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

"Zhao Qiang." Lin Xi tilted her head.

"arrive!"

"Have you flashed that 'soft control' firmware specifically for the C616?"

"It was already burned!"

Zhao Qiang, carrying his toolbox, grinned and said, "Just waiting for someone to ask."

Lin Xi pointed to the nearest lathe: "Assemble it."

No nonsense.

Zhao Qiang and his two apprentices quickly assembled the motor, connected the wires, and powered it on.

More than half an hour later.

There was an extra black control box at the rear of that C616.

"Big Cannon, show us what you've got." Lin Xi took a step back.

Wang Dapao typed in a string of commands in a rapid-fire manner.

Zhang stood to the side with his arms crossed, muttering to himself:

"It's no use. The laws of physics are there; you can't eliminate the inertial torque..."

"drop."

Press the start button.

"Sizzle—"

There was no shaking.

Not at all.

The moment the knife holder was activated, it felt as if an unseen hand gently supported it.

The speed wasn't immediately maximized, but rather climbed in an extremely strange S-shaped curve.

"This is algorithmic compensation."

Lin Xi's voice wasn't loud, but it was clearly audible in the quiet workshop.

"The system detects a sudden change in motor load and will automatically adjust the current waveform."

"Three micro-reverse braking actions are performed within 0.05 seconds to counteract mechanical resonance."

"Simply put, it's about using software to supplement hardware."

As they were talking, the knife rack had already rushed out.

The alloy steel bar rotates at high speed, and the iron chips cut by the lathe tool exhibit a perfect blue curl.

That's the result of cutting parameters reaching their maximum potential.

stable.

That's too stable.

Twenty minutes later.

Five standard pins, gleaming coldly, were neatly arranged on the worktable.

Lin Xichong, the engineer, raised his chin:

"Section Chief Zhang, excuse me?"

"This is our own machine, don't accuse me of cheating."

Zhang Gong's face flushed red as he quickly stepped forward.

He pulled a micrometer out of his pocket, his hand trembling slightly.

It gets stuck; rotate the ratchet.

Click, click.

reading.

Zhang's pupils contracted violently.

He picked up the second one, then the third one...

After measuring all five, Engineer Zhang was stunned and dejectedly put down the ruler.

"0.01 millimeters..."

Zhang Gong muttered to himself,

"This is impossible..."

"How could this rigidity possibly withstand such a large feed rate?"

"Zhang, how's it going?"

Cui Yushan was sweating profusely with anxiety and came over to ask.

Zhang turned around and looked at the pile of parts that hadn't cooled down yet.

He took a deep breath and then bowed deeply to Lin Xi.

"Manager Lin, I, Old Zhang, have a very limited perspective."

Engineer Zhang raised his head, his eyes filled with fervor.

"This isn't just modifying a machine tool; it's giving it a new heart and brain!"

"Incredible skill, absolutely incredible skill!"

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Upon hearing this, Cui Yushan slapped his thigh.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Cui Yushan was so excited that he became incoherent, pointing at the machine and shouting:

"This thing is fucking a treasure!"

"This is practically like hiring a top-tier electrician who only consumes electricity and never eats!"

……

Jinan No.1 Machine Tool Plant, Conference Room.

Cui Yushan personally lit a cigarette for Lin Xi, his eyes filled with eagerness.

"Manager Lin, how much is this?"

Lin Xi held up two fingers.

"Three thousand five."

Cui Yushan was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed: "Three thousand five hundred yuan? One unit?"

"It's a set of modification parts, including a motor, drive, and controller."

Lin Xi said calmly, "I'll provide the blueprints for the ball screws; you can manufacture them yourselves."

Cui Yushan turned to look at Lao Liu, the head of the production department, who was standing next to him.

Old Liu's abacus beads clicked and clacked in his hands, his eyes wide open.

"Factory manager! This is such a great deal!"

Liu Tiejun was so excited that he became incoherent.

"The factory price of one of our C616 units is over four thousand, and with this kit, the cost is about eight thousand."

"But this efficiency is equivalent to that of several level-eight workers!"

"Moreover, the machine doesn't eat, sleep, or get upset; it can run 24/7!"

