Cheng Hui ordered 50,000 shoelaces and went to the nearest stop.
Enamel factory.
It mainly produces enamel basins, enamel cups, enamel spittoons and other enamel products.
As soon as you look at the door, you can tell that it is a large factory with thousands of people.
The entrance is grand, and you can see endless lines of factories inside.
Nowadays, in addition to porcelain, tableware for daily use is made of enamel, there are almost no stainless steel, and there are very few plastic ones.
A few years ago, if you wanted to buy a washbasin or spittoon with the red word "Happy" on it, you would have to bring your marriage certificate to buy it!
Otherwise they won't sell it to you.
In recent years, the output has increased slightly, but for ordinary rural families, having an enamel cup and enamel basin is something they can show off.
Cheng Hui came in a small car. The guard recognized the car and saw that it was a machine factory car. He sneaked over and opened the door and let her go without asking.
Lao Sun suddenly said: "It's broken! I should have put you farther away just now, and you can come over by yourself!"
Cheng Hui asked curiously: "What? Your factory has a grudge against them?"
"That's not the case. It's just that recently they wanted to change a set of old equipment from the 1950s into the most advanced imported equipment. They asked us to change it. Our master said that it couldn't be changed, so they stopped working.
"These laymen went to other people's factories and saw their new equipment. They thought it was simple. When they came back, they asked our factory to modify it for them. Is the machine so easy to modify?"
As Lao Sun was talking, he suddenly saw the smile on Cheng Hui's face and shut up instantly.
Others can't change it, but maybe this one can...
He had already driven to the door of the office building, and suddenly got out of the car and opened the door for Cheng Hui himself!
The director of the enamel factory who had seen his car coming out from upstairs a long time ago was stunned when they saw that it was not Zhao Daxing who got out of the car, but a little girl.
Zhao Daxing's daughter? I never heard that his daughter got married!
Lao Sun was very good at asking questions and introduced everyone: "This is an engineering engineer from Beijing. He just repaired our CNC machine tool!"
Everyone was shocked and looked at Cheng Hui with serious eyes.
"I heard that your imported machine tools have been repaired two days ago. He is an expert from the capital. I didn't expect that he is a young comrade! He is also a lesbian!"
"Come in quickly, please come in!"
The impatient person asked directly: "Is the master here to modify the machine for us?"
Cheng Hui did not mention that she was here to buy scrap metal, but smiled and said: "You have to see this to know."
"Let's go to the workshop!" Factory Director Song Xilai said excitedly.
Cheng Hui first took a look at his figure. He was very tall, over 1.8 meters tall. He was also very thin and had no beer belly.
He looks like he is in his 40s, with thick hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is full of energy and energy.
He looks very enterprising at first glance.
She likes career-minded people.
Cheng Hui went to the nearest billet making workshop with a few others.
As soon as Cheng Hui entered the house, he knew he had come to the right place.
Their first process is to cut the rectangular iron sheet into discs. This step will waste a lot of iron sheet.
The only thing that dissatisfied her was that the iron sheet was a bit thick, but it wasn't unusable. The thicker it was, the stronger it was.
She looked around and asked, "What kind of equipment do you want to change it to?"
"Like this." Song Xilai took out a few photos and handed them to her.
He took photos while out visiting.
Cheng Hui took a look and saw that it was a simple assembly line.
The iron sheet here enters the machine, and then it is automatically cut, made, and rolled.
Here’s the key point, after the iron billet is ready, the machine will automatically coat it!
Enameling is to coat the iron blank with glaze. Nowadays, the manual dipping method is commonly used.
Just put the blank in your hand into the glaze, take it out, and shake it!
The goal is to shake evenly.
But how is it possible? Not only is it not very even, but the glaze often sticks to places it shouldn't, resulting in a high defect rate.
The machine can't. Not only is it very even, it basically doesn't get the glaze from the outside into the inside.
Cheng Hui asked: "Do you paint by hand?"
"Look, experts can tell it at a glance!" Song Xilai praised it and asked hopefully: "Look, how can I change it?"
Cheng Hui stuffed the photo into his arms and said speechlessly: "The prerequisite for change is that there is something to change. Do you have a semi-finished machine for me to change? No. You want me to make something out of nothing!"
Several managers with an average age of over 40 laughed together.
Although people are rude in what they say, they are telling the truth...
The machines they have are just a few stamping machines, used for slicing and making blanks, and have nothing to do with enameling machines.
"Then there's nothing we can do about this matter?" Song Xilai said unwillingly.
"Take the photos and find a machine factory to customize a set." Cheng Hui said.
"This machine is imported and cannot be made domestically. Originally, I thought the Seventh Machinery Factory could do it, but they said it couldn't be done either." Song Xilai said, "Isn't there anything you can do?"
Since there is no similar machine in China, she knows what to do...
"There is no way." Cheng Hui said.
Song Xilai's eyes lit up: "Really? What can I do?"
"Making a complete assembly line requires numerical control technology. The Seventh Machinery Factory hasn't figured it out yet, so don't worry about it.
"But what you need most is a coating machine. You can separate it and make it into a small semi-manual machine. As long as it can realize automatic coating," Cheng Hui said.
"Yes, yes, that's it!" Song Xilai said in surprise.
Cheng Huizhen was right to the point. What he liked most was just the automatic coating machine in this assembly line!
Cheng Hui asked: "Do you have paper and pen?"
"Yes, yes." Someone immediately handed over a pen and paper.
Cheng Hui brushed and drew the exposed part of the automatic enameling machine in the photo just now and handed it to Song Xilai.
"Just go to the machine shop and ask them to make this small machine for you alone."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and left.
Still no mention of Ironhide.
This time she wasn't going to exchange the cake for the cake, she was going to let the other party beg her to accept it!
Song Xilai was happy for a long time while holding the drawings, and said to everyone: "Look, the expert is an expert. He drew the machine in one go! It looks really like it!"
Suddenly, a person next to me said: "I've drawn it, can you make it?"
Song Xilai's laughter stopped suddenly, he was stunned for a few seconds, and immediately asked someone to drive him to the machinery factory!
In the machinery factory, Zhao Daxing was accompanying Cheng Jianming to draw drawings.
He looked at Cheng Jianming's paintings.
The more I watch, the more I like it.
"When our factory builds welfare housing again, we will build it like this!" Zhao Daxing said.
Just as he was happy, he looked up and saw Song Xilai rushing in, and his brows suddenly furrowed.
This annoying guy who couldn't take enough advantage is here again!
How much does the assembly line they want to build cost? I heard that the Jingcheng Enamel Factory spent more than 1 million US dollars to buy it! More expensive than their CNC machines.
In the end, this annoying guy asked him to "modify" one, and he only wanted to spend 20,000 yuan!
All he wanted to say was: Get out!
As if he couldn't see Zhao Daxing's black face, Song Xilai took the drawing drawn by Cheng Hui and said:
"Just now, the engineers from your factory went to our factory and said that you can make a coating and enamelling machine by yourself. Let's do it like this."
"Which engineer in our factory who had his head kicked by a donkey said this? Whoever said it, who did you ask to do it..."
Zhao Daxing lowered his head and glanced at the drawings in front of him, and his voice stopped abruptly.
The drawings drawn by different people are also different. Although they are all kinds of lines, an expert can see the difference.
Zhao Daxing saw at a glance that it was painted by Cheng Hui, and immediately fell silent.
