Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

He paused here deliberately, his eyes sweeping over Liang Tingshan's trembling fingertips: "If the technology is developed successfully, we can build a moat; if we fail..."

He rolled his throat twice: "Ten Shanyi Heavy Industries can't fill that hole."

Yi Fangzhe's teacup stopped in mid-air, and a few drops of tea splashed out.

Liang Tingshan was on pins and needles at the moment. Was this story too outrageous?

But seeing the look Zhou Qi gave him, he could only bite the bullet and reply, "I just signed those damn contracts this morning, and the ink isn't even dry yet. How about I ask my secretary to bring them over?"

"No need!"

Yi Fangzhe suddenly slammed the table and stood up, causing the glass fruit plate on the coffee table to clink.

The engineer, who usually had a cold face, had red eyes and grabbed Liang Tingshan's hand: "Boss Liang, Boss Liang, I was too old and my eyes were blurry to see you wrongly!"

Liang Tingshan was dragged to his feet and staggered. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Zhou Qi lowering his head and pretending to cough, his shoulders shaking suspiciously.

He quickly adjusted his expression and put on a vicissitudes of life tone: "Mr. Yi, you don't know, I couldn't sleep all night.

The R&D center building was mortgaged to the bank half a year ago, and the financial director has submitted his resignation letter three times. "

This emotional performance completely broke Yi Fangzhe's defense. He refilled the tea for the two people with trembling hands, and did not even notice the boiling water pouring on the edge of the cup:

"I should have thought of it earlier! When you stayed awake for three days and three nights at the mining accident site, I should have known that you were not a profit-seeking businessman!"

Zhou Qi covered the corners of his mouth with a teacup. Seeing Liang Tingshan's ears gradually turning red, he thought that he was really moved by this boss.

When Yi Fangzhe took out his treasured drawings, he knew that the show was almost certain to succeed.

"Mr. Liang, look at this..."

Yi Fangzhe's fingertips slid across the precise design drawing: "As long as we solve the sealing problem of this hydraulic valve, our shield machine will be able to..."

As dusk deepened outside the window, the shadows of three people intertwined on the wall to form a leaping totem.

No one noticed that Liang Tingshan's foot was quietly kicking Zhou Qi's calf under the coffee table - it was time to end the show, otherwise it would be exposed if it continued.

Yi Fangzhe suddenly broke free from Liang Tingshan's pull and slapped his wrinkled notebook on his chest: "I have been working hard in the workshop every day for the past three months, and I finally figured out some tricks."

His bloodshot eyes flashed with excitement and his knuckles tapped on the cover, making a loud noise.

Liang Tingshan was knocked back half a step by this sudden enthusiasm, and when he picked up the notebook, it was like holding a hot porcelain just out of the kiln.

He squinted at the page full of scribbles. The crooked marking lines seemed to be tap dancing. This was not a technical note but a doodle diary from a mental hospital.

"Look at this... this innovative solution..."

Liang Tingshan tried to maintain a professional tone and his thumb quickly flicked through the pages, making a rustling sound, but in fact he couldn't even make out a hydraulic symbol.

Yi Fangzhe suddenly collapsed on the toolbox like a deflated ball, and hit the back of his head heavily on the metal cabinet: "I tried more than twenty kinds of materials and improved the pump and valve structure..."

He picked up the wrench and gestured in the air: "But it always feels like there's a layer of frosted glass between us, just one step away from the final touch."

A clear voice suddenly sounded from the corner: "Maybe we can change the track?"

Zhou Qi stood next to the conveyor belt without knowing when, and tapped the "Heavenly Book" in Liang Tingshan's arms with his fingertips.

When the notebook smelling of motor oil was handed to him, Zhou Qi's eyes fixed on a scribbled mark:

"Yi Gong wants to break through the conveying height by optimizing the hydraulic system? But since the other party has blocked the core patent..."

He suddenly turned the notebook 180 degrees, and the mechanical arm drawn by the pen instantly turned into a leaping cheetah.

The two engineers' eyes widened at the same time. Zhou Qi used a ballpoint pen to draw on the blank space: "Why not link the hydraulic device with the intelligent control system? It's like installing synapses on the robot arm."

As the pen tip moved, the originally chaotic sketch emerged into a three-dimensional transmission network.

Yi Fangzhe suddenly snatched the notebook and stroked the newly drawn circuit diagram with trembling fingers: "Parallel sensor module! Why didn't I think of it..."

He grabbed the cutting knife and was about to rush towards the machine tool, but Liang Tingshan grabbed his arm tightly.

"Yigong! That's precision equipment imported from Germany!"

Yi Fangzhe's hand holding the pen suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he stared at the drawing with burning eyes: "We must fight to the end against the key technology that is blocking our way abroad?"

Zhou Qi closed the notebook filled with deduction formulas and tapped the table with his fingertips: "Instead of going deep into a single field alone, it is better to reconstruct the entire technical framework."

The incandescent light bulbs in the conference room hummed slightly. The "Yamaichi Heavy Industry Technology Research Progress Chart" hanging on the wall showed that the development of the hydraulic system had been stagnant for 137 days.

The failed hydraulic valve test last year forced the R&D team to turn to an overall transformation plan.

Liang Tingshan flipped through the yellowed experimental record book, and the pen ink left a dark blob on the entry "The 43rd hydraulic seal test failed".

The old engineer, who had experienced three technological iterations, suddenly looked up and said, "Back then, we tried to make a breakthrough in hydraulic independence..."

“It’s like carving an internal combustion engine with an embroidery needle.”

Zhou Qi took over the conversation: "When each subsystem is constraining each other, local optimization will fall into an endless loop."

Yi Fangzhe suddenly stood up, and the swivel chair made a harsh sound on the ground.

He walked quickly to the whiteboard and drew a big circle on the hydraulic schematic with a blue marker: "If we change the control center from pure mechanical to electronically controlled..."

"Like installing intelligent nerves on a robotic arm?" Liang Tingshan adjusted his reading glasses, his voice trembling slightly.

"Exactly!"

Yi Fangzhe's pen tip moved quickly on the whiteboard, drawing a series of lightning symbols: "Hydraulics provide power, electricity is responsible for precise control, and the computer corrects the parameters in real time."

His handwriting became increasingly illegible, until he broke the entire marker.

Zhou Qi handed over the tablet computer at the right time: "I know several algorithm teams. The industrial control system they developed just won the National Innovation Award."

"Contact now!"

Yi Fangzhe pulled off the sleeves of his ink-stained shirt and said, "Liang, please prepare the hydraulic test bench for the No. 3 laboratory. I need to redesign the pressure feedback module."

Liang Tingshan rubbed his hands excitedly: "Engineer Yi, have you agreed to help lead the project?"

"Don't use the word 'help.'"

Yi Fangzhe grabbed the work jacket draped over the back of the chair and said, "Twenty years ago, my teacher said that technological breakthroughs are never charity, but the destiny of engineers."

When the buzzing sound of equipment startup came from the corridor, Zhou Qi looked at the circled hydraulic system diagram on the whiteboard, and a barely perceptible arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

In a parallel universe, this plan, which has been revised repeatedly, is now transforming from a prophecy into a blueprint.

"I will go all out to overcome the technical bottleneck as soon as possible."

Yi Fangzhe looked out the window with a determined gaze, his Adam's apple trembling slightly.