Chapter 132 Christmas

December 26th.

Black Hole Technology, Third Machine Tool Factory.

After months of busy work and research and development, they took a detour in the early stage, adjusted the direction in time, and obtained two new materials. After more than a month of busy work, the expert engineers worked overtime.

With the continuous processing of 10 pieces of pot cover lenses for photolithography machines, the processing was completed quickly. The surface accuracy was all controlled below 1 nanometer, and all were accepted.

The first "Phoenix" high-end machine tool was successfully manufactured.

The high-end machine tool project was a complete success!

"We succeeded, Mr. Wei!"

Zhu Guangji danced, as happy as a child: "I can guarantee that this machine tool must be the machine tool with the highest processing accuracy, the best stability, and the highest degree of automation in the world. As long as we input various parameters, we can process the most precise The yield rate of parts is at least 80%.”

"Mr. Wei, with this Phoenix machine tool, we can continuously process countless precision parts, and even manufacture more high-end machine tools based on it. To say it is an 'industrial mother machine' is just an understatement. , its value is far above 10 billion or 100 billion, it is a priceless treasure!”

Zhu Guangji gently touched the processing table of this machine tool with his hand, like touching the skin of a young girl, showing an expression of obsession and intoxication, and even a blush appeared on his cheeks, and he was deeply intoxicated.

This machine tool must be the most proud and pinnacle work of his life. It cannot be surpassed. At this moment, he has infinite happiness and infinite glory.

He finally realized his dream!

It is more joyful than the wedding ceremony, the birth of a child, and any happy event.

In the corner next to them, there were several sensitive experts who shed tears, or hugged each other and cried, patted each other's shoulders, and finally laughed, jumped, and cheered like a group of children, throwing the heroes into the sky.

"You guys did a great job."

Wei Ming nodded, not as excited as them, and asked a question that he was very concerned about: "Gong Zhu, with the first Phoenix machine tool, you don't need much help from me in the future, right? With this 'mother machine' , all the subsequent machine tools are based on it, right?”

"Just provide enough super iron and water drop crystal blades."

Zhu Guangji nodded and said: "With sufficient supply of materials, we don't need your help at all, Mr. Wei. In two months, we can build the second Phoenix machine tool; in four months, we can get 4 units; in six months Finally, we were able to get 8 units; eight months later, 16 Phoenix machine tools were enough for the second parts factory.”

"Of course, if you, Mr. Wei, can help a little bit, we can speed up the progress. We may have enough Phoenix machine tools in half a year."

"Then, let's build 16 Phoenix machine tools within four months."

Wei Ming thought for a while and said: "The first lithography machine factory is waiting for help, and the problem of machine tools should be solved first. With these magic weapons, I don't have to worry about the lithography machine factory. I don't want to go there every working day." Come to the factory."

This is called solving the problem from the source.

"Okay, with Mr. Wei's help, it won't be a problem to double the efficiency. It will be easy." Chen Gong nodded and said.

Because no matter how fast the processing efficiency of the Phoenix machine tool is, it is not as fast as Mr. Wei’s god-level polishing. His polishing efficiency by himself is at least equivalent to ten Phoenix machine tools. The accuracy and quality of each part are guaranteed, and the yield rate is 100%. .

It doesn't even take four months. As long as the General Manager works normally for two months, Phoenix Machine Tools can be increased to more than 10 machines. In the next two months, they can complete the required number of tasks by themselves.

…

Five p.m.

Wei Ming got off work.

Got in the car going back.

Today is Christmas in the West.

Many businesses on both sides of the road have placed Christmas trees at their entrances and hung up colored lights. People dressed as Santa Claus can be seen handing out gifts and flyers on the roadside.

The tinkling song "Merry Christmas" plays.

Wherever you look, there are couples everywhere, madly abusing singles.

The overall atmosphere is indeed very festive and joyful, making people feel happy and relaxed.

To be honest, Wei Ming is not very interested in foreign festivals like Christmas. There is no God in China, so why do you want to join in the fun of Christmas?

