……

Twenty minutes later.

The conference room on the second floor of Factory 914 was packed with people.

Factory Director Liu, three workshop directors, two process section chiefs, and several veteran technicians who rushed over upon hearing the news all stood in front of a blackboard with peeling paint.

Lin Xi picked up the chalk and first drew a rectangle on the left side of the blackboard, labeling it "Top view of the final assembly workshop".

Then, he drew six equidistant squares in the rectangle, and wrote a number in each square:

Position 1, Position 2...

Until position six.

Below the grid, a straight line is drawn running through the workshop, labeled "Air-floating guide rail/Special slide".

"In the current model, once a cabin segment is placed on the shelf, it remains stationary."

"All processes revolve around it."

Lin Xi drew a bunch of little people next to the first square.

"People run around the compartment, tools run around the compartment, and semi-finished products run around the compartment."

"Less than half of the working hours are effective; the rest is all physical labor."

He turned around and drew arrows between the six squares.

"The core of the pulse line can be summed up in one sentence: the compartments move, but the people don't."

The chalk moved quickly across the blackboard, making a clicking sound.

"Six stations, each station performs only one set of fixed processes."

"The compartment is placed on the platform."

"After completing the standard working hours at each station, we will move forward one position and enter the next station."

"The workers stayed at their workstations."

"Tools, materials, and blueprints were all delivered in advance, within easy reach, without needing to run around."

He drew fixed figures and tool racks in each square, and then drew a parallel material delivery channel outside the squares.

"As soon as the previous module is moved, the next module is immediately moved into station one, and all six stations start work at the same time."

"Think about what this means?"

There was a three-second silence in the conference room.

The workshop foreman was the first to react, and he stood up abruptly:

"Six cabin segments are online simultaneously!"

"right."

Lin Xi wrote a number on the blackboard.

"Based on a standard 48-hour rhythm for each station..."

He began writing out equations, the chalk flying across the blackboard.

Number of stations, cycle time, parallelism coefficient, material delivery efficiency, hoisting waiting time to zero...

As the numbers are arranged in rows, the final manufacturing cycle is clearly revealed.

Factory Director Liu walked to the blackboard, his eyes fixed on the few lines of numbers.

He's a veteran industrialist; his mind works instantly.

What Lin Xi just wrote is not a technological invention at all, but pure management logic!

It means reorganizing the processes that were originally scattered throughout the workshop into a single line.

Factory Director Liu grabbed the ballpoint pen on the table and quickly checked the calculations in his notebook.

He was halfway through the calculation when the pen tip pierced the paper, so he switched to another page and continued calculating.

"this……"

Factory Director Liu raised his head, his voice dry.

"That's almost three times faster than it is now?"

"This doesn't even take into account the hidden efficiency brought about by zeroing out process waiting time and material pre-allocation."

Lin Xi patted the white dust off her hands.

"In actual operation, it will only be faster."

The meeting room erupted in chaos.

The three workshop directors stood up at the same time and gathered around the blackboard. One pointed to the three questions about the logic of the process breakdown, another inquired about the load-bearing limit of the air flotation platform, and the third had already begun to rearrange the process rhythm in his notebook.

The live stream chat is scrolling:

[My God...isn't this the same pulse assembly line used for large aircraft and heavy rockets?!]

[By purely optimizing management and logistics logic, without requiring any new materials or equipment, production capacity can be increased several times over!]

While others are still scrambling around the Rockets, Lin has already made the Rockets line up for work themselves.

If those aerospace workers in the 80s had known this trick, they could have saved themselves countless sleepless nights.

Factory Director Liu stood in front of the blackboard and stared at the picture for a full half minute.

"Absolutely amazing! Absolutely amazing!"

Factory Director Liu was so excited that his face turned red, and he slapped his thigh hard, the sound echoing in the hall.

This is equivalent to turning the entire huge workshop into a precision machine with precise meshing!

Factory Director Liu turned around, strode up to Lin Xi, his chest heaving violently.

As a veteran of the aerospace industry, he was acutely aware of the significance of this plan for the future.

As long as you get into a rhythm.

The Red Star 2 satellite was no longer produced one satellite at a time.

Instead, it was released online in segments.

"Deputy Chief Engineer Lin!"

Factory Director Liu stood ramrod straight, his tone resolute.

"Now that you've revealed your hand to us, we dare to do it!"

He turned to look at the several workshop foremen and gave a stern order:

"Let's start a meeting immediately!"

"Dismantle the stage frame, clear the space! Apply for permits for guide rails!"

Then, Director Liu looked at Lin Xi again and made a solemn pledge:

"Three months!"

"Just three months!"

"Even if I have to lead the way by moving my own bedding into the workshop to sleep during these three months, I will definitely make sure this assembly line and tooling rails are laid out smoothly and properly for you!"

He pointed to the still bustling factory, his eyes burning with fury.

"The next Red Star 2 rocket body will not be left idle on the test bench."

"I'll get it running on the new line!"

......

a few days later.

Conference room in the Ministry of Aerospace building in Beijing.

There was a stack of forms, half a foot thick, all in English, on the table.

The edges of the paper still smelled of ink fresh from the typewriter, with black characters pressed against the white paper, line after line containing track parameters, frequency band numbers, and application instructions.

Chief Engineer Chen was holding an enamel teacup, and his reading glasses had almost slipped down to the tip of his nose.

He flipped through the top few forms twice, his brow furrowed.

"Lin Xi, tell me the truth."

Chief Engineer Chen slammed the form on the table.

"Our Red Star-2 rocket launch also included a low-Earth orbit short message system, which consisted of only four small satellites weighing a few dozen kilograms each."

"You filled out so many application forms at once, are you using the ITU's declaration form like letter paper?"

Sun Weide, who was in charge of the trajectory calculations, also came over and, after seeing the parameters, exclaimed in surprise:

"L-band, 1 to 2 gigahertz; S-band, 2 to 4 gigahertz..."

"The equatorial skies and tilted orbits, all reported?"

"You've submitted dozens of orbital slots and frequency bands."

Sun Weide raised his head:

"Are we going to need all of these?"

Lin Xi sat across the table, straightening the forms with her hand. Her attitude was respectful, but her tone was unyielding:

"Chief Engineer Chen, Elder Sun."

"These forms need to be stamped soon and then sent to the ITU headquarters in Geneva."

"Not a single frequency band can be missing."

Lin Xi continued:

"This isn't a question of whether we need it or not."

"The ITU's principle for allocating space orbits and frequency bands can be summed up in four words: first come, first served."

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