"This isn't just selling machine tools; it's injecting lifeblood into the industrial artery!"

Three thousand five dollars.

Buy a tireless "level 8 worker".

This is the sincerity shown by Red Star Technology, and also Lin Xi's gift to the domestic industry.

Cui Yushan held Lin Xi's hand tightly, too excited to speak.

"but,"

Lin Xi changed the subject,

"Director Cui, we can't just focus on the domestic market."

"Overseas is where we reap the rewards."

"We want to sell the modified machines to foreigners."

Cui Yushan hesitated for a moment: "Would foreigners even look at our rustic stuff?"

"I'd be interested." Lin Xi's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Foreigners also need cost-effective, durable, and reliable machine tools."

"The low-to-mid-end market is huge."

"Moreover, our playing styles are different."

"We want to offer services they've never seen before."

Lin Xi raised her first finger.

"First, a 24-hour service hotline."

"English, Spanish, Arabic, French—wherever our products are sold, the language follows."

"If the foreigner's machine breaks down, we can connect to the phone in a second and teach them step by step."

Cui Yushan was stunned.

These days, everything is sold under the "no returns or exchanges" policy. Is this how it works?

Lin Xi raised her second finger.

"Second, user-friendly operation packages and standardized training packages."

"We pre-store the parameter codes for two hundred commonly used parts, along with instruction manuals."

"Plus a colorful, illustrated user manual."

"Let those guys just look at the instructions and they can get the job done."

Third, spare parts kit.

"Each machine tool comes with a set of consumable parts, including fuses, contactors, guide rail oil, and cutting tools."

"We will supply spare parts at low prices to secure long-term customers."

The meeting room was quiet.

This is the philosophy of treating customers like "giant babies".

For state-owned enterprise leaders in the 80s, it was like opening the door to a new world.

[President Lin has simply copied the tactics of the "King of Scrolls" from later generations!]

[Redneck: This mysterious service from the East is too tempting, I simply can't resist!]

This is going to wipe out the entire low-end manufacturing industry of foreigners!

Liu Tiejun swallowed hard and asked cautiously:

"So... how much would this complete machine cost for export?"

Lin Xi took a sip of tea and slowly extended two fingers.

"Offshore price"

"Twenty thousand."

US dollars.

Clang!

Cui Yushan opened his mouth wide, looking completely astonished.

Twenty thousand... US dollars?!

Calculated based on the national foreign exchange earnings ratio of 1:2.8.

That's fifty-six thousand yuan.

Is this robbery?

No, even robbing a bank wouldn't be this fast!

"Manager Lin... you're not kidding, are you?" Cui Yushan's voice was trembling.

"Making money off your own people isn't a skill."

Lin Xi stood up and straightened her collar.

"To make money from foreigners, you have to be ruthless."

This is called "technology premium" or "service premium".

Looking at the stunned crowd, Lin Xi threw out the final bait.

"This profit will be split 30/70 between Red Star Technology and Quancheng No. 1 Machinery."

"I get three, you get seven."

"But you'll need to provide the supporting services; we'll offer suggestions and training."

boom!

These words were like a nuclear bomb, completely destroying Cui Yushan's last shred of reason.

30/70 profit split!

If the machine from Jinan gets 70%, that's 33,000!

Even if we provide the supporting services ourselves, it's just a matter of adding more personnel and business costs, which is only a small amount of money.

Cui Yushan's eyes instantly became bloodshot and turned bright red.

That was the desire for profits and foreign exchange.

He slammed his hand on the table, making the teacups bounce around.

"Let's do it!"

"Brother Lin! From today onwards, Jinan No. 1 Machinery Plant is your arsenal!"

"Anyone who dares to stop us from making US dollars, I'll chop them to pieces!"

Lin Xi smiled.

"Then it's settled."

Lin Xi extended his hand. "It's a pleasure doing business with you, Brother Cui."

"It's a pleasure working with you!"

Their hands were clasped tightly together.

"Since that's the case..."

Lin Xi took out a thick stack of documents from her bag; it was a well-organized training outline.

"Since we're already here, let's start the training now."