Chapter 0010 It's Impossible (below)

　　At nine o'clock the next morning, Suzuki was busy. 　　"Oonishi-kun, that Chinese guy is here again, will you agree to their demands?" In the middle of the office, Kazuma Onishi's secretary, Sachiko Shirakawa, inquired about her top boss. 　　"Ha, Sachiko do you think it's possible?" Oishi Kazuma was in a good mood, smiling and teasing with his secretary, "Does China have CNC machine tools that sophisticated?" 　　"But, Oshi-kun, engine crankshafts can be made in China, too? It should be easy, right?" Shirakawa Yuko didn't know what obstacles Oonishi Kazuma had put up for that small motorcycle factory in China, but just asked curiously while serving coffee to her immediate superior. 　　With a smooth pull from Kazuma Onishi, Shirakawa Sachiko used the momentum to fall into Kazuma Onishi's arms and sit on his lap. 　　"Of course, the crankshaft originally has a tolerance of plus or minus 0.1 millimeters, it's just that the roundness and coaxiality requirements are higher, and quite a few factories in China can do this size." Oishi Kazuma looked at his gorgeous secretary's face close at hand, smelled the scent of Yuko's perfume, and said with a smile, "I took two finished products directly, gave them a drawing with a reduced tolerance of twenty times, and told them to make it within four days." 　　"What if they made them?" Sachiko asked with wide, incomparably teasing eyes. 　　"Impossible! There are no 5-micron high-precision CNC machine tools in China." Kazuma Onishi once again buried his head in Sachiko's breasts and took a deep sniff and said, "Maybe if you give them a month their masters can hand polish one, but four days is a long time, unless they can use aerospace precision machine tools. However, do you think that the Chinese Aerospace Agency would give a small motorcycle factory just one crankshaft to produce?" 　　"Knowing that they can't make it, you're still asking for this, Oshi-kun?" Sachiko held back the hot itch in her chest and rushed at Kazuma Onishi to ask. 　　"Isn't this to let you, Sachiko, enjoy the pleasure of their bitter faces begging for your door a little more?" Oonishi Kazuma's arm around his slender waist tightened, "Aren't you the one who likes to courteously taunt those Chinese guys the most?" 　　"Oonishi-kun you're so bad!" Sachiko couldn't help but burst into a giggle as she was so tickled by Kazuma Onishi's breath. 　　"It's almost time for the appointment, isn't it? Go wait for them at the gate! I can't believe they're more than a day early, I really want to know how they'll come over and beg us." Kazuma Onishi let go of his female secretary, it was a company after all, and instructed with a smile, "When they arrive, you can get ready to enjoy yourself. Try to act as polite as possible, and enjoy despising them in your heart." 　　Shirakawa Yuko stepped on her high heels and went all the way to the reception at the entrance of the company, and within a few minutes, she waited for Manager Wan and his secretary and translator who came again. 　　Still the reception of courteous, language behavior can not find a little wrong, but, Shirakawa Yuko's eyes, still the same full of ridicule. The reason why she would be so polite to these two Chinese guys was only because of the company's rules and her pleasure, not that these two guys had anything worthy of her courtesy. 　　"Mr. Oishi, we meet again!" Manager Wan shook hands with Kazuma Onishi in an unassuming manner, "Your request, we did it, here are the two crankshafts you asked for." 　　"This is impossible?" As if he had been slapped in the face, Kazuma Onishi exclaimed, "How could you possibly do it?" 　　Onishi Kazuma's shrieks and surprised expression were absolutely the most wonderful treat in the ears of Manager Wan's eyes. Including the expression of incomparable surprise of Oishi Kazuma's sexy secretary whose eyes had grown to her head at this moment, it was precisely the best note to make Manager Wan's heart satisfied. 　　Manager Wan smiled as he sat and admired Oonishi Kazuma's unbelievable expression, and did not remind him of the sour look on his face. 　　Too good! Going into an air-conditioned room sweating on a three-volt day and drinking a glass of ice coke was such a feeling, soothing from the inside out. 　　"Man-san, this joke isn't funny!" Oishi Kazuma calmed down, absolutely impossible, how could it happen? This Chinese guy surnamed Wan must be playing tricks. 　　"Believe me, Mr. Oishi, I flew back and forth to Japan in a few days, it was never for the purpose of joking with you, Mr. Oishi." Manager Wan said very squarely, "These are the two crankshafts that were taken away last time, and none of the numbers on these have changed." 　　With the secretary's translation, Manager Wan had opened the two boxes, revealing the machined crankshafts inside. The steel stamp of the number on the top was indeed unchanged. 　　"I need to test it!" Oishi Kazuma stared at Manager Wan's eyes very seriously, wanting to find a little bit of weakness in his eyes, but unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed. 　　"Of course!" Manager Wan made a gesture of invitation, then interlocked his hands with ten fingers and calmly placed them on his stomach. 　　"Sachiko, send it for inspection immediately." Oishi Kazuma quickly instructed his female secretary, "Focus on the inspection of tolerance, roundness, cylindricity, and coaxiality, and have them in the inspection section give me a report as soon as possible." 　　"Hai!" Shirakawa Yuko quickly bowed and agreed, then picked up the two boxes containing the crankshafts and trotted out of the office. 　　"With all due respect, Man-san, I have no intention of underestimating your company." Kazuma Onishi asked seriously, "Your company does not have the production capacity to do so, which is the reason why we are unable to transfer the engine production technology. Wansang, where did you machine these two crankshafts?" 　　"No, no, no!" Manager Wan listened to the translation and smiled, shaking his head while wagging his upraised finger, "Mr. Oishi, it's not a good habit for you to pry into our trade secrets to our face like this." 　　"I'm sorry, I was just curious and had no intention of prying into your company's trade secrets." Oishi Kazuma quickly apologized, then changed the topic, "It takes a day for Wan Sang to go back and forth, and this is only the third day, Wan Sang completed the processing in only one day?" 　　"If it wasn't for that student who was in charge of entering the parameters being too slow, you would have been able to see the finished product yesterday afternoon, Mr. Oishi." Speaking of time, Manager Wan immediately glowed as if he had hit on his point of triumph, but in an instant he realized something was wrong and immediately shut up and did not speak further. 　　Oishi Kazuma, however, had already realized that Manager Wan must have said something he shouldn't have said when he got carried away, and immediately felt happy in his heart. He had already turned on the recording before Manager Wan came in, and when the time came, as long as he let the interpreter listen to it, he would be able to know what the message was. 　　Next, Manager Wan kept drinking coffee and didn't say much. Oishi Kazuma was not in a hurry either, and slowly waited for the test results. 　　In less than half an hour, Shirakawa Yuko flew back to Oishi Ichijin's office jogging with the measurement report from the inspection department. 　　Looking at the above series of qualified marks for various test sizes, and then looking at the processing errors detailed on it, Oishi Ichijin couldn't believe his eyes. 　　"This is impossible?" This was already the second time that Oonishi Kazuma had issued such an exclamation.