Traveling through the 60s, an interstellar woman makes a fortune by selling men

Xiao Hanyue was angry for a while. He threw her over the wall when it was no longer useful. He had been pestering her to introduce it a few days ago, and throwing it away after use was more realistic than her.

Wei Wei glanced at her from the corner of his eye and moved his hands faster. She had to get these machine tools out of the door of the machinery factory before Xiao Xiao returned home.

Otherwise, she didn't know whether Director Xiao would secretly regret it when he saw Xiao Xiao's current state at night, and decided that Director Xiao did the right thing, but it did not prevent him from feeling distressed.

Then she became angry and stumbling upon these machine tools, which disgusted her. She didn't want to test the weakness of human nature.

These machine tools may contain private goods that she secretly carried, which are some unnecessary parts. They will be dismantled after preparation and used in the CNC grinder and other machine tools such as milling machines that will be renovated in the valley.

"Wrench, thank you." Wei Wei was sincere and polite, with a smile on her lips.

Gong Zhang and Gong Lin silently helped hand over tools of suitable models in a timely manner, exchanging glances from time to time.

Look, this smooth assembly technology is a step ahead of us.

While they were busy, Director Xiao came in beaming with joy, with a roll of newspaper in his hand. Seeing that the three of them were busy, he inspected the workshop first, and then waited for Wei Wei and the others to take a break before joining them to share the good news.

"Comrade Wei, let me give you some good news first. The battery technology you provided has been packaged by us and sold abroad. It is deeply loved by old men and women abroad."

Wei Wei took the newspaper handed over by Director Xiao. At first glance, his eyes were struck by the ugly motorcycle in the picture.

How ugly was the first feeling that came to Wei Wei's mind, and he missed all kinds of pilots flying in the sky.

When will she have the technological strength to allow her to repair the mecha? You won’t have to wait until you’re about to be buried, right?

Reluctantly letting herself ignore the ugly appearance, she said insincerely: "Tongxi, this is also inseparable from the efforts of the entire machinery factory." The old man and the old lady like it, are they going to buy groceries?

"We are all happy, but it's a pity that we can't produce one to make Comrade Wei the most fashionable person in Kyoto." Factory Director Xiao has regrets. It is a pity that the output cannot keep up.

"It's still important to earn foreign exchange. Director Xiao doesn't have to feel sorry for this. I understand you, really." This kind of limelight will be taken away by whoever wants it.

"While reporting the good news, I also want to ask, can the power of this battery be larger? The power is insufficient and the speed is slow." Director Xiao feels that the audience can be wider.

"Add a few more batteries, and the speed will naturally increase." Wei Wei seemed to not understand what Director Xiao meant, and deliberately blocked Director Xiao's mouth like this.

It was originally built for Grandma Jiang to go shopping for groceries. Of course, safety and stability were considered.

It's impossible for her to get another improved battery for free. She's not taken advantage of.

Director Xiao looked sadly at the girl squatting on the ground without raising her head. Was he trying to get such an answer?

No, adding a few more batteries will solve the speed problem, but the cost will also go up, so how can we open up sales?

It was impossible for Wei Wei to be moved by Director Xiao's complaint. He focused on the matters at hand and finally presented the flexible manufacturing system to Director Xiao before evening.

"This, if I'm not mistaken, it's a complete set, right? What can it mainly do?" Director Xiao became uneasy. This machine tool looked more advanced than the ones he was using later.

"It can do whatever you want in your mind." Wei Wei looked up at them. Finally, there were a few machine tools that could still be used.

"Director Xiao, it's time for you to help me load the car," Wei Wei urged, "You've seen it yourself, it's not a dangerous item." How dangerous could this be? Could it be used to dismember bodies?

"Okay, Hanhan, go and call a few workers to push the machine tool directly onto the truck and help Comrade Wei send it to his home." Factory Director Xiao directly ordered Xiao Hanyue who was standing next to him. Even if he was extremely reluctant to leave, he still obeyed. made an agreement between them.

"Okay, director."

Just as Xiao Hanyue was about to find someone, Deputy Factory Director Zhu's sinister connotation came from the door of the workshop, "Let me see, who is squandering the assets of the factory?"

Xiao Hanyue blushed in anger, didn't this mean that her father was lining his own pockets?

"Zhu Neng, what nonsense are you talking about?" Factory Director Xiao remained calm and did not get upset because of Deputy Director Zhu's remarks. "Everything about me can withstand the scrutiny of the organization, but you -" Director Xiao glanced at him meaningfully, "I'm afraid he might shed a layer of his skin."

He is not clean himself and wants to interfere in his decision.

"You..." Zhu Neng obviously didn't know how to cultivate his energy. "I saw everything. You want to give away the new machine tools in the factory. Are you still the director of the factory? Do you still remember your responsibilities?"

Zhu Neng quickly glanced at the new large machine tools behind Wei Wei. He was sure that the evidence was complete.

Xiao Guanglin is absolutely doomed, but he has merit and qualifications, so he should be promoted to factory director.

Wei Wei took a few steps back. This was an internal struggle in their machinery factory. She had better stay away and leave the battlefield to Director Xiao. There was no need to interfere.

Leaning on the side of the machine tool, Wei Wei was so hungry that her stomach ached after not eating for a day.

"You are talking nonsense," Xiao Hanyue looked unkind, "This machine tool was built by Comrade Wei herself. It is her own thing, not from our machinery factory."

"Go down, there are no rules, do you have the right to speak here?" Zhu Neng scolded Xiao Hanyue, a little secretary who also wanted to point fingers at him.

Don’t blame him for fighting for power. If he doesn’t fight for power, then does he still have a place in this machinery factory?

Xiao Hanyue felt unwilling for a while. In the final analysis, her position was low and she had no say.

At this moment, a clear male voice came from outside, "What happened?"

The corner of Zhu Neng's mouth turned down. It was Shi Jingming again. He was aloof and aloof, with a clean eye. Everyone else was just a common man.

And this Shi Jingming often vents out of the same nostril as Xiao Guanglin. They are great and upright, but he is just a villain. It seems that there will be some twists and turns in achieving his goal today.

Zhu Neng winked at the cronies he brought with him. The cronies understood and turned around and went out.

Wei Wei followed the mouse with his eyes and secretly shot a needle out while no one was paying attention. At the critical moment, the man still stood obediently and didn't cause any trouble.

"Deputy Director Zhu, we are all factory directors. We should work together for the development of the machinery factory. I hope there will be no next time for internal friction." As soon as Shi Jingming came in, he put a high hat on Zhu Neng's head. As usual, , Zhu Neng is like what he said, internal friction.

He didn't notice it at all. He just said hello to him when the man he passed passed fell to the ground softly behind him.

Wei Wei tilted his head. Why does this young comrade look familiar? I started to look through it in my mind, where have I seen it?

Listen, listen, Zhu Neng almost yelled, he was the deputy director of the factory, but Shi Jingming scolded him like he was scolding his grandson.

If he, Shi Jingming, didn't have a good father who could stand here as an equal to him at a young age of only 23, Shi Jingming would think he was tacky and look down on him, and he would still think Shi Jingming was unlucky.