Chapter 0006 - Not fighting for buns without fight

　　No matter what, anyway, Guo Tailai felt that he did not do anything bad, the guide rail is not also re-shoveled well, so that the old lathe back to life, how is not a mistake, right? 　　Or to continue their own plan is important, hurry to make a test product, and then apply for a patent, write a thesis, at most one month, the graduation design can be completed, the rest of the time, you can find ways to make money as well as looking for titanium powder. 　　Being interrupted by Liu Lao did not affect Guo Tailai to continue. Anyway, Guo Tailai Lai already has a program, half an afternoon, it is easy to car out four sets of hydraulic pistons and hydraulic cylinders. 　　Of course, this is only rough machining, really want to finish, but also to the clamp workshop hand polishing. There is no way, on this 1933 old Rhine lathe, simply can not reach the accuracy Guo Tailai requirements. 　　Guo Tailai Lai himself didn't even realize that since he had the ability of 5 micron machining accuracy, anything he made for himself, his accuracy requirements were raised to this level. Ordinary lathe precision, Guo Tailai simply couldn't look at it anymore. 　　Elder Liu didn't give his name from the beginning, and Guo Tailai didn't know what his old man was. In addition, Liu Lao seems to have never asked Guo Tailai's name from the beginning to the end, the two people said so much, strictly speaking, in fact, the two people are still strangers who do not know each other's names. 　　What are you going to do tomorrow to find Liu Lao? Guo Tailai didn't know. But anyway, tomorrow also have to go to the clamp workshop to make other parts, just as respect the old man to listen to the words. 　　Guo Tailai was wondering about Liu Lao, and Liu Lao was also wondering about Guo Tailai. 　　What kind of demon is this fatty? Has he been learning the craft since his mother's womb? How could he be so skillful? 　　Liu Lao has seen many talented people in his life, or for the first time to see such a fat person with such a body type so young clamp master. 　　The next person shoveled out of the guide, a clear regular pattern, extraordinarily beautiful, but Liu Lao, such an expert hands on a mold, there can definitely be a small amount of concave and convex, after all, it is impossible to completely rely on the shovel to shovel out a mirror. 　　But the fat man shoveled out, clearly is a mirror, without any ups and downs. What was even more impressive was that Fatty had used the place where the old guide rail was most worn out as a benchmark to re-shovel it. In other words, almost the entire guide rail was shoveled off one layer. 　　With this technique, Fatty not only shoveled out a mirror plane, but also so efficiently that it was unbelievable. Liu Lao himself was also an expert, but he asked himself that he didn't have this kind of speed when he was at his peak. 　　It wasn't impossible to really get out a mirror plane, but that would take at least a few months to do so. Moreover, the current Liu Lao was no longer at his peak, except for his experience, but he no longer had such peak hands-on ability. 　　The only pity was that he didn't see Fatty do it. Liu Lao has been retired for many years, and it was the first time he was moved. Such a good seedling, not properly cultivated, really a pity. 　　Early the next morning, Guo Tailai ate his breakfast and slipped over to the school-run factory's clamping workshop with drawings on his back. 　　In the factory director's office, there are four people talking at the moment. On the desk, there was a drawing spread out and two rectangular boxes. 　　"Factory Director Li, help us out!" A middle-aged man in a suit bowed his head and handed over a Chinese cigarette to the middle-aged man across from him who was wearing a labor cloth overalls, while saying with a pleading voice. 　　"It's really not that we're not helping, Manager Wan." Li factory director took the cigarette, and lighted it with the fire that the middle-aged man extended to him, spat out a mouthful of smoke rings, before lifting his head and smiling bitterly: "We really can't do this job!" 　　"Look at this drawing, the highest precision of 0.5 silk is required." Factory Director Li pointed to the two long boxes and said, "Something you all have done to this extent, the rest is the matter of fine grinding. We don't have such precise equipment here either! Why don't you, Manager Wan, see about finding a doorway to aerospace, they must have one that can do it." 　　"It's because there isn't that doorway!" Manager Wan's face was full of bitterness: "There are only two semi-finished products in total, as long as one of them is qualified. Even if there is a way to process a finished product, people have to be willing to do so! This is not from my son here know that you here also often do some small quantities of precision parts, this is to find the door?" 　　"Precision parts we do often, but we do not have the equipment, we can only do it manually!" Li factory director took a drag on his cigarette and replied, "We do have a few grade 5 or 6 pliers, and we can grind them out manually bit by bit even if it takes some time. But that has to give enough time, unlike your time requirements are so tight! And this crankshaft precision requirements are too high, simply do not need ah!" 　　"It's not that my time requirement is so tight, nor is it that our precision requirement is high, it's the fucking Japanese who are bullying people too much!" Manager Wan was also anxious, swear words came out: "Our private small enterprises, not to say how powerful, but five or six grade clampers also have a dozen, time enough, we can also be bit by bit to polish out. But the ghosts bully people ah, just give so little time. They're just looking down on us, deliberately making things difficult!" 　　Manager Wan was the director of the Wanxin Motorcycle Factory. A private enterprise that had introduced a small-displacement motorcycle production technology to produce motorcycles that sold well and lived a good life. 　　Recently Wan Xin Motorcycle wanted to launch a new product, and planned to embark on an independently designed large displacement motorcycle. But other things are good, but the engine design and production technology is not. Therefore, Wan manager personally ran a trip to Japan, wanting to introduce a four-cylinder 400cc motorcycle engine, the results were difficult. 　　"The little Japanese said something difficult?" Factory Manager Li asked. 　　"They didn't say much that was hard to hear." Manager Wan smiled bitterly and said, "The guy who was in charge, directly took two crankshafts and a drawing, and explicitly said that this was their roughly machined product, and as long as I could finish it to half a silk precision within four days, they would transfer the production technology of that engine to me at a high price." 　　"High price?" Old man Liu, who had been sitting next to him spinning a fitness ball, interjected and asked. 　　"Old man Liu you didn't see that guy's condescending look." Manager Wan's eyes reddened as he spoke, "I was at their reception, every Japanese looked courteous and polite, but the kind of bone-deep look down that came out of their eyes, even if they bowed to you you could feel it." 　　Although the others in the office hadn't experienced it, they could tell from the reddened eyes of Manager Wan, a man with a very vulgar name, that the kind of disdain and humiliation of being ignored in general was absolutely etched in their bones. 　　"I don't think about whether the introduction will work or not now, I just want to fight for it." Manager Wan rushed at Old Man Liu with righteous indignation, "I just want to let the Japanese know, don't underestimate us Chinese!"