22 Zhao Yong is back
Until he left Qiangfeng Processing Factory, Zhao Feifei's mind was still confused.
While driving, she suddenly asked:
"Boss, why are you so awesome? You even know chemistry."
Lin Feng smiled calmly, stretched out his index finger, and replied seriously: "It's actually very simple. Read more books, read more newspapers, eat less snacks, and sleep more."
Zhao Feifei was shocked and stopped asking.
She understood that this was Lin Feng's joke.
In fact, the reason why Lin Feng knows chemistry is because when he built the mecha, he didn't have the money to buy hot weapons. Although he thought it was suitable to kill monsters and cold weapons, who would refuse long-range hot weapons?
So Lin Feng wanted to go the wrong way and developed several chemical sample weapons.
Before the chemical weapons were refuted, I accidentally became an expert in chemistry.
After a long silence, Zhao Feifei suddenly asked: "Boss, can I learn how to build a mecha from you?"
Lin Feng was stunned, "Are you serious?"
"Yes!" Zhao Feifei nodded affirmatively.
"Okay, you first study mechanical industry, quantum mechanics, mecha structure, neurological science, electronic components, physical mechanics, materials science..."
Before Lin Feng finished speaking, Zhao Feifei was already overwhelmed. She had only been in college for four years before she could barely understand management. Moreover, management belongs to the humanities, not a technical subject, and is relatively simple.
If you want to understand the disciplines in Lin Feng’s mouth, it will probably be hundreds of years later.
"Uh, boss, please pretend I didn't say it."
"Give up so soon?"
Zhao Feifei shook her head, "It's not that I want to give up, but that I can figure out so many disciplines, which are completely inaccessible. Of course, boss, I didn't say you are a monster..."
Lin Feng was speechless, are you trying to cover up?
After a long time, Zhao Feifei changed the topic and asked excitedly: "Boss, what is the name of the giant mecha you built?"
Lin Feng was stunned. He had never thought about this, because he was planning to complete the appearance design and make the mecha renderings and name it according to the appearance.
However, when Zhao Feifei asked, Lin Feng wanted to ask for her opinion.
"What name do you think is good?"
Zhao Feifei thought for a while and tried to ask: "Why call it the Romantic God of War?"
“……”
"Crystal Martial God?"
“……”
"Red Rose?"
“…”
Lin Feng felt that asking Zhao Feifei to name it was a mistake. What a messy name? Why do you think the mecha is a toy? Why do you need so many romantic colors?
Forget it, think about it yourself.
Looking at Zhao Feifei, who was proud of her driving position, Lin Feng couldn't help but think of another question while complaining in his heart.
When Zhao Yong comes back, he should buy a good car. It is a bit immoral to always go out to discuss cooperation by using the employees' cars.
After chatting all the way, the two of them soon arrived at the next machining factory.
Lin Feng used his skills to conquer all the technicians in the processing plant simply and roughly. It turned out that those technicians who walked with nostrils and were awesome all day long, just knelt down in front of Lin Feng and called Dad.
This is true for those who work in technology. Although they pursue money and power, they will not value it so much. Even if a billionaire gives them tens of millions or hundreds of millions, it would be fine to be grateful, but it is difficult to ask them to bow their heads and ears.
Since ancient times, literati have been neglecting each other, and those who are engaged in technology are the same. Without advanced skills, don’t think they can buy it.
But Lin Feng completely made them realize what the gap is.
He even met two strange guys who wanted to learn skills with Lin Feng on the spot, but unfortunately he was rejected by Lin Feng.
If you find two apprentices to come to the new company you have prepared, it seems good, but it would be too offensive to poach so blatantly.
For a few days, Lin Feng and Zhao Feifei had been traveling around various processing plants, and finally solved their production technical problems.
Seeing that Lin Feng was so tired every day, Zhao Feifei asked with great distress:
"Boss, why don't you go to those large processing plants? There is no need to be so tired."
"The defense organization will build mechas soon. Those large factories are too busy to receive orders from the defense organization. Will they like private jobs like us?"
"Small and medium-sized processing plants may have technical shortcomings compared to those large processing plants, but they are not useless."
Zhao Feifei doesn't quite understand.
“What are the advantages of small and medium-sized processing plants?”
"If small and medium-sized processing plants lack production capacity, workers will work overtime, while large processing plants cannot keep up with production capacity, which will delay delivery time."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Feifei's big eyes blinked, full of incredibleness.
"There are still such rules?"
"It's normal. The big shop bullies customers, and the small shop bullies the owner."
Zhao Feifei nodded and had a better understanding.
"There should be no major problems in the processing plant now. You can prepare for our own factory and company affairs. You can contact the design unit and build our own factory as soon as possible."
"Okay!" Zhao Feifei responded, but then asked frownly: "Boss, do we still have money?"
Before, Zhao Yong invested 300 million yuan and spent all of it as a deposit from the processing factory. Now Lin Feng really doesn’t have much money.
I don’t know how Zhao Yong is doing...
Lin Feng was worried about Zhao Yong selling dinosaurs, and a hearty laughter came from outside the door.
"Hahahaha, Brother Lin, who built this wall? It's so ugly."
Zhao Yong is here.
But as soon as he entered the house, he met Lin Feng's helpless eyes and Zhao Feifei's murderous eyes.
Zhao Yong smashed his mouth, and he was puzzled.
Chapter completed!