Live Stream 1980: Netizens Teach Me How to Make a Rocket by Hand

The group walked out of the workshop.

The cannon was a little angry:

"Manager Lin! What gives them the right to look down on us?"

"Where is our precision lacking?"

Zhao Qiang also had a cold face:

"They're blind."

"They only focus on the leftovers of foreigners, but don't realize that their own rice bowls are full of delicious food."

Lin Xi stood in the wind, lit a cigarette, and said:

"We can't blame everyone else entirely."

"They're taking the import route, which is different from our approach."

The chat room was buzzing with excitement.

[The First Military Intelligence Bureau of Fengtian is utterly foolish! This is the price of arrogance!]

Just watch, this is the cash cow for the next twenty years; they've practically handed over a god of wealth.

This kind of thinking, this condescending attitude, will inevitably lead to serious consequences sooner or later.

I think that at the time, their ideas weren't wrong; they just chose different paths.

"Manager Lin..."

Director Zhou came over, looking embarrassed and anxious.

He was acutely aware of the value of this technology.

The people of Fengtian don't want it? They're fools!

"If they don't want me here, there are plenty of other places that will!"

Director Zhou suddenly gritted his teeth, "Manager Lin, please wait five minutes!"

After saying that, Director Zhou darted into the guardhouse next door.

Five minutes later.

Director Zhou ran back, panting, his face beaming with excitement.

"Manager Lin!"

Director Zhou grabbed Lin Xi's arm, his voice trembling.

"All done!"

"Who did you contact?" Lin Xi asked.

"The No.1 Machine Tool Factory in Jinan!"

Director Zhou's eyes gleamed.

"That's also one of the 'Eighteen Arhats'."

"I called their factory manager and told him about it."

"What did they say over there?"

"The factory manager said..."

Director Zhou took a deep breath and shouted in a Shandong accent,

"If the product is truly usable, a complete factory shutdown is welcome!"

"The factory manager personally went to slaughter the pig!"

"Let's hurry! Every minute we're late is a crime!"

Lin Xi threw the cigarette butt on the snow and stubbed it out with the toe of her foot.

He glanced back at the imposing factory buildings of Fengtian No. 1 Machinery Plant, his expression complex.

Weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, arrogance is.

"Walk."

Lin Xi opened the car door. "Let's go to Jinan and have some pork stew."

The jeep roared to life, kicking up a cloud of snow, and drove away from this industrial mecca without looking back.

The old king is old and still dreams.

A new king is about to rise, and things will grow wildly.

......

No. 4, Xichang Road, Quancheng.

As soon as the jeep turned the corner, Lin Xi was dazzled by the scene before her.

A red banner was strung at the factory gate, with several large characters painted in yellow on it:

[A warm welcome to the Red Star Science and Technology Expert Group from the Seventh Ministry of Machinery Industry for their guidance!]

A dozen or so cadres dressed in dark blue overalls stood outside.

His face was red from the cold, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.

The leader was a burly man with a full beard.

Upon seeing people get off the bus, he strode forward.

"Manager Lin! We've been waiting for you like the stars and the moon!"

The big man's hands were like iron clamps, gripping Lin Xi's hands so tightly they hurt.

Director Zhou rubbed his hands together as he introduced the situation:

"This is Cui Yushan, the factory director of Jinan No.1 Machinery Plant."

"Hello, Director Cui," Lin Xi replied with a smile.

"Don't call me Factory Manager! Call me Old Cui!"

"When those guys at the factory heard that we had a mature CNC retrofit solution, they even started cooking pork stew."

"We're just waiting for you to cook... I mean, we're just waiting for you to take your seat!"

Zhao Qiang shrank back, sniffed, and looked a little confused.

In Fengtian, people treated them like beggars.

Here, people treat them like gods of wealth.

In the live stream room, a barrage of comments scrolled by.

[That's real vision! Fengtian First Machine Gun Company pushes the God of Wealth away, while Jinan First Machine Gun Company worships him!]

Shandong men are so honest and straightforward; look at the way they look at their daughters.

[The person who said they were looking at their own daughter, something's not right with you.]

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Lin Xi got straight to the point: "Brother Cui, let's eat later, let's look at the goods first."

"Great!" Cui Yushan slapped his thigh. "Let's go, Workshop Three!"

A large group of people stormed into the workshop.

In the third workshop, hundreds of machine tools were neatly stacked, their models smaller than Fengtian's C620.

"C616".

Cui Yushan patted the dark green bed frame, his eyes filled with eagerness.

"Manager Lin, this is our factory's leading lady."

"Compared to a heavy machine like the C620, it's a bit frail."

"But its advantage lies in its lightness and flexibility."

"Repair shops and street factories all use this thing."

"It has the largest number of units in use domestically, at least 20!"

"Can this thing be modified?"

Cui Yushan pointed to the machine tool, his tone tinged with apprehension.

Just as Lin Xi was about to speak, a deep voice suddenly interrupted from the side.

"Suspenseful."

The speaker was Zhang, the head of the technical department.

He was tall and thin, wore glasses, and had a serious expression.

Engineer Zhang adjusted his glasses and pointed to the bed frame guide rails:

"Manager Lin, I've seen the parameters you sent."

"Your servo motor has too much torque, and its explosive power at startup is amazing."

"The C620 has a cast iron body; it can withstand the rigors."

"The C616 is lightweight and lacks rigidity."

Engineer Zhang shook his head, mercilessly pouring cold water on the idea:

"It's like putting an airplane engine on a tractor."

"The moment I stepped on the gas, the car hadn't even moved before the frame fell apart."

"If things go wrong, the machine tool might break down before the accuracy is improved."

These words are well-reasoned and supported by evidence.

Zhang Gong glanced at Cui Yushan and sighed:

"Factory manager, I know you're in a hurry."

"But Fengtian is the older brother, and its technical foundation is stronger than ours."

"What others look down on may not necessarily be arrogance; it may simply be a genuine problem."

"Let's not be fooled, or we'll end up losing both our wife and our money."

The atmosphere in the workshop instantly turned cold.

Cui Yushan's smile froze, and he rubbed his hands together as he looked at Lin Xi.

Lin Xi didn't say anything, but just glanced at Engineer Zhang indifferently.

expert.

That person is right, hard-installed structures can indeed vibrate.

But what he didn't know was the future of control theory.

The physical concept of "rigidity" has long been turned into a math problem!