Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

After the other people left, the group leader couldn't hide his curiosity:

“Mr. Zhou, although it’s presumptuous, I must ask you. You are not a professional but you always get to the point.

You seem to always find a way out of the technical difficulties that have troubled us for months. If this plan is successful, your contribution will be significant!"

Zhou Qi smiled calmly: "Don't worry, Mr. Liang, this improvement plan is completely independent and innovative, and there is no patent dispute.

I have been involved in equipment operation and maintenance in real estate projects, and happened to have seen similar valve technology in an overseas journal, so I discussed some ideas with Yigong. ”

This light-hearted explanation obviously couldn't dispel the other party's doubts, but when he saw Zhou Qi's cell phone ringing at the right time, Liang Tingshan tactfully stopped talking.

Du Qianqian's clear voice came from the receiver: "How is the Beijing project going? The province has just approved the planning of the new district and is waiting for you to come back to sign the cooperation agreement."

Zhou Qi looked at the people working at their desks in the workshop and said, "The core technology is about to be broken through. I will return as soon as I finish this."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at the design drawing that was gradually taking shape in the factory.

As a time traveler, he knows better than anyone the industrial changes that this technological breakthrough will bring.

The Southland project is the main battlefield!

Zhou Qi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the Jingshi Hotel, watching the sycamore leaves falling for the fifth time.

When it fell to the ground five days ago, the branches were still dotted with tender buds, but now the leaves are already tinged with a faint golden edge.

Yi Fangzhe's voice came from the phone pressed against my ear: "Give me six hours, and I will definitely be able to come up with an improved plan..."

Zhou Qi tapped his knuckles unconsciously on the windowsill and finally said, "Book an early flight tomorrow."

Liang Tingshan's hand holding the teacup rippled, and the bottom of the cup hit the mahogany table with a dull sound:

"Mr. Zhou, why don't you stay a few more days? I've been asking you to help with technical problems these days, and I haven't even had time to hold a celebration party."

His eyes behind the lenses swept across the table full of technical drawings, and his throat tightened as if he had swallowed sandpaper - the core data was still locked in the USB flash drive that Zhou Qi brought.

"I remember the abalone rice at the Four Seasons Hotel in Beijing."

Zhou Qi smiled and unbuttoned the second button of his shirt, revealing the faint burn scar on his collarbone: "When Mr. Liang's production line is successfully debugged, I will bring the entire engineering team to eat the big customers."

With a hearty laugh, Liang Tingshan suddenly held down the other party's hand as he was packing up the documents: "Mr. Zhou, you must accept the 40% equity interest in Sanyi Heavy Industry."

The air stagnated for three seconds.

Zhou Qi took out a pen and drew a bifurcated tree diagram on the note: "20% of the hidden shares are enough, and the remaining 20% ​​will be split to the technology research and development center."

The pen tip stopped heavily at a certain point: "10% of it will be transferred to Mr. Gao of Dinghua Real Estate."

"This……"

Liang Tingshan stared at the gradually fading ink on the note, as if he saw countless gears meshing and turning on the paper: "What is the connection between Gao Qingliang and the hydraulic system transformation?"

"Not now."

Zhou Qi put the pen back into his suit pocket. The metal pen cap shone coldly under the light. "But three months later, the port built by Dinghua will need thirty customized cranes."

There was a constant sound of metal colliding outside the workshop. Zhou Qi leaned against the iron door and looked at the busy production line: "Lao Liang, are you really willing to let Yi Gong go?"

Liang Tingshan's hand, which was taking out a cigarette, paused, and the sparks flickered in the twilight.

Doesn't he want to keep that technology fanatic?

He visited the thatched cottage seven times in three months, and the threshold of Yi Fangzhe's studio was almost broken by him.

In the end, if Zhou Qi hadn't come with two bottles of Fenjiu, the stubborn old man would not even have wanted to enter the workshop.

