem to feel his aura.
This person should be someone who has been to the battlefield and seen blood.
Such soldiers are the most direct and cannot be tactful.
Failure means failure.
Fang Yaozhong stood aside and did not rush to speak.
Seeing the tense atmosphere, he smiled and said, "I told you, machines are not omnipotent!"
When it comes to delicate work, we still have to rely on these experienced and skilled masters.
As the only eighth-level fitter in the machinery factory, Fang Yaozhong can confidently say: My hands are more powerful than machines.
"Let me see it! It might be a little off in size!"
Fang Yaozhong was confident and reached out to take a component.
His hands were rough, yet very delicate.
The calloused fingertips gently felt the parts, measuring the size bit by bit.
Then he looked at the drawings and the relevant size requirements.
The smug look on his face suddenly disappeared - there was no deviation in the size!
It was made completely according to the requirements of the drawings.
This result is actually contrary to what Fang Yaozhong "thought".
However, Fang Yaozhong is a pragmatic technical talent.
One is one, two is two.
Pass is pass, fail is fail.
He would not deliberately lie for his own selfish reasons.
Fang Yaozhong raised his head and looked at the black-faced soldier, "The size is correct! It was processed according to your drawings!"
Even if there is a mistake, it should be the drawing.
After hearing Fang Yaozhong's words, the leaders of the machinery factory all felt more confident.
Director Feng couldn't help but mutter, "I told you, there's no problem with this equipment!"
"The most advanced equipment produces the most precise parts."
The soldier, his face tanned, remained unmoved. "The Liugong factory in our factory said it was unqualified and unusable!"
Size is a standard, but as a component, whether it can be used and whether it is suitable are the only standards.
The leader of the machinery factory: ...Isn’t this a bit unreasonable?
We produced according to your drawings and the dimensions are exactly the same, but you still insist that it is "unqualified"?
"Master Fang, can I take a look?"
Gu Qingcheng squeezed closer to Fang Yaozhong and asked in a low voice.
If it was any other apprentice, Fang Yaozhong would have scolded him long ago: You are just an apprentice, and you haven't even passed the first-level worker exam yet, why are you joining in the fun?
But, the person who squeezed over was Gu Qingcheng——
Taking a deep breath, Fang Yaozhong did not vent his anger on others, but he did not look happy either.
Without saying a word, he threw the parts to Gu Qingcheng.
Gu Qingcheng caught it steadily, and then began to caress it gently with her slender and tender fingertips.
She has the ninth-level machinist skill given by the system, which is a skill that only exists in legends.
To exaggerate a bit, Gu Qingcheng's hands can even feel the life of steel.
"There is indeed a size discrepancy! But it's very slight."
Gu Qingcheng rubbed it for a while and said confidently and firmly.
As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked at her——
Leaders: Who is this? When did a machinist with a big belly come to our factory?
Black-faced soldier: This female comrade is so pretty and looks so weak. She really doesn’t look like a fitter.
Although Gu Qingcheng's words were in line with their own interests.
However, the black-faced soldier still instinctively questioned it.
The other master chefs had complicated expressions: This person seems to be Fang Yaozhong's apprentice.
What is this for?
Refute the master in public and become famous by stepping on the master's head?
Fang Yaozhong's face immediately darkened. What was Jianguo's wife trying to do? Was she deliberately trying to sabotage me?
Fang Yaozhong didn't want to have Gu Qingcheng as an apprentice from the bottom of his heart, but he owed Qiao Jianguo's life, so he had to do it.
Just teach the technology, but he can't treat Gu Qingcheng like a normal apprentice.
No scolding, no giving orders, no hiding anything——
Ma De, Fang Yaozhong is also a respected master craftsman in the machinery factory because of his skills.
Have you ever felt so frustrated?
At this moment, Gu Qingcheng's performance completely angered Fang Yaozhong.
He no longer cared about Qiao Jianguo and sneered, "The size is off? Who are you? How long have you been learning this technology?"
"Master Fang, I'm Gu Xiaoni, a worker in the moving team! I've been learning your skills for seven days."
Gu Qingcheng seemed not to hear Fang Yaozhong's sarcasm, but answered seriously.
Fang Yaozhong became even angrier.
The people around burst into laughter.
A worker from the moving team only studied for a week and then ran to an eighth-level fitter and started talking nonsense?
ps: Ahem, the description of "technology" involved in the article is all based on Baidu and the stupid author's YY.
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