78: Bringing his wife and children to Harbin Institute of Technology

"Molds are also made of iron, so the principle is the same."

Ye Bingwen fixed the mold in the vise.

"Master Sun, please keep the light on for me."

Master Sun picked up a flashlight and shone it on the cavity.

Ye Bingwen picked up a fine file and began to cut in the corner on the left side of the cavity.

Master Li and Liu Xiaojun also came over.

Liu Xiaojun asked in a low voice.

"Uncle Ye can also repair molds?"

Master Li replied to him in a low voice.

"What can't your Uncle Ye do?"

Ye Bingwen ignored them and continued working.

I filed it down a dozen times, then stopped.

Then I picked up the blank and put it in to try it out.

The gap has shrunk by half.

"Master Sun, take another look."

Master Sun's eyes lit up.

Ye Bingwen took out the unfinished blank and handed it to Master Sun.

"Measure it for me."

Master Sun picked up the calipers.

"Tolerance within one millimeter, fit rate over 95%."

He looked at Ye Bingwen.

"Xiao Ye, did you work in the mold-making industry before?"

"No. I've just learned my lesson and remembered it."

"You can remember so much after suffering a loss? Those few cuts you just made, you wouldn't have survived without ten years of work experience."

Ye Bingwen smiled.

He flexed his wrists.

"Alright, try it out on the machine."

Master Li installed the mold onto the stamping machine.

Liu Xiaojun took a blank part and put it into the cavity.

With a clang, the press closed the mold and then popped it open again.

One of the outer shells fell out.

Master Li picked it up and looked at it, then measured it with calipers.

"Outer diameter tolerance of one millimeter, inner hole tolerance of 0.8 millimeters, and the mating surfaces fit together perfectly."

Master Sun examined it over and over for a long time.

"Xiao Ye, I've been making molds my whole life, and today I've taught you a lesson."

"Master Sun, don't say that. You made a great foundation for this mold; I just fixed a corner."

"You have a good foundation, but I didn't notice the discrepancy myself. You fixed it in half an hour on site, that's real skill."

Master Sun packed up his tool bag.

"Xiao Ye, if you need mold-making work in the future, come to me again. I won't charge you for rush orders."

"Okay. Thank you for your hard work today, Mr. Sun. Have lunch here."

"I'm not eating anymore, I still have work to do when I get back."

Master Sun got on his bicycle and rode away.

Ye Bingwen watched his figure disappear at the intersection.

Master Li walked over.

"Xiao Ye, I'm finding it harder and harder to understand you."

"What's wrong?"

"You say you're a college student majoring in mechanical engineering, but you haven't just studied mechanical engineering."

"You also know mold making, management, and how to deal with people from the provincial military region. Where did you learn all these things?"

Ye Bingwen lit a cigarette.

"Master Li, when you were young, did you learn everything?"

"When I was young? When I was young, I was an apprentice in a factory, and I learned whatever my master taught me."

"It takes three years to learn how to sharpen a knife, and five years to learn how to sleep with someone."

"That's it. I'm a quick learner."

Master Li glanced at him.

He turned around and went back to the workshop.

Ye Bingwen stood at the door and finished his cigarette.

He remembered things from before his rebirth.

In the 1990s, when the mold malfunctioned, he lost more than 20,000 yuan. At that time, 20,000 yuan was more than half a year's profit for him.

He went to the mold factory's master craftsman, who said it was a problem with the draft angle, but he couldn't explain exactly how to fix it.

He spent half a month figuring it out and tried countless times before finally finding a solution.

Now that we know more than a decade in advance, once this mold is repaired, the rest of the work goes smoothly.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening.

Old Liu, the gatekeeper, was closing the door.

"Director Ye, are you finishing work early today?"

"It's not early. But the work is going smoothly."

"As long as things go smoothly, you'll be in a good mood. When life goes smoothly, you'll feel good."

Ye Bingwen smiled, got on his bicycle, and rode home.

His mind was still racing on the way.

With the mold issue resolved, production capacity more than doubled.

The problem with the new machine tools has been temporarily stabilized, but the foundation issue has not been completely resolved, and the factory must be moved before next spring.

Regarding the materials, the 30,000 yuan advance payment from Lin Hui has arrived, as has the advance payment from the provincial military region.

I have enough money on hand to tide me over for a while.

Liu Xiaojun still needs to work on his skills. Once he can operate the new machine tool independently, Master Li's pressure will be reduced.

And An'an...

Thinking of An'an, Ye Bingwen pedaled his bicycle a little faster.

When she arrived home, Zheng Shuyun was cooking in the kitchen.

An'an was drawing in the living room. When she saw him come in, she ran over with her drawing in her hand.

"Dad, look! I drew a big rooster!"

Ye Bingwen squatted down and took a look.

This time it looks more like a rooster; it has a comb, a tail, and two legs.

"An'an's drawing is getting better and better."

"My teacher said I have talent!"

An'an proudly puffed out her little chest.

Zheng Shuyun peeked out from the kitchen.

"Why are you back so early today?"

"If things go smoothly, I'll come back sooner."

"Have the molds arrived?"

"arrive."

An'an chimed in from the side.

"Dad, what is a mold?"

"It's a mold for making things. You pour molten iron in, and it comes out in the shape you want."

"What did Daddy make?"

"The casing of the motor. Do you understand motors?"

An An shook her head.

"It's that thing inside your spinning toy."

An An thought for a moment and nodded.

"Got it!"

Zheng Shuyun smiled.

"What do you know?"

"It's something Dad made!"

Zheng Shuyun glanced at Ye Bingwen.

Ye Bingwen also smiled.

The family sat down to eat.

An'an chattered on and on about kindergarten.

As Ye Bingwen listened, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up.

After dinner, An'an went to watch cartoons.

Ye Bingwen sat at the table and organized today's production data.

The mold trial production was successful, production capacity doubled, and the pass rate was 98%.

The new machine tool is running normally, and the vibration problem has been temporarily resolved.

Liu Xiaojun still needs to practice his basic skills, but he has a positive attitude and learns quickly.

He closed the notebook and leaned back in his chair.

Zheng Shuyun placed a cup of tea in front of him.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking about the next step."

"What's the next step?"

"Expand the factory. The current factory is too small, and the foundation is not good. We must move before next spring."

"Have you found a place?"

"I've got my eye on that vacant lot next to the school playground. I'll go talk to Director Liu about it tomorrow."

"Will the school agree?"

How will you know if you don't try?

Zheng Shuyun sat down next to him.

"When you left Daxing Village, you had nothing."

"Now that you have a factory, orders, and people, how big do you think you can expand the factory next?"

Ye Bingwen thought for a moment.

"I don't know. But as long as the approach is right, anything is possible."

Zheng Shuyun leaned on his shoulder.

I believe you.

The next morning, when Ye Bingwen arrived at the factory, Master Li was already cleaning the machine tools.

Liu Xiaojun is sharpening a dull knife.

Master Zhao and Xiao Zhang are organizing the materials rack.

Ye Bingwen stood in the middle of the factory and looked around.

We have the equipment, the molds, and the orders, but the production process is still chaotic.

Whoever is free can do it; whichever bed is available can be used for the job.

If this continues, production capacity will not be able to increase.

"Master Li, come here for a moment."

Master Li put down the rag and came over.