The Industrial Kingdom of the Great Age

Chapter 30 The Perfect Mold
Everyone secretly pouted at Manager Miao's shamelessness, especially Boss Wu.

No wonder as a leader, he is not as popular as an employee.Boss Wu sneered in his heart. He despised Manager Miao to the extreme.

Zhao Ming smiled lightly: "Since you want to give me 1000 yuan, then I will not be polite." At this moment, he finally showed his strong self-confidence.

Everyone was silent, 1000 yuan is very good, but you have to get it.

Manager Miao sneered even more, and said: "You should hurry up and cast the mold, or else you can't even make the mold, not to mention the purity, and that would be ridiculous."

Shrugging his shoulders, Zhao Ming came to a centrifugal casting machine, adjusted it himself, and then checked it to see if all the parts and bearings were fine.After about 10 minutes, everything was checked.

Turn on the horizontal centrifugal casting machine, first paint the inside of the main shaft, and then preheat for a while.Then pour in the silver water that has been prepared and mix some professional configuration powder.Start modulating temperature, controlling time and speed.

Everything is carried out in an orderly manner, and everything is very professionally operated.At this time, Zhao Ming seemed to be a professional silver mold maker.At this time, he is completely handy in operating the centrifugal casting machine.

Looking at him, how is it that he is completely new, as everyone said before, and he can't operate at all?

Many people looked at Zhao Ming's actions and were dumbfounded.

Didn't it mean that he didn't even understand the molding machine before?

Doesn't it mean that he can't do anything?
Doesn't it mean that he is a newcomer and needs an old man to take care of him?

Didn't he say he only knows how to use sandblasting machines?

Everyone was stunned, and Manager Miao was also stunned for a moment, and then a hint of badness appeared in his heart.Will there be variables?Impossible, being able to operate does not mean that he can make a qualified mold.

Thinking of this, Manager Miao felt a little relieved. After all, the old team leader of the former molding workshop also knew these machines, but he still couldn't produce qualified machines.He also read the manual, but couldn't find the problem at all.

Except that he couldn't find the problem, other people who could read English couldn't find the problem either.So he didn't believe that Zhao Ming could find the problem. After all, these were high-end machines. How could Zhao Ming, an ordinary worker, be stronger than others?

Manager Miao had selectively forgotten about Zhao Ming's invention of the sandblasting machine. Would a person who could invent the sandblasting machine and write a special paper be an ordinary worker?
Zhao Ming continued to operate. During the period, people from the molding workshop wanted to come up to help, but he was worried about making excuses for Manager Miao, so he operated it alone, and it was not too troublesome.

When the temperature is right, the mold is almost formed.

One minute later, a silver bowl was formed, and it began to cool under the operation, and then it was held in Zhao Ming's hands. The whole process took less than a minute and a half.

In order to prevent Manager Miao from making various excuses, Zhao Ming used the other two centrifugal casting machines to produce a silver bowl respectively.

When the three silver bowls were placed on the table, everyone gathered around.

Everyone accepted Zhao Ming's fluent operation of the centrifugal casting machine.Zhao Ming's colleagues even had a glimmer of expectation in their hearts.Maybe Zhao Ming can really create a miracle?Like he was in the grinding shop and polishing shop.

Some of the staff on the second floor were beating their hearts and frowning slightly.Or could Zhao Ming really be able to create miracles?

Manager Miao also surrounded him, his eyes a little uncertain.

Zhao Ming smiled and said, "Leader, are you going to check them yourself or ask a special quality inspector to check them?"

Manager Miao picked up one of the silver bowls, looked at them casually, but snorted coldly: "Don't think that making a mold with a similar shape and color is qualified. The old money used to operate in the same way, and it turned out to be a lot of money. Useless molds need to be melted back into the furnace.”

Zhao Ming shrugged and said, "Since you don't believe it, then you can check it."

Manager Miao continued to look at the mould, and Miss Hu beside him also took a serious look.Hao Bin from the molding workshop is considered a senior in the workshop, so he quickly picked up one and inspected it carefully.

Touch, knock, listen, look.

After a simple manual inspection, Hao Bin's eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally he jumped up excitedly, shouting: "Qualified, a completely qualified silver bowl."

His words immediately caused a turbulent sea, and applause broke out among the crowd.Everyone expressed their satisfaction towards Zhao Ming.

Lao Huang and Lao Qiu also took over and checked them one after another. After a simple inspection, the results were all qualified, and they estimated that these molds were more pure than those made by molding machines.

