Director Song leaned forward slightly, his expression full of anxiety and earnestness, and said to Lin Zhiyue: "Comrade Lin, to be honest, our factory has finally received a batch of foreign trade orders recently. This is a major project related to the future development of our factory. If it can be successfully completed, it will not only bring considerable profits to the factory, but also make a name for itself in the industry. But now there is a big problem. Several key machines on the production line have failed one after another, and the production progress is seriously delayed. The technicians in our factory have checked it many times and tried all kinds of methods, but the problem is like a magic, and it can't be solved no matter what."
He paused, his eyes locked on Lin Zhiyue, and continued, "I know you have a deep knowledge of mechanics and have solved many difficult problems before. So this time I came here with great hope, and wanted to ask you to help us take a look. If you can solve this big problem, it will really help us a lot."
As Lin Zhiyue listened to Director Song's words, various mechanical parts and troubleshooting ideas flashed through his mind. He thought silently in his heart: Aren't these mechanical problems a piece of cake for me? They are just complex variants of common faults. With my experience and knowledge reserves, it shouldn't be difficult to solve them.
So, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile, and said in a cheerful tone: "Okay, Director Song, please wait a moment. This kind of thing really can't be delayed. I'll go back and pack up, and we'll set off right away and go to the machinery factory together."
After saying that, he turned around and walked quickly towards home, ready to pick up his commonly used tools and notebook.
Lin Zhiyue hurried back home, quickly opened the wardrobe, picked out a set of light and easy-to-move work clothes, and put them on neatly.
Then, she went to the desk piled with tools and books, and carefully put the mechanical maintenance manuals that she loved to put down, the precision measuring tools she often used, and a pen that she carried with her into a canvas tool bag. She zipped it up, and after making sure everything was correct, she went out again and hurried towards the captain's house.
When she arrived at the captain's house, she was panting slightly, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead. She raised her hand and gently wiped it off. With a polite smile on her face, she looked at Director Song who was waiting, and said in a firm tone: "Director Song, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Let's go."
After that, she turned to face the captain, her eyes full of gentleness and comfort, and said seriously: "Uncle Captain, I'm going to the machinery factory to help. The problems over there shouldn't be difficult for me, don't worry."
The captain smiled and nodded, his face full of trust and concern, and said: "Okay, Zhiyue girl, you can go without worry. If you need anything, just let me know. We in the village are your solid backing."
Lin Zhiyue nodded gratefully, turned and walked towards the car parked nearby, reached out to open the door, sat in with quick movements, fastened his seat belt, and waited for the car to start and drive towards the machinery factory.
Lin Zhiyue was sitting in the car. His original expectation of solving the problems in the machinery factory was gradually dampened by the slow speed of the car after it started slowly.
She looked at the scenery outside the car window, which was moving backwards little by little as if the slow-motion button was pressed, and she couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
"Hey, this car is going too slow."
Lin Zhiyue muttered softly, tapping the edge of the car window with his fingers from time to time.
She knew that in this day and age, such a car was already a relatively good means of transportation, but for her who was used to solving problems efficiently, this speed was really a bit torturous.
Her eyes swept across the dashboard and gear lever in the car, and various mechanical structures and improvement plans emerged involuntarily in her mind.
Suddenly, a bold idea came to her mind: "How about... when I go to the machinery factory, if I have time, I can modify this car for them."
Thinking of this, her eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had seen the modified car speeding on the road, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose, revealing a confident smile.
Just as Lin Zhiyue was immersed in her fantasy of modifying the car, the car jolted and suddenly brought her back to reality.
Director Song seemed to be aware of Lin Zhiyue's thoughts and said apologetically, "This road is not easy to travel on and the car is old. I'm sorry for making you suffer."
Lin Zhiyue came back to her senses, smiled and waved her hand, "It's okay, Director Song, I just happened to be thinking about some solutions to the problems in the machinery factory on the way."
The car continued to move forward slowly, but Lin Zhiyue's thoughts became more active.
She thought that if she wanted to modify the car, the first step would be to optimize the engine's air intake system to improve fuel combustion efficiency;
Adjust the transmission ratio to make the power output more reasonable. But this requires professional equipment and tools, and I don't know if the machinery factory has them.
As she was thinking, she turned around and asked Director Song: "Does the factory have all the mechanical processing equipment? I was thinking if I had time, I could help modify this car."
Director Song was a little surprised, but then he showed a delighted expression, "The equipment is quite complete. If you need it, just ask! If this antique can be modified faster, it will be much more convenient to use in the future."
After getting a positive answer, Lin Zhiyue felt more at ease.
She quickly sorted out the modification plan in her mind, thinking about where to start after arriving at the machinery factory.
At this moment, the wind outside the car window seemed to become lighter, as if cheering for the two challenges she was about to embark on.
The car drove slowly towards the machinery factory. The wheels rolled over the ground, making a low sound that intertwined with Lin Zhiyue's pounding heartbeat.
She looked out the window, at the factory gate that was gradually becoming clearer, and took a deep breath, trying to temporarily suppress the excitement and anticipation that was welling up in her heart about being able to show her skills.
At this moment, she knew that the production problems that needed to be solved urgently were the top priority.
The car stopped steadily. Lin Zhiyue pushed open the door and was instantly surrounded by the scene in front of her.
The workshop was bustling with workers, hurrying and moving back and forth between machines with anxious looks on their faces. Some of them held tools in their hands, seemingly eagerly looking for solutions to the problems.
Some gathered together and discussed loudly, their words filled with worry.
The roar of the machines continued, but it seemed chaotic due to the abnormal sounds made by the faulty machines, like an out-of-tune symphony.
The production line was like a long dragon that was not running smoothly due to the obstruction of those faulty machines. The originally smooth rhythm was completely disrupted, and the semi-finished products piled up on the side, as if silently telling of the crisis.
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