"Mr. Zhou, do you have any good ideas?" Liang Tingshan blew out a smoke ring and caught a glimpse of the sharp light flashing in the young man's eyes.

“Technology R&D Center.”

Zhou Qi drew a blueprint on the rusty pipe with his fingers: "It is an independent legal entity, specializing in patent research and development. As the parent company, Yamaichi Heavy Industry only holds shares but does not interfere."

Before he finished speaking, Yi Fangzhe's voice scolding the technician was heard in the distance, and the two looked at each other and smiled - the old scholar's eyes would definitely light up when he heard the words "pure research and development".

Liang Tingshan stroked the oil stains on the wrench and suddenly realized something: "The patent for the drag pump..."

“Nature is at the center of technology.”

Zhou Qi took out a pen and wrote down the equity ratio on the back of the cigarette box: "I will take 40% to build the team, Shanyi will keep 50%, and the remaining 10% will be used as a sunshade for President Gao."

The tip of the pen tapped heavily on the three words "Gao Qingliang", and Liang Tingshan suddenly realized that the confidentiality agreement that Bai Qinghong sent his secretary to deliver that night was already part of the young man's plan.

The workshop suddenly cheered, and Yi Fangzhe rushed out holding the blueprint: "It's done! The plunger stroke is shortened by three centimeters!"

The old engineer had engine oil on his face, but he was more excited than if he was holding the certificate.

Liang Tingshan looked at Zhou Qi who was surrounded by the crowd, and suddenly remembered the saying his father often said: The real dragon is always hidden in the clouds.

After nearly six hours of intensive work, Yi Fangzhe's fingertips finally moved away from the last drawing.

He leaned back in a folding chair, beads of sweat still condensed on his forehead, but his pupils were surprisingly bright.

At this moment, the iron door of the workshop was slammed open, and Liang Tingshan rushed in with the technical team. His eyes suddenly froze when he swept across the drawings spread on the ground.

"It's done!" Someone shouted, and everyone gathered around in an instant.

Liang Tingshan picked up the design drawing of the main control valve with trembling hands. The lines with wet ink glowed faintly under the ceiling light.

He was shocked to discover that each parameter precisely corresponded to the theoretical model proposed by Zhou Qi, and the originally complex hydraulic circuit was simplified into three modular components.

"This... this was reconstructed using a topological algorithm?"

Technical team leader Wang Gong suddenly pointed at a certain place and gasped.

The calculation area in the lower right corner of the drawing is densely packed with matrix equations, which transform the nonlinear problems of traditional hydraulic systems into algebraic problems.

Yi Fangzhe barely stood up after hearing this and explained in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Zhou gave me the inspiration to reversely deduce using the fluid-solid coupling theory..."

Liang Tingshan suddenly turned around and held the engineer's cold hand, only to find that the other's palms were covered with red marks from being burned by the plotter.

There were seven empty coffee cans scattered in the corner, and the modeling software on the computer screen had seventeen computing threads running.

"Let Yi Gong rest first..." He was interrupted before he could finish his words.

Yi Fangzhe suddenly grabbed the laser pen on the workbench, and the beam drew a jumping red dot on the projection screen:

"Look at this damping coefficient. The variable cross-section design suggested by Mr. Zhou completely avoids turbulent mutations. The measured pressure resistance has at least increased..."

Suddenly, a metallic collision sound was heard in the workshop. Zhou Qi was bending over to debug the 3D printed valve core prototype, and the precision milling cutter moved like a pen in his hand.

When the titanium alloy component with a cold glow was lifted up, everyone held their breath at the same time - the error between the actual object and the drawing was no more than 5 microns.

"Start the fatigue test immediately!" Liang Tingshan's voice trembled.

He noticed that Yi Fangzhe quietly hid his trembling right hand in the pocket of his work clothes, but still insisted on checking the coordinate parameters in front of the CNC machine tool.

At this moment, the night sky outside the window has turned pale, but the roar of metal in the workshop is becoming more and more intense, as if playing an industrial concerto.