Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

The cheers from Workshop No. 1 were so loud they nearly lifted the roof off the steel rolling mill.

Director Yang lifted Zhang Huaimin high, as if he were holding a rare treasure.

"Put me down, Director Yang, I haven't had lunch yet."

Zhang Huaimin patted Director Yang on the shoulder, his tone as casual as if he were saying that the weather was nice today.

It was as if the miracle of repairing the broken imported machine tool in three minutes was just a game to him.

"Right, right, right! Look at my brain, how could I let Consultant Zhang go hungry!"

Factory Director Yang quickly and carefully put Zhang Huaimin down, then turned and shouted at the person beside him:

"Notify the canteen! Send all the food prepared today, the highest standard of service for the Soviet experts, to the VIP reception room at the factory headquarters!"

Half an hour later, in the factory's VIP reception room.

This is a place that is usually only used when higher-level leaders and foreign guests come to inspect.

just now.

On the large leather sofa sat a five-year-old toddler whose feet barely touched the ground, his legs dangling.

On the mahogany tea table in front of him were a variety of dishes that would have been considered extremely luxurious in those days, such as braised prawns, braised carp, and four-happiness meatballs.

Zhang Huaimin picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a large shrimp, and ate it with gusto, his mouth dripping with oil.

And beside him.

Yuri, the Soviet senior expert who usually looked down on Chinese workers and bossed them around.

At this moment, however, he resembled the most humble apprentice.

He hadn't even had time to change out of his work clothes, and his face was plastered with a fawning smile.

Holding a freshly brewed cup of hot tea in both hands, she respectfully handed it to Zhang Huaimin.

"Professor Huaimin, please have some tea. This is the finest Chinese Longjing tea, which I brewed especially for you."

Yuri spoke haltingly in his broken Chinese, while also blowing on the steam rising from the tea.

The translator stood to the side, his lips twitching uncontrollably.

After so many years of translation work, this was the first time he had ever seen these arrogant Soviet big brothers so humble and subservient to a Chinese person.

What's more, the other party is just a five-year-old child!

Director Yang sat opposite him, and although he tried his best to maintain the composure of a factory director, his slightly trembling hands betrayed his inner elation.

That's so inspiring!

Ever since these Soviet experts came to the factory, haven't they been putting on airs every single day?

They hide technical drawings, evade key issues, and even threaten to "withdraw their experts" at the drop of a hat.

Today, Consultant Zhang's move has truly straightened the backs of Chinese workers!

"Factory manager..."

The translator lowered his voice, leaned close to Director Yang's ear, and gave him an extremely strange expression.

"Expert Yuri was outside just now, telling everyone he met..."

"What did he say?" Factory Director Yang asked curiously.

The translator swallowed hard, barely suppressing a laugh:

He said that Consultant Zhang was not an ordinary human being, but the reincarnation of a great Eastern industrial god!

"He also said that when he returns to China, he will erect a monument for Advisor Zhang in a square in Moscow, so that Soviet engineers can worship him day and night..."

Upon hearing this, Director Yang nearly spat out the mouthful of tea he had just drunk.

Yuri, who usually seems like a serious science guy, how did he become a fanatical believer after being provoked by Zhang Huaimin?

However, this feeling...

So fucking cool!

Zhang Huaimin ignored Yuri's fervor.

He finished eating a large shrimp, then grabbed a napkin from the table and wiped his hands.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on a corner of the coffee table, where a roll of blue drawings lay.

It was the Soviet original blueprint that Yuri used this morning in the workshop to compare with the original blueprints of the core machine tool being repaired.

In those days, these blueprints were absolute secrets that were strictly sealed off from China.

Even a glance from a senior Chinese engineer would be met with suspicion from Soviet experts, who would treat them like thieves.

But now.

In an attempt to curry favor with Zhang Huaimin, Yuri casually tossed the top-secret blueprints onto the table.

"Are these the blueprints for your machine tool?"

Zhang Huaimin reached out his greasy little hand and casually pulled the roll of drawings over.

Seeing this, Yuri not only didn't stop them, but instead excitedly came closer.

"Yes, Professor Huaimin! This is the design blueprint for the most advanced lathe in our Soviet Union!"

"You are a god! Look at this, isn't our design perfect?"

Yuri looked like a primary school student waiting for praise from his teacher, his eyes full of anticipation.

Director Yang and the translator held their breath, watching Zhang Huaimin nervously.

Although they knew that Zhang Huaimin had fixed the machine tool.

