Chapter 6 Don't Fight for Steamed Buns and Fight for Breath (Part 2)

Regardless, anyway, Guo Tailai felt that he had done nothing wrong, and the guide rails were shoveled again, so that the old lathe returned to life, so it was not wrong, right?

The most important thing is to continue with your own plan, make a test product quickly, then apply for a patent, write a thesis, at most one month, the graduation project can be completed, and the rest of the time can be used to find ways to make money and look for titanium powder.

Being interrupted by Mr. Liu did not affect Guo Tailai's continuation. Anyway, Guo Tailai already had a plan, and in half an afternoon, he easily made four sets of hydraulic pistons and hydraulic cylinders.

Of course, this is just rough machining, and it needs to be polished by hand in the fitter's workshop. There is no way, this old Rhine lathe from 1933 simply cannot meet the precision required by Guo Tailai.

Guo Tailai himself didn't realize that since he had the ability to process with 5 micron precision, his precision requirements have been raised to this level for anything he makes for himself. Guo Tailai didn't like the precision of ordinary lathes at all.

Mr. Liu never gave his name from the beginning, and Guo Tailai didn't know who he was. In addition, Mr. Liu didn't seem to ask Guo Tailai's name from the beginning to the end. The two talked so much. Strictly speaking, they were actually strangers who didn't know each other's names.

What are you going to do with Mr. Liu tomorrow? Guo Tailai didn't know. But anyway, I will go to the fitter workshop tomorrow to make other parts, so I will respect the old and love the young and be obedient.

Guo Tailai is thinking about Mr. Liu, and Mr. Liu is also thinking about Guo Tailai.

What kind of monster is this fat man? Are you learning a craft from the womb? How can there be such superb technology?

Mr. Liu has seen many talented people in his life, and this is the first time he has seen such a young master fitter as Fatty.

The guide rails shoveled out by others have uniform and regular patterns, which are very beautiful, but a master like Mr. Liu can definitely have a small amount of unevenness. After all, it is impossible to shovel out a mirror surface entirely by shoveling.

But what the fat man shoveled out was clearly a mirror without any ups and downs. What's more, the fat man re-shoveled based on the most worn part of the old guide rail. In other words, almost the entire guide rail was shoveled off one layer.

Fatty's method not only shoveled out the mirror plane, but it was also so efficient that it was unimaginable. Mr. Liu himself is also a master, but he asked himself that he didn't have such a speed when he was at the peak.

It's not impossible to actually make a mirror, but it will take at least a few months. What's more, the current Mr. Liu is no longer at the peak. Apart from experience, he no longer has such peak hands-on ability.

The only pity is that I didn't see the fat man make a move. Mr. Liu has been retired for many years, and this is the first time he has been tempted. Such a good seedling, it's really a pity not to cultivate it well.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Guo Tailai strolled to the fitter workshop of the school-run factory with the drawings on his back.

In the factory director's office, there are four people talking at the moment. On the desk, there is a blueprint and two rectangular boxes.

"Director Li, please help!" A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes bowed his head and handed a Zhonghua cigarette to a middle-aged man in denim overalls opposite him, pleadingly.

"It's really not that we don't help, Manager Wan." Factory Manager Li took the cigarette, lit it with the fire that the middle-aged man stretched out, exhaled a mouthful of smoke rings, then raised his head and smiled wryly: "We really can't do this job." what!"

"Look at this drawing, which requires the highest precision of 0.5 wire." Director Li pointed to the two long boxes and said, "You have already achieved this level of things, and the rest is fine grinding. Ours is not so precise. The equipment! Otherwise, Manager Wan, look for the aerospace industry, they must be able to do it."

"It's because there is no way out!" Manager Wan said bitterly, "There are only two semi-finished products in total, as long as one qualified product is produced. Just process one finished product. Even if there is a way, people have to be willing to do it! This Didn’t you come here when you learned from my son that you often make small batches of precision parts?”

"We often make precision parts, but we don't have any equipment here, so we can only do it manually!" Director Li took a puff of cigarette and replied, "We have a few fitters at the fifth and sixth levels, and we can do it with a little time. Grind it out bit by bit by hand. But it will take enough time, unlike your brother who has such a tight time requirement! And the precision of the crankshaft is too high, there is no need for it!"

"It's not that I have such tight time requirements, nor is it that we have high precision requirements, it's that the fucking Japanese are bullying people too much!" Manager Wan was also anxious, and blurted out swear words: "We are a small private enterprise, I dare not say how powerful it is, but five or six There are more than a dozen high-level fitters, and if we have enough time, we can polish it bit by bit. But those devils bully people, and they only gave such a little time. They just look down on us and deliberately make things difficult for others!"

Manager Wan is the director of Wanxin Motorcycle Factory. A private company has introduced a small-displacement motorcycle production technology to produce motorcycles with good sales and a good life.

Recently, Wanxin Motorcycle wants to launch a new product, and plans to launch a self-designed large-displacement motorcycle. But other things are easy to talk about, but the engine design and production technology is not good. Therefore, Manager Wan personally went to Japan to introduce a four-cylinder 400cc motorcycle engine, but he encountered difficulties.

"Little Japan's words are ugly?" Director Li asked.

"They didn't say anything bad." Manager Wan said with a wry smile: "The guy in charge just took two crankshafts and a drawing, and made it clear that this is their rough-processed product. As long as I If it can be finished to the precision of half a silk, they will transfer the production technology of that engine to me at a high price."

"High price?" The old man Liu, who had been sitting next to him spinning the fitness ball, interrupted and asked.

"Mr. Liu, you didn't see that guy's arrogant look." Manager Wan's eyes were red when he said this: "I was at their reception, and every Japanese looked polite, but their eyes showed The kind of contempt from the bottom of your heart, even if they bow to you, you can feel it."

Although other people in the office hadn't experienced it, they could tell from the red eyes of a man with a very vulgar name, Manager Wan, that the contempt and humiliation of being ignored was absolutely unforgettable.

"I don't even want to think about whether the introduction will be successful. I just want to win." Manager Wan said indignantly at old man Liu: "I just want the Japanese to know, don't underestimate us Chinese!"