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Chapter 38: In machining, professors are not as good as eighth-level fitters (seeking follow-up reading)
Main plane.

Nine Eyes Bridge.

Ren Zhong looked at the huge school gate sign and felt a little hesitant. He thought that his commission was a bit embarrassing and he didn't know if anyone would accept it.

But since he's here, Ren Zhong won't return empty-handed.

Ren Zhong took a deep breath, smoothed his hair, and walked into the school gate with a bit of gentle confidence.

After many twists and turns, Ren Zhong found the Mechanical Engineering College. The red exterior wall paint of the college looked solemn and solid in Ren Zhong's eyes.

Walking into the college building, Ren Zhong glanced at the signs one by one: Department of Materials Forming and Control Engineering, Department of Testing Technology and Control Engineering, and Department of Mechanical Engineering!
This is it. Ren Zhong stared at the sign of Mechanical Engineering, found the office of the Mechanical Engineering Department, knocked on the door gently, and walked in.

There was a young man inside, wearing thick black-framed glasses. He looked like an educated person. He looked up when he heard the noise and asked, "Comrade, who are you looking for?"

The young man asked in Mandarin with a slight local accent.

"Hello, teacher! I am Ren Zhong, the chairman of Zhuoyou Toy Company. I want to find a professor in our mechanical engineering department to collaborate on a research project. I don't know which professor in machine tool design I should look for?" Ren Zhong stepped forward and introduced himself.

"Oh, it's a horizontal project cooperation? I wonder what type of machine tool you want to design? How much research funds are you prepared to invest?" After listening to Ren Zhong's introduction, the young man adjusted his glasses and began to show some interest.

"We hope to design a manpower-powered punching machine with a punching force of more than one ton, and prepare it for use by machining craftsmen in Asia, Africa and Latin America where electricity is scarce. The simpler the structure and the lower the cost, the better. Teacher, do you think how much money it would take to develop such a project?" Ren Zhong doubled the performance indicators of other manual punching machines in the information he found.

"Manual punch press?" The young man frowned, thought for a while, and shook his head. "Sorry, Director Ren, we are currently developing CNC machine tools. This simple manual punch press does not have much technical content. Generally, we do not do this kind of project."

Hearing the other party's direct refusal, Ren Zhong showed a trace of disappointment on his face. He originally thought that this would be a simple matter for the professional professors of a 985 university, but who knew it was so simple that they had no interest in doing it at all!
"Teacher, where can we find someone who can design a manual punching machine? We are really optimistic about the sales prospects of this product, and we can have more research and development funds for the project." Ren Zhong asked cautiously.

"Mr. Ren, this is not a matter of money. The manual punching machine and the CNC punching machine are two different systems. Generally, there is no need for those who engage in machine tool research to re-do the research for a very niche project. In terms of project funding, the starting point for the research and development of a CNC machine tool is several million or tens of millions. I'm sure you won't be able to afford to invest so much money in a manual punching machine, right?" The young man had a good temper and patiently explained to Ren Zhong.

"For a project like this, you might as well find a skilled craftsman with rich experience in machining, such as an eighth-level fitter, and ask him to help you design and manufacture one. It might cost one to eight hundred thousand yuan."

"Thank you, teacher! Sorry for disturbing you." Ren Zhong thanked sincerely.

Although this trip started off badly, at least we found the direction.

However, Ren Zhong didn't have the courage to ask where to find a master fitter like the eighth-level fitter.

Ren Zhong certainly knows what the concept of an eighth-level fitter is, although this is seldom mentioned in society nowadays and this level is no longer awarded, the highest being chief technician. However, this does not prevent Ren Zhong from knowing that an eighth-level fitter is the ceiling of machining.

"Hello, sister, do you know where Uncle Cao lives? He is the Uncle Cao who is very good at making table tennis rackets." Ren Zhong asked someone near Shishi Middle School while carrying some fresh fruits.

"The old man Cao who sells table tennis rackets is right across from Shishi Middle School, behind the Dandan Noodles shop, on the second floor of Unit 3. It's easy to find. Just shout Uncle Cao downstairs."

After Ren Zhong found the approximate address of a local eighth-level fitter, he went directly to his home to look for him. Sure enough, he asked a random person on the street and found out the address of this man named Uncle Cao.

Ren Zhong arrived downstairs where the man mentioned, looked up and shouted, "Uncle Cao, Uncle Cao, are you home? Someone is looking for you."

"Which one?" The window on the second floor was indeed opened, and an old lady stuck out her head and looked downstairs and asked.

"Hello, Auntie. Does Mr. Cao live here?" Ren Zhong was cheered up when he saw someone respond, even though it was not Mr. Cao himself.

"Yes, may I ask what you want him for? Lao Cao went out to buy vegetables." The old lady saw that Ren Zhong did not look like a bad person, so she answered.

"Auntie, it's like this. I have a mechanical processing project. I heard that Uncle Cao is an eighth-level fitter. I would like to ask Uncle Cao to help me with the research and review. Of course, we will pay for the labor." Ren Zhong simply explained his purpose.

"That's the case, young man. Come up and wait at home. I'll call Old Cao and ask him to come back." The old lady said to Ren Zhong. It seemed that quite a few people came to Uncle Cao for help, and the old lady had become accustomed to it.

After more than ten minutes, Ren Zhong had become quite familiar with the old lady and even refilled her tea twice. Then the door opened with a click.

Ren Zhong stood up and looked at the energetic old man who came in, wearing a navy blue hat and a red velvet coat, holding several bags of vegetables in one hand.

"Old Cao is back. This young man is Mr. Ren. Their company wants to develop a manual punching machine and they want your help." The old lady took the dish from Uncle Cao and said, "You two can talk first and see if you can help with this."

"Mr. Ren, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long." Uncle Cao was cheerful and open-minded. "Sit down, sit down. You're welcome to my house. Old Fan, I'll give Mr. Ren three cups of tea."

"Uncle Cao, it's alright. I just refilled my tea, so I won't bother Aunt Fan anymore." Ren Zhong said politely, "I came in a hurry this time, sorry to bother you."

"Uncle Cao, this is what happened. I'm doing foreign trade here, but not just simple commodities. We know that many poor places in Asia, Africa and Latin America don't have a stable supply of electricity, and many local handicrafts still rely on hammers for mechanical processing, which is a primitive state. So after market research, we want to develop some manual machining equipment for these handicraft customers, such as manual punching machines, to help them achieve faster and better machining production."

After the greetings, Ren Zhong slowly introduced his ideas to Uncle Cao.

"Of course, we will pay the consulting fee based on market conditions."

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