Siheyuan: I can integrate everything!

Even if the tire is violently damaged,

It can still sustain driving at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour for more than half an hour, which is enough to reach a safe area.

"This safety standard and design surpasses any existing armored vehicle model." Wan Xingbang was very satisfied.

The armored vehicle it created is equipped with a state-of-the-art control system that requires eighty special chips to fully operate.

From the perspective of safety,

He equipped this type of armored vehicle with a dual operating system. On the one hand, it is controlled by a special chip.

It can realize all functions and is easy to use; the other group is a fully mechanical control system.

If a chip abnormality occurs, it can be switched to manual control mode to retain only the most basic functions of the armored vehicle. The dual operating system improves vehicle reliability.

After completing the inspection of the confidential factory, he went to visit the lithography machine production line.

No one is allowed to approach without permission.

Wanxingbang does not have to worry about these problems.

The security guard knew him, so all he had to do was scan his face.

"So, how is the current chip production progress?" Wan Xingbang asked.

"We have manufactured 91 finished chips so far, 82 of which have passed inspection, with a pass rate of 90%!" The production director seemed very excited.

Before leaving, Wan Xingbang had said that if the pass rate could reach about 85%, formal production could be started. At present, the pass rate has reached 90%.

When he left the workshop, it was the workers' time to get off work. "I haven't been home for a long time!"

Wan Xingbang remembered that he had been concentrating on manufacturing lithography machines and developing armored vehicles during this period. He had been in the factory for four consecutive days and it was time to go home and recuperate.

Have a nice meal, change your clothes and relax.

When I left the factory on my motorcycle, I noticed many workers talking and laughing.

\"After successfully producing the lithography machine, the next goal should be to improve the professional ability of the workers.\"

\"Rolling mills should move towards specialization and specialize in high-precision technology.\"

"The quality requirements for staff have also increased, and the minimum requirement is a junior high school education."

"Liu Haizhong, Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dongxu and others all have a certain technical background, but unfortunately they have not received enough school education."

"Even if they stay, they will only be low-level employees."

\"Even Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level pliers master with superb skills, can no longer be as highly regarded as before.\"

With precision machine tools and special chips, only a toolmaker with a technical level of level 2 can now make parts that used to require craftsmen with a technical level of level 8. " This touched Wan Xingbang deeply.

To move forward on the path of precision technology, transformation and upgrading are inevitable. Any worker who is willing to pursue progress must either have a good cultural background or need additional training to improve himself. Wan Xingbang drove away on his motorcycle, leaving the street full of amazement.

"Hey, what are you showing off?" "He just has a motorcycle." Jia Dongxu said a little sourly.

He also wanted to have such a striking moment, but unfortunately - Wan Xingbang's motorcycle was not an ordinary one. Even if he had enough money, he probably couldn't buy such a mount. And for him, even if he had money, he couldn't own such a motorcycle, not to mention that he was penniless now.

Liu Haizhong also saw this scene.

The unique style of the motorcycle was too hard to ignore. Yi Zhonghai felt a little uneasy. "Dongxu, the situation is not good, we have to leave here quickly."

A chill crept up his spine and into his heart, and Yi Zhonghai involuntarily touched his trouser pocket.

"What's going on?"

Jia Dongxu seemed a little confused about all this.

"Have you forgotten? Your mother has been looking for trouble with Wan Xingbang," Yi Zhonghai reminded him. Of course, he was not against Jia's mother looking for trouble with Wan Xingbang. The key was to ensure that his own rights and interests were not damaged. Wan Xingbang was too decisive. He would ask for thousands or even hundreds of dollars in compensation at any time, which was exactly the amount they could not afford. Every time he asked for compensation, it almost emptied his pockets. This had already made him terrified.

Suddenly, with a "snap" sound, Jia Dongxu slapped his thigh heavily.

"I remember." He said hurriedly:

"Master, please go slowly. I have to go back and keep an eye on my mother!" As he said that, he started to run quickly.

"Oh, Mother Jia, please don't cause any trouble."

"That time, because Banggun stole money, I paid Wan Xingbang 1000 yuan. I saved that thousand yuan from my own pocket, and it hurts like a knife in my heart!"

"If this happens a few more times, I won't have any money left for my retirement."

Even though Yi Zhonghai wanted to follow Jia Dongxu.

But in the end I stayed.

After all, we are no longer young.

Although I can still run, I will never reach the courtyard.

At this time, in front of the courtyard.

Yan Fugui had just got off work. After putting his belongings away and drinking some water, he temporarily took over the task of guarding the three aunts.

Just as he stood firm, the sound of a motorcycle suddenly broke the silence.

"Look, Xingbang is back home!"

"I heard that he has not been home for three or four days. I heard that he has been busy studying new things all day."

