The machine was carefully lifted onto the truck, then covered with canvas, and then covered with a red cloth... and taken to the enamel factory.
As a result, a problem was discovered.
This machine grasps the body very stably, and there is no problem with enameling. The rotation speed is neither too fast nor too slow, and the glaze is applied evenly.
The green body is placed neatly and neatly.
As soon as you let go, the glaze-coated body fell to the ground...
The person next to me didn't catch it and got the glaze on his hand.
Before, people had to put the green body into its hands.
Everyone was a little dumbfounded, what should we do?
Cheng Hui smiled and said: "It's very simple. Just make two more conveyor belts. The rhythm of the conveyor belts must keep up with the rhythm of the robotic arm picking up and putting down."
These are all machines she has seen in her previous life. Anyone who uses this kind of machine for painting has a matching semi-assembly line.
But everything is easier said than done. For people who have never seen it before, it is too difficult to clear away the fog in front of them and make the idea in their minds.
Song Xilai now had no doubts about Cheng Hui and immediately said: "Mr. Cheng, I'm sorry to trouble you!"
He rubbed his hands nervously. In this little journey, if you don't see the rabbit, you won't let go of the hawk. I wonder what kind of big mouth will be made this time?
As a result, Cheng Hui said: "I also know that this thing is not as simple as I said. Even if it is handed over to a machinery factory that specializes in conveyor belts, they will have to study it for several months to find the rhythm.
"But now that my eldest brother is here, he can do everything. A conveyor belt is nothing to him! Right, eldest brother?"
Cheng Hui looked back at Cheng Rui.
Although Cheng Rui is a straight man, he has watched his sister grow from a baby to a big girl since he was a child.
He could tell what her expression meant.
Although he was a little shy and wanted to deny it, Cheng Rui still nodded and said nothing.
"Give my brother another three or two days, he will definitely be able to do it." Cheng Hui said.
Everyone can see it, you can do it, right?
Although Cheng Rui didn't say anything, he was a down-to-earth young man. His embarrassment was written all over his face, and they were not blind.
This little Cheng... thinks about her elder brother and tries to put money on her elder brother's face. She is such a good sister!
Of course, this Cheng Rui is not incompetent. Every stroke on the drawing was drawn by him. When everyone asked if there was anything they didn't understand during assembly, he could explain it clearly.
He is also a level person.
Everyone immediately praised the brothers and sisters.
After Song Xilai made some insinuations and determined that Cheng Hui didn't want any benefits this time, her little concern for her suddenly disappeared.
He is a good factory manager who is dedicated to his employees. After all employees have welfare housing, he has nothing else to ask for~
He must learn this awareness!
"It's getting late, I'm going home." Cheng Hui looked at the sky outside and said.
"No, let's leave after dinner!" Song Xilai said, "I'll drive you back then!"
Cheng Hui said: "We still have to go home and draw. We should go back early and start early, otherwise we will have to stay up all night again."
Song Xilai suddenly felt bad. How could he thank her?
There is nothing in their factory, only some pots and bowls. The big engineers from the capital will definitely look down on them.
Cheng Hui paused when he walked to the door, pointed to a pile of enamel basins in the corner of the workshop and said, "Director Song, are those your defective products?
"The employees of our food factory heard that I have been visiting you these days and asked me to bring them some defective products back. How do you sell these defective products?"
"Defective product? Do you look down on your uncle?" Song Xilai shouted to the side:
"Come here! Pick up a truck of enamel basins, enamel cups, and enamel spittoons for Engineer Cheng. Whatever our factory has, we will load it on the truck for Engineer Cheng!"
Cheng Hui...What is this? Uncle Jilai?
Then she accepted it.
"Uncle, this won't work, it really won't work! It doesn't comply with the rules. You all know the qualified products, so you have to pay for them." Cheng Hui was adamant and wanted defective products.
They all work the same.
Or if it falls to the ground, it will be the same.
There is absolutely no need for Song Xilai to return the favor for such a trivial matter!
Song Xilai reluctantly compromised and asked someone to pick out the best defective products for Cheng Hui.
Zhao Daxing watched helplessly as Cheng Hui gained another cousin...
Will this work? Wouldn't his eldest niece's energy be taken away again?
He wants to be the first cousin!
"Xiao Hui, I forgot to tell you something. The workers in our factory say your Wei Feng cake is so delicious, they still want to order it."
He gritted his teeth and said, "Another order of 50,000!"
The enamel machine was ready right away. After a few more days of testing, he could report it to the boss.
He could imagine how satisfied his superiors would be when they saw his expression during the year-end meeting in a few days~
"Xiao Song, have you ordered the cake?" Zhao Daxing asked.
Song Xilai...
Before he could speak, a group of workers nearby who were helping to pick out defective products couldn't help but speak:
"Why do the workers in the machinery factory enjoy so much happiness? We ordered 5 before, right? Now we have ordered 5 more!"
"Rich and wealthy!"
"Our factory didn't order any cakes, so our factory used scrap metal to exchange for several cakes. How many cakes were exchanged in total?"
"I don't know, I haven't seen it anyway."
"There are only a few of them, and the leader Xuan... is divided. How can we ordinary workers get a share?"
"That's right, that cake is too expensive and our factory can't afford it."
"Everyone, please stop talking and don't embarrass Director Song."
Cheng Hui leaned on Cheng Rui's arm, and the brother and sister laughed tremblingly.
Song Xilai was so angry that her face turned black: "What are you talking about cross talk here? If you want, just say so, don't be so weird! Did I say I won't make a decision for you?"
“I was so focused on ordering machines for the factory that I didn’t care!
"Isn't it just a few cakes? Let's order them now. We will also order... 50,000 cakes."
"Long live the factory director!"
"Director, you are so kind!"
"Is it really decided for us?"
"We also want handbags! Can you give us a few more handbags?" a female employee said to Cheng Hui.
As Cheng Hui expected, the kraft paper bag containing the Wei Feng cake became popular.
Is that a tote bag? No, that's a symbol of wealth!
At the department store, only those who buy 10 at a time will get a handbag.
So this tote bag represents 10 dollars.
Show off, this is an attribute that 99% of people have.
In the past, they showed off their watches, bikes and TV sets.
But the cost of these things is too great.
Now this handbag has become the most cost-effective display item.
Many young people bite the bullet and buy cakes, or put together cakes, just for a handbag!
You carry it today, I will carry it tomorrow!
The sales volume of Weifeng cakes in the past few days has been between 5,000 and 6,000, and the sales have stopped at 10 am.
An order of 100,000 yuan came in all of a sudden, but Cheng Hui refused.