However, I couldn't stand the publicity and hype of the merchants. It is obviously a religious festival to celebrate the birth of God. In China, it has become a festival where apples are given to each other, men and women confess their love, give out red envelopes, and go to hotels to book rooms. A lot of memes have been created. It is really neither fish nor fowl. Makes you speechless.

Wei Ming was very dissatisfied. However, this was the need of businesses, the need of women to receive gifts and red envelopes, and the needs of men and dog lickers. Everyone took what they wanted and everyone was happy, but it was his turn, the monster, to oppose it.

What's more, this Christmas, he is not the same single person as last year who can only whine and curse in secret. He already has a partner and has become someone who can spread dog food.

besides.

He didn't prepare any gifts, but he was able to receive them this year and became the recipient of them.

And there are two servings.

It was just the sender of one of the gifts that made Wei Ming shake his head and feel a headache, not knowing how to respond or deal with it.

But considering the other party's sincere feelings, it is still necessary to go there, so as not to hurt her heart.

…

Private Mingyu High School.

The car stopped not far from the school gate.

Waited for a while.

The school bell rang, and soon I saw the person I was waiting for.

Wang Xinran came trotting all the way.

It was cold in winter, so she put on a dark grey knitted vest, with an extra white round-neck sweater inside, and a lapel shirt and short tie inside, which made her look slender and youthful.

She wore a bright blue wool-blend velvet knee-length pleated skirt, which seemed to be decorated with broken glass. When she ran, the surging hem of the skirt sparkled, and the color changed from light to dark, which looked very gorgeous.

It almost blinded the eyes of others.

Compared with that gorgeous skirt, the high-D black stockings and women's round-toed leather shoes that wrapped her slender calves were not so conspicuous... Wei Ming had a rather perverted hobby, which was to appreciate the beautiful legs of girls, but this time he was attracted by the skirt.

What was the name of that skirt? It was very popular this year and it was said that it caused a 21% increase in the traffic accident rate.

"Dad, President Wei, I've kept you waiting for a long time."

Wang Xinran, holding a schoolbag in her left hand and two shopping bags in her right hand, opened the car door and sat in the back seat, exhaling white air continuously, and she was out of breath from jogging all the way.

After putting the schoolbag away.

She handed the two shopping bags on her right hand to Wang Guoxin and Wei Ming, one each, and said, "Dad, President Wei, today is Christmas, this is my gift to you, a scarf for each of you, I hope Dad is healthy and safe; I wish President Wei a smooth career and all the best."

"Thank you, Ranran."

Wang Guoxin took the shopping bag, took out the scarf, tied it around his neck, and said with satisfaction, "Not bad, very warm, thank you, daughter."

Wei Ming also took out the scarf, tied it around his neck to feel it, and compared it with Wang Guoxin's scarf, he found that the scarf he wore was loose, a bit like a knockoff, and the quality was obviously inferior.

"Xiao Wang, the scarf is pretty good, thank you." He still thanked her politely, after all, it was the girl's heartfelt gift.

"I knitted this scarf by hand."

Wang Xinran leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I bought my dad's scarf for reference, but unfortunately my skills are not good enough, and the quality of the one I knit is very poor, not as good as the one I bought." She lowered her head and pinched her fingers, feeling sad and frustrated.

"Let me see!"

Wei Ming grabbed her right hand and brought it closer to him. He found that there were dense red dots all over her index and middle fingers, which were swollen a circle larger than normal fingers. It was obviously the mark of being accidentally pierced by the tip of the knitting needle.

"You silly girl, who knits things by yourself now? Just spend money to buy one at random." He blamed with some heartache.

"I know."

The girl looked at him seriously: "But if it's not like this, if every stitch and every thread doesn't leave my thoughts, how can it reflect the meaning of it as a gift? This work failed, I will improve my skills, and the next one will definitely succeed!"

There was a more determined determination in her eyes.

Faced with such a heart, smelling the faint body fragrance left on the scarf

Wei Ming's defense line was broken, and he finally felt helpless and conflicted.