Once again confirmed by the two, those who supported Zhao Ming immediately cheered.His colleagues and former colleagues even planned to surround him.

Manager Miao yelled angrily, "Shut up all of them."

Everyone calmed down and looked at Manager Miao.At this time, Manager Miao's expression had already changed, and his eyes were fixed on the silver bowl in his hand.He grabbed the silver bowl very hard, wishing he could burst it.

Miss Hu didn't know when she put the mold in her hand back on the table, and retreated behind Manager Miao, her eyes full of complexities.

Some other people also picked up the mold one after another to have a look, but they were all silent.

In the end, the only one who hadn't put down the mold was Manager Miao. In fact, he had already come to a conclusion—qualified!
Completely qualified!
But he didn't want to admit it, and he didn't dare to admit it.

how is this possible?It is obviously the same centrifugal casting machine, why did all the molds produced at the beginning were substandard molds, but the molds produced this time are so perfect?
Manager Miao's face became more and more ugly, his eyes changed several times, and finally he put down the silver bowl in his hand heavily.

Everyone looked at Manager Miao as if they were waiting for something.

Zhao Ming smiled and said: "Leader? What do you think of the molds I made? Are they qualified? Do you want to check all the three molds? Do you need me to make a few more for you? If you make them again, no It takes a minute to make one."

At this moment, Manager Miao wanted to kill Zhao Ming. He was not stupid. The old workers in the molding workshop said that the molds were qualified, and it was useless for him to check them again.

In the face of the facts, it is impossible for him to talk nonsense.

But it was very difficult for him to admit that Zhao Ming had won.

In the end, it took a minute for his face to return to normal, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that his face was a little livid, as if he was on the verge of an explosion.

Manager Miao smiled and said, "As expected of a worker in our workshop, your performance is very good. You can use the centrifugal casting machine to make qualified molds and complete things that no one else could do before. It's really good .”

He pretended to praise Zhao Ming a few words, then praised the others a few words, and finally waved his hand to let everyone go back to work. He didn't want to stay here, so he turned around and was about to leave.

But Zhao Ming said loudly: "Leader, you seem to have forgotten something?"

Everyone's heart moved, and those who were about to leave all looked at Manager Miao, as if they were waiting for something.

Manager Miao paused, turned around, forced a smile on his face, and said, "I've already praised you. If you want to go back to the polishing workshop, I can help you mention it to the HR department someday."

Everyone in the polishing workshop cheered. They all wanted Zhao Ming to return to the workshop and become colleagues with him. This was a very happy thing.

Zhao Ming said with a smile, "The leader really changes the subject. Did you forget our bet? Or did you forget because you were busy?"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and many of them were breathing heavily.

Because they all thought of another layer of the bet, that is, what if Manager Miao loses?
Manager Miao's face turned ugly again, and he said in a deep voice, "Zhao Ming, don't push yourself too hard. I understand and admire you for your contribution to the factory. But you still have to work here, and forget about some things. .”

Ms. Hu also chimed in and said, "Xiao Zhao, the manager won't pursue it anymore, you should thank him. Forget about other things."

Zhao Ming laughed out loud as if he heard something funny.

"Forgot? Thank him?" Zhao Ming sneered and said, "If I can't make a qualified mold today, what I will lose is the patent right of the sandblasting machine. Now that I have succeeded, I just want to get my own 1000 yuan bet on the contract deposit, but this is mine, isn't it?"

Miss Hu was silent, she didn't dare to say more, because those workers who supported Zhao Ming stared at her as if they were going to eat her.She believed that if she said one more word, she would definitely be hated to death by these people.

Manager Miao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Zhao Ming didn't give him a chance, and continued: "He has deliberately planned to get my sandblasting machine patent, and he didn't hesitate to cheat me several times. Not only did he make English words for me The contract wanted to steal my patents, ignored my great contribution to the factory after the fact, transferred me to a mold shop that was recognized as not good, and made us work overtime."

"I hope to use this to cause conflicts between me and my colleagues, and hope that I will beg him to let me go." Zhao Ming almost yelled out in the end, venting out all the depression these days, "Such a despicable person , do you want me to thank him?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent, and everyone looked at Manager Miao coldly.

Zhao Ming broke out, but everyone didn't think Zhao Ming was wrong, after all, what he said was the truth.Everyone was dissatisfied with Manager Miao, and looked at him with contempt.

Zhao Ming stretched out his hand, and said calmly: "Money! 1000 yuan, not a penny less!"

1000 yuan!
Not a penny less!

The plain words seemed to be Zhao Ming's roar, which could not be refused.

(End of this chapter)