Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

The air in the laboratory seemed to freeze. Liang Ranran looked at his father Liang Tingshan's calloused fingers hovering above the red button.

It took a full three hours from design drawing to actual assembly.

This hydraulic collecting valve group, which was urgently assembled by Yi Fangzhe's team, is now lying quietly on the test bench, with exposed pipelines entangled around the main equipment like a spider web.

"Get ready to start." The technical director's voice trembled slightly.

More than 30 engineers adjusted their goggles at the same time, and some subconsciously grabbed the arms of their colleagues.

Eight months of R&D investment and seven failed prototype tests of Yamaichi Heavy Industries now depend on this palm-sized silver component.

Liang Tingshan's Adam's apple rolled as he began to count down: "Three..."

The security warning light on the wall made his profile flicker.

"Two..." Yi Fangzhe suddenly noticed that his left hand was unconsciously tearing the corner of the experimental record book.

The moment everyone shouted "one" in unison, the buzzing sound of the equipment starting up startled the sparrows perched outside the window.

The pointers of twenty-seven pressure gauges vibrated simultaneously, and the conveyor belt carrying three tons of steel climbed at a constant speed.

When the steel stopped precisely at the marking point 15 meters above the ground, the green light on the console suddenly lit up.

The female engineer who had been holding her colleague's arm suddenly felt weak in the knees and fell to the ground. She looked up at the conveyor robot arm running at a constant speed, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

"The measured error is 0.03 mm!" The quality inspection team leader's hoarse roar set off the laboratory.

Liang Ranran saw her usually serious father knock over his coffee cup when he turned around, and he didn't even notice the dark brown liquid spreading on the drawing.

Yi Fangzhe suddenly shouted at the ventilation duct. No one could hear what he was shouting, but everyone followed him and raised their arms and waved them wildly.

In the corner, the chief designer was shaking violently with his face buried in his palms. On the notebook spread out in front of him, the words "193rd Improvement Plan" were blurred by water droplets.

The workshop was filled with a jubilant atmosphere.

Liang Tingshan grasped Zhou Qi's wrist with his rough hand, his voice trembling: "Mr. Zhou, thanks to your foresight, we are..."

The words suddenly got stuck on his lips, and the old engineer's glasses became foggy.

Zhou Qi patted the other person's hand and said, "The core technologies were all developed by our team. I just proposed a few ideas."

He glanced at the mountain of experimental record books piled up in the corner. Those curled edges bore witness to more than thirty days of sleepless efforts.

At the technical seminar that was still tense five hours ago, it was the three key lines drawn by Zhou Qi on the circuit board design that made Yi Fangzhe, who had been trapped in the laboratory for two weeks, suddenly stand up and slam the table.

At this moment, this technical backbone is surrounded by seven or eight young researchers, and his notebook is filled with Zhou Qi's cutting-edge ideas about intelligent sensing.

"Yigong, you are really a blessing to our team!"

Liang Tingshan turned around and held Yi Fangzhe's hand, but found that the other's fingertips were still stained with rosin solder.

Yi Fangzhe waved his hands and backed away, almost knocking over the takeout boxes piled up behind him - they had been eating and sleeping next to the testing table these days.

With the breakthrough of the technical bottleneck, the nerves that had been tense for more than a month finally relaxed.

I don't know who blew the whistle first, the young technicians threw their safety helmets into the air, and the sound of metal collision and cheers echoed under the dome of the workshop.

Liang Tingshan wiped his face and suddenly picked up the phone: "Book the largest private room in the Yingbin Building! Bring all the 20-year-old wines you have collected!"

The restaurant was brightly lit in the twilight, and the three tables that could accommodate fifteen people were all occupied.

There were seven or eight empty wine glasses in front of Zhou Qi. The head of the R&D team came over with all the team members to express his gratitude for the third time: "Mr. Zhou's modular solution has opened the door to a new world for us."

Before he finished speaking, Yi Fangzhe interrupted him and said, "The key is the data closed loop proposed by President Zhou, which has improved the stability of the system by three orders of magnitude!"

As the wine flowed, Liang Tingshan took out the prepared envelope and said, "Every member of the Jingshan team will receive a 50,000 yuan technical dividend!"

The cheers startled the waiter so much that he almost dropped the decanter.

The financial director leaned close to him and whispered, "Mr. Liang, the account..."

"Deduct it from my equity!" The old engineer tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass. The blue veins on his neck trembled as he swallowed.

When he turned to the main table, he found Zhou Qi squatting in the corner of the box, using a toothpick to draw schematic diagrams on the tablecloth for several young technicians. The snow-white cloth was already covered with scribbled circuit symbols.

Yi Fangzhe stumbled into the crowd, his tie hanging askew around his neck: "Don't...don't fight with me! I'll fill this bottle for Mr. Zhou myself!"

His flushed face shone with oil under the chandelier, and on his cuff was the multimeter probe that he never took off.

The wine glass swayed slightly in the air. Yi Fangzhe's cheeks were red from the alcohol, but his eyes were fixed firmly on Zhou Qi standing opposite him:

"Mr. Zhou, this cup must be toasted to you. It's strange to say, every time I discuss technical routes with you, I can always collide with unexpected sparks!"

"The dual-track verification scheme you proposed last time..."

Yi Fangzhe stroked the rim of the cup with his index finger: "Not only did it shorten the experimental cycle by 40%, it also allowed us to break free from the shackles of traditional thinking."

The light reflected from the glass jumped on his glasses: "Now that the core parameters have exceeded the critical value, the entire industry chain has come alive!"

Zhou Qi gently spun the burgundy glass, and the wine rippled amber in the warm light: "Mr. Yi, you are too kind. As an equipment supplier, we are just converting the technical blueprint into a commercial product.

It is you, a practical expert, who is truly solving the nano-level sealing problem in the laboratory.”

"Take this breakthrough hydraulic synchronization system as an example."

The bottom of the cup tapped the table, making a crisp sound. "Although we have temporarily gotten rid of our reliance on imported parts, we want to completely break the technical blockade of the arm length..."

His eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife: "The arrogant looks of those foreign engineers at the negotiation table, Mr. Yi should be more familiar with them than I am, right?"

Yi Fangzhe's knuckles suddenly turned white. At last year's Munich exhibition, the German engineer's mocking words "Your steel will never reach 42 meters" echoed in his ears again.

He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, but the burning feeling in his throat made him unusually sober.

Zhou Qi caught the flash of fire in the other party's eyes and brought up the key issue at the right time: "I heard that Sany is developing a fully electronically controlled hydraulic valve group?"

He paused deliberately, looking at Yi Fangzhe's spine that straightened subconsciously: "If we can combine your dynamic compensation algorithm, perhaps we can really make the boom break the 50-meter mark."

The king crab on the glass turntable gradually cooled down, but the conversation between the two became more heated.

When talking about the record of concrete pumping height, Yi Fangzhe suddenly took out his notebook, and the scribbled formulas and construction drawings intertwined into a blueprint for the future under the warm yellow light.

Liang Tingshan silently refilled the decanter with Cabernet Sauvignon, a smile on his face.

He noticed that Yi Fangzhe's engineer badge had been pinned on Sany's work clothes at some point, the silver badge representing the chief researcher of a certain research institute.