In Wen Minting's view, people are all bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong. Otherwise, why would she have to lower herself and fawn over the people from Beidu when she went to the Wen family in Beidu? Now, in the factory, she wants to let others know that she has a family backing her up and that no one should try to bully her.
Wen's father fell into a deep silence, wondering if he had given birth to a fool.
He waved his hand dismissively and said, "Alright, just do as I tell you."
He had originally intended to reveal a little about Wu Ying's affairs, but now he decided against it. He was afraid that the moment he spoke, his brainless daughter would betray him.
Wen's father now has a strong idea: should he have another child?
This daughter is really unreliable.
Wen Minting originally thought her father wanted to talk to her about something, but instead he gave her a nonsensical scolding. She returned to the production room in a daze. Once she got into work mode, the many tasks left her no time to overthink.
In my spare time, I found myself inexplicably grateful to Fan Xiaofan. I heard that it was she who designed the blueprints. Ever since the factory installed a boiler-modified heating system in the production workshop, it's been so wonderful to be able to work in a warm room during the dead of winter.
Hmm, thinking of this, she shook her head violently. Humph, she would never like her; they were competitors.
Who knows if she designed these blueprints? Maybe it was those people in the technical office who, seeing her connections, helped her gain prestige. After all, she's been in the technical office, but I've never heard of her doing anything significant; on the contrary, she's often absent from work.
Fan Xiaofan had no idea that someone was talking about her behind her back. In the technical office, the room was warm and cozy. After she finished reading the book "Tiangong Kaiwu," she placed it there for everyone to read and study.
Sometimes when we encounter problems, we can get together and discuss them with each other.
It seems that since Fan Xiaofan arrived, the technical office has opened up a new path in learning. Before, they had the desire to make progress, but there was really only so much they could do. All those machines were imported from abroad at high prices, and no one was willing to part with them.
But now that Xiao Fan is here, it's like having a solid support system. They can freely study, disassemble, and reassemble things because they've discovered that no matter how messy things get, Xiao Fan always has a way to clean up the mess.
And through these repeated practical learning experiences, they have made rapid progress.
Inside the room, Master Wang held a cup of hot tea and carefully flipped through the book "Tiangong Kaiwu," occasionally jotting down his questions and doubts in his notebook.
Life is so good now. In previous years, the rooms in the technical office were so cold that our hands would crack. We were too busy wiping our noses to study, otherwise they would have frozen.
Terrifying, terrifying...
Master Wang looked up from the book he was studying and saw a row of pens in front of Fan Xiaofan. He wondered what she was doing.
He asked curiously, "What's wrong with these pens?"
Fan Xiaofan exclaimed "Ah!" and looked up, still a little bewildered by the sudden question. She pointed to the pen on the table and said, "I was thinking about this..."
Nowadays, the most commonly used pens and pencils in China are fountain pens and pencils, but to be honest, these two are not very convenient to use.
Pencils have a relatively high waste rate. A lead needs to be paired with wood and often requires a scraper, otherwise it is unusable and not very convenient to use. She wondered if she could make some changes to make full use of the lead and make it usable at any time without a scraper.
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