But repairing machines and understanding these densely packed, cryptic Russian blueprints are two completely different things.

Zhang Huaimin casually flipped through the blueprints, his eyes sweeping over them.

Possessing a systematically provided "precision industrial knowledge reserve," these are Soviet blueprints from the 1960s.

In his eyes, it was as simple and crude as a children's puzzle, even full of basic structural flaws.

"Perfect?"

Zhang Huaimin sneered and slammed the blueprints onto the table.

"They dare to call this kind of scrap metal design the most advanced?"

Upon hearing this, not only Yuri was stunned.

Director Yang and the translator also gasped in shock.

That's incredibly arrogant! These are blueprints representing the highest level of heavy industry in the world today!

Zhang Huaimin didn't waste any words.

He picked up a red and blue pencil from the table.

He drew three large red circles on the drawing extremely quickly.

"Look carefully."

Zhang Huaimin pointed to the first red circle, his voice youthful yet carrying an undeniable professionalism and authority.

"You've used an old-fashioned double-gear design in the spindle drive section. While this design offers high torque, it simply doesn't have enough margin for thermal expansion and contraction at high speeds!"

"This is the fundamental reason why your machine tools will inevitably jam after working continuously for 48 hours!"

Zhang Huaimin's pen tip quickly slid towards the second red circle.

"And here, the oil supply pump for the lubrication system. Placing the pump body directly under the motor's cooling vent is utterly foolish!"

"High temperatures directly cause the viscosity of lubricating oil to decrease, failing to achieve the desired lubrication effect and instead exacerbating wear!"

Zhang Huaimin paused, then pressed the red and blue pencil in his hand heavily on the third red circle.

"The most fatal flaw is the relay layout in your electrical control box!"

"High-voltage and low-voltage electrical circuits are mixed together without any magnetic field isolation barriers."

"Even the slightest voltage fluctuation can cause the entire control system to malfunction, directly burning out the motherboard!"

"I just modified the magnetic field arrangement here, which is why the machine tool was able to come back to life."

Zhang Huaimin pointed out three fatal logical errors in the drawings in one breath.

Every single point hits the nail on the head, directly addressing the core issue!

The entire reception room was deathly silent.

The translator mechanically translated Zhang Huaimin's words word for word to Yuri.

Yuri's expression gradually changed from initial defiance to shock and confusion.

In the end, it completely turned into an indescribable frenzy and shock!

As one of the participants in the research and development of this machine tool.

Yuri knew the pain points of this machine tool better than anyone else.

The three issues that Zhang Huaimin pointed out were the core problems that had troubled the Soviet expert group for two whole years!

They spent countless human and material resources, and even overturned dozens of design plans, but still could not solve the problem.

And now.

This five-and-a-half-year-old Chinese child merely glanced at the blueprints.

Just as a deity sees through all things in the world, he effortlessly pierced through this thin layer of paper!

"God... Comrade Lenin..."

Yuri clutched his head with both hands, grabbing his blond hair in a mixture of pain and excitement.

He looked at Zhang Huaimin as if he saw the door to truth opening for him.

He suddenly stood up abruptly.

He grabbed the roll of Soviet blueprints that he regarded as a treasure.

Under the horrified gazes of Factory Director Yang and the translator.

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

Yuri, without any hesitation, tore the roll of paper in half!

Then, like throwing away trash, it was thrown into the wastepaper basket next to it!

"Expert Yuri! What are you doing?!" Director Yang was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

That's top secret!

Yuri turned around, his face flushed red with extreme fervor.

He patted his broad chest and announced loudly in Russian:

"This pile of garbage doesn't deserve to appear before Teacher Huaimin!"

"With the great Professor Huai-min here!"

Yuri pointed at Zhang Huaimin, his eyes filled with boundless admiration.

"China's industry has absolutely no need for Soviet blueprints!"

"You will lead the world in the heavy industrial revolution!"

Factory Director Yang sat on the sofa, watching Yuri roar excitedly like a fanatic.

Then look at Zhang Huaimin, who is still calmly eating braised pork.

Factory Director Yang felt a chill run down his spine and gasped repeatedly.

This five-and-a-half-year-old child not only impressed the arrogant Soviet Union with his skills.

They even trampled their pride underfoot!

Factory Director Yang's eyes gradually became incredibly fervent.

He realized that the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill was no, it was the entire heavy industry of China.

We found a super national treasure that is absolutely unique in the world!