: Eating Melon in the Age of Literature (Twenty-five)

The black-faced soldier sighed, it seemed that this set of parts could not be made.

It was produced with the latest equipment and had to be measured personally by level 8 fitters, but it still failed to meet the standards.

Even though he always looked unconvincing, he knew in his heart that Master Fang in front of him was probably the most skilled person.

He can't even see the problem, that is -

It’s not that there are no problems, it’s that they cannot be solved.

Although the leaders of the machinery factory also felt helpless, they were no longer under pressure.

It’s not that they did it wrong, it’s that in reality, with current technology, it simply can’t be done.

No one took Gu Qingcheng seriously at all.

What she said was more like a joke.

"If it doesn't work, I'll ask Liu Gong when I go back to see if I can think of other ways."

"Xiao Gu, I don't owe you anything anymore!"

Gu Qingcheng spoke again, "I am indeed not a formal fitter, and I only have a few days of study."

"But technology is something that depends on talent."

The first thing is to respect the master!

Once a teacher, always a father. Sometimes the relationship between master and disciple is better than that between biological father and son!

If an apprentice is kicked out by his master, the impact will be very bad.

He is not a person who immerses himself in technology at all!

Fortunately, he thought Xiao Gu was a good person before.

After finishing lunch, Gu Qingcheng squinted for a while in the office of the handling team.

Xiao Wang stood at attention, holding the parts in both hands.

"You are not even willing to try and make mistakes?"

Everyone in the workshop looked at Gu Qingcheng with somewhat complicated eyes.

His cooperation made the atmosphere relaxed and pleasant.

Mechanical manufacturing is not a microscopy laboratory, so how can it be so "tiny"?

"Xiao Gu, I know you are young, high-spirited, and always want to get ahead!"

"Master Fang, I have been grateful for your care and guidance in the past!"

There are scars on both hands, the tiger's mouth, the back of the hand, and the fingertips.

After two or three minutes, she showed a satisfied smile.

Everyone shook their heads, feeling that Gu Qingcheng was ignorant and too arrogant.

Gu Qingcheng directly handed the parts to the black-faced soldier.

Fortunately, she was just an apprentice, and fortunately she was just a woman. When I taught her the skills, I didn't think about repaying her...

have to!

This is the rhythm of "rebellion from the master".

Everyone wanted to laugh at first, but when they saw that what she said was true, they felt inexplicably.

But her eyes were very bright, as if filled with endless strength and hope.

But this time the parts processing was the first cooperation between their factory and a machinery factory.

Although the master-disciple relationship no longer involves kowtow and apprenticeship, it still retains many old rules.

By talent?

What do you mean? Does it mean you are a genius?

It is estimated that you may not be able to see it with the naked eye, you need to use a magnifying glass to see it.

Last year, the factory selected red flag bearers and model workers, and she was on the list.

Of course, compared with the real royal chef, it is still far behind.

I wish!

Han Tiexin raised his head and saw that the speaker was Gu Qingcheng, who had made a big splash at noon.

Several apprentices were busy and respectful.

Gu Qingcheng:...It doesn't matter!

As a person engaged in government affairs, how could she ever care about other people's attitudes?

"You're not doing this right!"

"Here! Take it and try it!"

Seeing this, Gu Qingcheng still looked arrogant, and Fang Yaozhong became even more angry.

A living person cannot be choked to death by peeing.

Gu Qingcheng did not apologize, but stood up straight and bowed deeply towards Fang Yaozhong three times.

In addition to this kind of parts, there should be other ways, right?

The black-faced soldier looked at Gu Qingcheng hesitantly and did not answer immediately.

"thank you!"

Therefore, when she saw that Han Tiexin's operation was not quite right, she pointed it out.

"You, if you act like this, I really won't be able to teach you in the future!"

Gu Qingcheng still smiled back.

She did not question or ridicule like the old master Fang Yaozhong, but asked seriously: "What's wrong?"

Fang Yaozhong laughed in anger, and acted like a master, "teaching" his apprentice on the spot.

Huh, after studying for a week, I dare to brag about my talent.

"I've long heard that the master craftsman in the machinery factory is good at his craftsmanship. We are lucky today!"

Fang Yaozhong reprimanded him earnestly.

Well, I don’t know what’s going on with Meng Yao!

Gu Qingcheng just smiled and did not argue.

Even if cooperation fails, we cannot fall out.

Fang Yaozhong turned around and ignored Gu Qingcheng.

However, this time, no one greeted her again.

"That's right, there's no need!"

The people in the sedan chair are carrying people, hello to you, hello to me, hello to everyone.

"But before doing anything, you must first be a human being, and as a human being, you can't be too ambitious or brag and exaggerate!"

Director Feng was still good at dancing. He quickly smiled and said: "After working for a long time, comrades are all tired."

As he said just now, after this experience, he no longer owes Qiao Jianguo's orphans and widows!

Let the grudges be cleared!

I can feel more relaxed in the future!

"...You, take care of yourself!"

"Master, shall I go to the boiler room to get you a lunch box?"

Gu Qingcheng didn't care about everyone's reaction at all. She took the file and rubbed it carefully a few times.

The leaders of the machinery factory looked at each other.

This provocation makes me really have no choice but to submit!

"Okay! Let's give it a try!"

Several of his disciples joined in diligently.

Although the black-faced soldiers don't like these entertainments very much.

Her system cheated her, and Fang Yaozhong, the master, was just trying to deceive others.

After lunch break, Gu Qingcheng wandered to the workshop again.

It’s so damn frustrating.

Are you sure this isn't a joke?
To be continued...