"Brilliant!"
The technician examined the improvement plan.
Amazing!
"Comrade Changfeng, I am truly ignorant and lacking in knowledge! I have learned a lot today."
The technician continued, "I thought I was the expert here when it comes to hydraulics."
"Now that I'm compared to them, I'm nothing!"
"It seems I still have a lot to learn!"
Wu Changfeng patted the technician on the shoulder: "Let me put it this way, this problem was solved abroad decades ago."
"When it comes to high-end hydraulic pumps and valve assemblies, I'll speak without reservation."
"The products manufactured by Chicheng Hydraulic Factory are all garbage."
Have you ever dealt with imported goods?
The technician sighed, "Brother Wu, to be honest, I once submitted a report requesting to buy a Rexroth or Parker hydraulic component to study."
"We don't understand their techniques, so aren't we just imitating them?"
"However, the report went unanswered. I went to ask Director Zhao, and he said he didn't have that kind of spare money."
"Damn it, all that food and drink they've spent is enough to buy several sets!"
"What can I say? I dare not say anything. That's it."
Wu Changfeng did not express any opinion on this matter.
It's not like it's their own factory.
But this also served as a wake-up call for Wu Changfeng.
Inside the Huaqing Research Institute in Beijing, if someone wants to buy foreign products for research, they can't be stingy.
It easily dampened the researchers' enthusiasm.
This technician is a case in point.
Wu Changfeng said, "You could say that. Take Rexroth's pump sets, for example, just look at the screws."
"Other people's screws are all sealed with adhesive."
"And it's not just random spraying; the amount is strictly controlled."
"If you try to unscrew the Rexroth pump assembly, it will be very difficult, and you might even break your tools."
"However, as soon as you hear a click, you can unscrew the screw by hand."
"Can your factory produce this kind of technology?"
The technician stared wide-eyed and shook his head helplessly.
The craftsmanship they use to handle screws is something we can't compare to!
You could even say that if you want to unscrew the pumps from Chicheng Hydraulic Plant, you have to use a sleeve and apply force throughout the entire process.
It might even cause the threads to slip.
It's not something you can just unscrew by hand.
Wu Changfeng smiled.
In fact, even in later generations, despite the rapid advancements in domestic hydraulic technology.
But even with this tiny screw, I still can't figure out why it can be removed by hand with a click.
Wu Changfeng said, "It's not a problem to have a gap. We can catch up slowly, which is better than doing nothing."
"Now that we've finished the theoretical part, let's find someone to cut the grooves in the oil distribution plate."
"Practice is the only truth."
The technician called to the workers and took the oil distribution tray to the lathe workshop.
Peng Changjiang looked at the energetic workers with deep emotion.
Then he said to Wu Changfeng, "You're not a customer, are you? Were you sent down from above to take over the factory?"
Wu Changfeng smiled and said, "No, I am just a businessman."
"What a pity," Peng Changjiang sighed. "It would have been better if the factory manager had been able to rally the workers in just over ten minutes."
Wu Changfeng waved his hand: "No, you're wrong. What the workers admire is not my leadership ability, but my ability to solve the oil distribution problem."
Wu Changfeng then addressed specific issues.
It's about fixing the oil distribution plate, not the ability to solve the problem.
Peng Changjiang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, which was taken as agreement.
Wu Changfeng asked, "With the factory in this state, can you, as the Party Secretary, just stand by and watch?"
Peng Changjiang smiled wryly: "That's why I took sick leave."
"Just an excuse."
“Yes, it’s an excuse.” Peng Changjiang said with his head down, “The factory can’t tolerate me, so I’ll just stay out of sight and out of mind.”
"Why?"
Peng Changjiang stammered, "I can't beat this guy surnamed Zhao."
Wu Changfeng didn't say anything.
I waited for a while.
The technician returned and personally assembled the oil pump.
They carried the hydraulic pump to the test area.
Connect to the motor, and the oil pipe is connected from the oil tank.
After setting up the oil inlet and outlet, the technician took a deep breath and started the motor.
Buzz~~~
The oil pump is running smoothly.
Moreover, the noise level is significantly reduced!
It's within the range that the ears can tolerate!
If it were the old pump set, no one could stand nearby now.
That noise could pierce your eardrums.
That's why there's the saying: "A thunderclap, a hydraulic pump, and when the King of Hell comes, you run for your life."
Now.
By slotting the oil distribution plate, the problem of trapped oil is minimized.
There was only a buzzing sound.
There is no more annoying noise.
The technician raised his arm and shouted, "Awesome! Brother Wu! Listen to this, it's absolutely awesome!"
He kept shouting and shouting until he knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down his face.
There was excitement, regret, and self-blame in it all.
He shouldn't give up his motivation to improve.
I feel disgusted by these aimless, muddled days.
But the sense of accomplishment when someone solves a problem is irresistible.
Everyone is blaming themselves.
Are problems with the oil distribution plate difficult to detect?
No, that's not the case.
If the research continues, the phenomenon of trapped oil will soon be discovered.
However, solving the problem of trapped oil will indeed take time.
But this means there's nothing more that can be done.
The quickest solution is to purchase a pump set from abroad.
The slowest way is to study it slowly.
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