Such an amazing profit will naturally arouse the covetousness of some organizations.

Sanlin is one of them. They imitated some products according to the spinning top with their fingertips, and they were very distinctive!

At this time, the work-fitting Japanese took out a fingertip spinner similar to the traditional Japanese darts and handed it to a man in a suit with a serious look: "Dear Mr. Hashishita, our product is out. This is our most advanced machine tool-made gyro! The cost is only half the price of an external fingertip spinner. If possible, we can produce it quickly and make the Yamato spinner that is most suitable for our Yamato, and quickly seize the market!"

"Yoxi, yours is doing well!" The person in charge, Kiri carefully put on white gloves and took out a chronograph, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was doing a ceremony. He was muttering in the air, and the more he spoke, the louder the sound!

"A product of such a precision must naturally be tested in the most appropriate environment!"

"So, let me see how long the Yamato gyroscope can rotate!"

Among the many Japanese onlookers, Kitahiko at the bridge handed the chronometer to the assistant next to him, found the most horizontal position on the test platform, took a deep breath, and violently turned the Yamato gyroscope.

Almost instantly, the assistant next to him also pressed the chronometer to start timing.

The next moment, a harsh metal friction sounded from the bearings of the Dahe Gyro and came into everyone's ears.

Bei Ri frowned slightly at the bridge, feeling something was wrong, but the real fingertip spinner was used to imitate as soon as he was sent. He had never played with it and didn't know how to evaluate it.

At the scene, no one dared to speak, and they patiently endured the harsh metal friction of Yamato gyro. In their hearts, this was nothing.

Anyway, real fingertip spinners are often out of stock, which is not very consistent with the Japanese aesthetics. As long as the Japanese people can buy them and fall in love with them, what are the small flaws?

In this way, the Japanese stared at Yamato Gyro without blinking.

Ten seconds, fifteen seconds, twenty seconds, twenty seconds...

When they rotated to twenty-five seconds, everyone breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and the harsh sound seemed to be relieved, not as unacceptable as before.

Thirty seconds, forty seconds, and one minute, the harsh sound completely disappeared, and everyone's faces showed relief.

The defect disappeared!

One minute and one minute and one fifth, the Yamato gyroscope has been turning for a longer time!

However, when it was one minute and twenty-three seconds, a loud bang came from the test platform!

The timer was so scared that he quickly pressed the pause button.

"Baga! Why? Why is the rotation time of the Yamato gyroscope only lasts one minute and twenty-three seconds!"

"Baga, are you all pigs?"

Two roars were scared, and the work-wearing Japanese around him were so scared that they hurriedly bowed, "Sorry, Mr. Qiaoxia, we strictly follow the imitation of the fingertip camel. Our products should be the same as the real fingertip spinner!"
Chapter completed!