"He's back today. I guess his new research project has come to an end. I'm curious about what wonderful things he will create!"

"Alas, I want to ask clearly but I can't ask - many of Xingbang's research and development projects are highly confidential. If I'm not careful, I might get into trouble with the police."

In response to this, Yan Fugui sighed helplessly.

Looking at his returning son - Yan Jieqiao, he felt mixed emotions.

If he could have even one tenth of Wan Xingbang's innovation, his Yan family would be able to reverse its decline! However...

His academic performance was not ideal, not to mention high school, and it would be difficult for him to get into a professional school.

"Xingbang, are you back?"

When he saw Wan Xingbang, Yan Fugui greeted him with a smile.

However, when he stepped into the door, he heard footsteps coming from behind. It was Jia Dongxu who was running towards the courtyard. He was even one step ahead of Wan Xingbang.

"Mom, where is Qin Huairu?" When Jia Dongxu returned home, he found that not everyone was there.

There was no sign of Qin Huairu nor any small stall.

"She went to buy food rations." Mother Jia replied.

Jia Dongxu nodded slightly.

He stood in front of Lady Jia, deliberately blocking her sight and preventing her from seeing Wan Xingbang's return. Only after Wan Xingbang left their sight did Jia Dongxu slowly relax.

"Ouch, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach. I wanted to go to the toilet before leaving work, but I couldn't go."

As he spoke, Jia Dongxu turned and walked towards the toilet.

At this time, Yi Zhonghai returned to Sifangyuan.

"Uncle Yi, it looks like Grandmother Jia is going to cause trouble again."

"She went to the backyard several times this morning, four times this afternoon, and seven times today alone."

"Obviously she wants to take revenge on Wan Xingbang, but there's no way she can beat Wan Xingbang, so she'll have to pay compensation in the end." "We don't have much reserve money left, you have to think about how many times we have to help the Jia family?" An aunt reminded Yi Zhonghai.

It would definitely not be good if Jia's mother always went to that place. Yi Zhonghai nodded in agreement.

In the backyard.

After returning home, Wan Xingbang changed his clothes, washed his face, and was just about to prepare dinner when a short and fat man rushed into his door.

That person is Grandmother Jia! Ha!

Wan Xingbang couldn't help but laugh.

Grandmother Jia had shaved her hair, and her head was shiny and bald. The skin where the medicine was applied had a different color, making her look like a funny clown.

"You...how come you are still in the mood to laugh?" Wan Xingbang was laughing. Grandmother Jia seemed to be bullied.

“Does it have anything to do with you?”

In fact, Wan Xingbang had a premonition earlier that after Jia's mother was discharged from the hospital, she would definitely cause some trouble, either for herself or for Bang Geng.

At this time,

Uncle Xu came out of the house to join in the fun. Uncle Liu and his family also gathered around, and even the hard-of-hearing old lady hobbled over with her crutches.

They all understood that this time, Lady Jia was obviously here to settle accounts with Wan Xingbang. They all wanted to see how she would be brought down.

Because they know clearly in their hearts,

With Lady Jia's ability, it is impossible for her to compete with Wan Xingbang.

I came here just to cause trouble!

"Humph... I'm not willing to share the same opinion with you!"

"Wan Xingbang, you better hand over my son's money! This is Bang Geng's property, it shouldn't be yours. How can you still have the nerve to occupy it?"

She stretched out her hands to ask for money.

"Aunt Jia, the funds returned by the police station are mine. They originally belonged to my master but were stolen by Bang Geng. So they should naturally return to me. Why should I give them to you?" Wan Xingbang sneered.

"Then there is something wrong with your statement."

"Even though the money was originally taken from you by Bang Geng, Uncle Yi has already compensated you the corresponding amount."

"Since the corresponding compensation has been received, the money my son took out has naturally become his property, so if the police recover it, it should of course be handed over to me."

Grandmother Jia has her own logic theory.

"Auntie, isn't this the robber's theory?"

"Bang Geng took the master's property, so of course he should return the money to his master. Why would he give it to you?"

At this moment, Ah Zhu stood out from the crowd and supported Wan Xingbang's position.

In the crowd, Boss Xu stared at Wan Xingbang with a flash of jealousy in his eyes. He then glanced at Lady Jia, his eyes also revealing hatred.

The deep hatred he harbored towards Wan Xingbang was because he believed that he had stolen his wife.

At the same time, Ping ** always scolded Lady Jia harshly, but Uncle Yi always sided with Lady Jia, so that she did not dare to talk back even when she was humiliated by them.

"What's the point of just talking nonsense? "

"Fight!" "It's better to have a good fight!"

"Let Wan Xingbang kick Jia Zhang's legs and then let Jia Zhang tear Wan Xingbang's face to pieces and give him a**!"

Xu Damao gritted his teeth and kept shouting this thought in his heart.