C6 (1/2)
Forget it, since Guo Tailai felt that he did not do anything bad, wouldn't it be good to shovel the tracks again?
Hurry up and produce the experimental subjects. After applying for a patent and writing the paper, it would take at most a month for the graduation design to be completed. In the remaining time, he could think of ways to earn money and search for the titanium powder.
Guo Tailai himself didn't realize that ever since he gained the ability to process with precision of 5 microns, his requirement for precision for anything he made for himself had all risen to this level. Guo Tailai simply did not fancy the accuracy of ordinary lathe.
However, what Fatty dug out was clearly a mirror, without any fluctuations. What was even more amazing was that Fatty had used the old rail as the benchmark for his new shovel. In other words, the entire guide had been shoveled out of the way.
Under this method, not only did Fatty manage to dig out the flat surface of the mirror, it was also extremely efficient. It was simply outrageous. The Old Liu was also an expert, but he felt that he didn't have such a velocity even when he was at his peak.
It wasn't impossible to make a mirror, but it would take at least a few months. Moreover, the current Old Liu was no longer at his peak. Besides experience, he no longer had such an extreme fighting ability.
The only pity was that he did not see Fatty take action. Old Liu had already retired for many years, and this was the first time he was tempted. It would be a pity if he didn't properly nurture such a good seedling.
On the morning of the second day, after Guo Tailai finished eating breakfast, he carried the drawing and strolled toward the school administrative plant.
In the plant director's Office, there were four people talking right now. On the desk, there was a drawing and two rectangular boxes.
”Director Li, help me!” A middle-aged man in a suit bowed his head and handed a Chinese cigarette to the middle-aged man in a work shirt as he pleaded.
”It's not that we don't want to help, Wan Manager.” Director Li took the cigarette, and lit it up while holding it close to the middle-aged man's hand. He exhaled a mouthful of smoke, and then he looked up and laughed bitterly: ”We really can't do this work!”
”Look at this drawing, it requires the highest accuracy of 0.5 threads.” The Director Li pointed to the two long boxes and said, ”You have already done what you had to do to this extent. The only thing left is to sharpen your tools. We don't have such sophisticated equipment here! How about Wan Manager look for ways to fly around? They definitely have something they can do. ”