Chapter 9 It's Impossible (Part 1)

After the shock, Manager Wan was in a series of ecstasies. There are still two and a half days, but he got the finished product in less than half a day, and there are still two qualified products. See what that little Japan can say?

"Go, go to Japan at the fastest speed." While hiding his trembling hands by spinning the fitness ball, old man Liu instructed Manager Wan, "Put these two crankshafts into that little Japanese mouth, let him underestimate us Chinese people!"

"Yes, Mr. Liu!" Manager Wan trembled with excitement, but his tone was as if he had won a big battle: "I'll go book the earliest flight right now, and I'll stuff them into their mouths overnight! Director Li, borrow the phone, I Get someone to book tickets now."

Director Li pushed the phone on the table over, and his whole body was shaking. It takes less than two hours to complete a month's workload of a sixth-level fitter. That fat man is definitely a treasure!

No wonder Mr. Liu was determined from the beginning to the end. It turned out that Fatty had already discovered that Fatty's skills are superb and amazing! Ginger is still old and spicy!

Listening to Manager Wan instructing his secretary to book the earliest flight to Japan on the phone, Mr. Liu waited quietly, and only after he hung up the phone did he call both of them in front of him. Manager Wan's son was also there, and Mr. Liu called him over after thinking about it.

"Little Japan wants to ask you how you process it, how do you answer it?" Mr. Liu asked Manager Wan.

"Huh?" Manager Wan was taken aback for a moment, what did Mr. Liu mean by asking this question? Immediately, he reacted and replied quickly: "Just say that I asked Shuimu University for help."

"Department of Precision Instruments!" Liu Laoduo added: "The Department of Precision Instruments of Shuimu University is helping. Remember, it is a precision CNC machine tool newly designed by a certain professor."

"I understand!" Mr. Wan is such a smart person, he immediately understood what Mr. Liu meant: "They asked me, I want to keep it a secret, let my secretary accept some benefits and tell them secretly. The more we protect the secret, They become more paranoid."

"No wonder your business is brilliant and smart." Mr. Liu gave a thumbs up to Manager Wan: "Introduce the engine technology if it should be introduced, but if they want to sell the finishing machine tool, you should shirk it first, and wait until they can't hold back yourself." Lower the price and reap the benefits.”

Manager Wan could only nod this time, and gave Mr. Liu two thumbs up in admiration.

"Xiao Li, it's the same on your side. If anyone asks, you can push it to Professor Wang of the Department of Precision Instruments." Mr. Liu told Director Li, "I'll go and talk to Professor Wang later, and you must be careful." Don't tell me you missed it."

Director Li also nodded. Mr. Liu looked at Manager Wan's son, who was also very smart, and immediately said sweetly, "Grandpa Liu, I don't know anything, I'm just a student, and I just helped my dad to the Department of Precision Instruments. "

"Yeah!" Mr. Liu nodded with satisfaction, stood up, spun the fitness ball and walked out slowly. When he walked to the door, he remembered something, turned his head and told Director Li: "In the future, when the fat man comes, my room He can use the workshop as he pleases, don't stop him."

Of course, Factory Director Li agreed with all his heart, and he had already made up his mind. No matter what, he had to talk to the fat man, and see if he could be dragged to the school-run factory for a work-study program before the fat man graduated.

Manager Wan knows how to be a man. After waiting for so long, everyone was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back. Mr. Liu couldn't invite him, but he dragged Director Li to have a meal together.

During the period, Manager Wan talked about the remuneration. Factory Manager Li was too embarrassed to accept it because he didn't help, but Mr. Liu and Fatty did their best and couldn't refuse on their behalf.

Manager Wan was also generous, and directly gave Director Li 50,000 yuan, asking him to reward Mr. Liu and that fat man. Factory Manager Li refused, but accepted it for the two, and promised to transfer it to Mr. Liu and Fatty tomorrow.

Now it is 1996, 50,000 yuan is definitely a huge sum of money. Factory Manager Li is a little envious of Fatty, but this is because of his good craftsmanship, so he can't be envious.

"Father, why did Mr. Liu say that in the end?" Wan Ming is the son of Manager Wan and also a student of Shuimu University, but he is from the Department of Economics and Management. He didn't understand Mr. Liu's intentions. He only asked when the father and son were two. Come out: "Why do you push Fatty's credit to the Department of Precision Instruments?"

"Obviously, this is the genius of Mr. Liu." Manager Wan explained patiently: "Although the Batumi embargo has been abolished, this year there was the Wassenaar Agreement, and the high-precision CNC machine tools will not be sold to Huaxia. Even if it is an ordinary CNC, they will sell it at a sky-high price, because we don’t have it, so we can only suffer from this.”

"I understand!" Although Wan Ming didn't understand at first, when he heard his father's explanation, he immediately understood: "We don't have one, so they charge a sky-high price. The scale of energy production will be formed immediately, but at least the problem has been solved. They are afraid that our precision CNC will develop, so they will immediately cut prices to seize the market and suppress our domestic CNC.”

"Yes! If you don't have it, they'll grab your neck or sell it to you at a sky-high price." Manager Wan nodded and said, "With the Department of Precision Instruments, it means that the theory and laboratory products have come out. If they don't lower the price to grab the market and suppress it Our domestic industry will have no chance in the future. Many industries are like this, and they can do it.”

Wan Ming understood this truth, and couldn't help muttering: "I'm really aggrieved!"

"By the way, obviously, you are at school. If you have nothing to do, come here for a walk. You must get to know that fat man." Manager Wan felt the same in his heart, but he didn't say it in front of his son. He just told his son: "Liu The elders should be more flattering, maybe one day we will need the help of experts like them."

"I see!" Wan Ming agreed without saying anything more.

Whether it is Guo Tailai, Manager Wan and his son, or Director Li, they don't know that the impact of this incident is not limited to the school. After discussing with Professor Wang, they first reported to the department leaders and then to the school. The leadership finally passed to the Ministry of Machinery Industry and the Ministry of Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation.

The little Wanxin motorcycle is of course not worth mentioning, but if we can take this opportunity to give Japan and Western countries a wrong message, making them think that there are already high-precision CNC machine tools in the country, it may not be possible to pry open the tiles here. The embargo of the Senna Agreement opened up the blockade a little bit.

Of course, the higher-ups are willing to pretend to be dumb and cooperate. Anyway, if the matter succeeds, it will be of great benefit to the country. If it fails, the situation will not be worse than the current situation without fooling Little Japan. Such a thing, why not do it?

Who would have thought that just a quick manual processing could lead to such a big mess?