Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

When Professor Guo took this piece of paper, his hands were shaking uncontrollably, as if that thin page weighed more than a thousand catties!

He managed to control his confused thoughts, opened the manuscript paper, and saw a few lines written on it:

Chemical formula Nd2Fe14B

Neodymium, about 30%; iron, about 65%; boron, about 1%; can add a small amount of about 0.5% dysprosium; about 0.5% of niobium; about 0.5% of aluminum; copper? cobalt? And other elements.

Preparation process: powder metallurgy sintering

Surface anticorrosion treatment: electroplating or electrophoresis

How could Tan Zhenhua know this?

In fact, what he remembered was only a rough figure, and he was not sure whether he was right or wrong, and even some of the most vague memories were gone. He just knew that it might be possible to add this ingredient. As for the dosage, I’m sorry, I can’t remember. Try it yourself. Sorry, I don't know that, I can only help here. That's all when Tan Zhenhua had a relationship with Li Wei in his previous life because of a certain project, I heard him talk about it casually. After all, these contents will no longer be a secret after more than 30 years.

And now, Tan Zhenhua relayed what he heard from the previous academician of Li University to the current youth version of Li Wei and his teacher, Professor Guo Yicheng, and he has experienced the wonderful feeling of time and space wormholes.

There are no more than 5 lines in total, but Professor Guo seems to be reading a long paper, reading it over and over again, and it took more than ten minutes.

After he finished reading it easily, he lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and smiled apologetically at Liu Mei and Tan Zhenhua, and then said: "I'm sorry, I can't help it anymore. I need to go to the laboratory immediately and wait for me to let him Li Wei will accompany you to dinner, and let him take you to the financial office to solve the account problem. I think I need to stay in the laboratory for a long time, and I am anxious."

After that, he smiled apologetically at Tan Zhenhua and Liu Mei, stopped talking nonsense, and hurried out, leaving a few people in his office staring at each other.

In the end, Li Wei said with a little embarrassment: "Old Guo is like this. When he encounters any new ideas, he can immediately forget about irrelevant things. Once he went out to buy groceries, he thought of something halfway through the purchase. I went directly to the laboratory. As a result, my mother waited at home for a long time and couldn't wait for anyone. She urged all our classmates to find him together. Finally, when we found him in the laboratory, it was past ten o'clock in the evening."

Tan Zhenhua shrugged helplessly, spreading his hands and said: "Maybe big scientists are like this, and the chief worker of our institute has done a few similar things."

Having said that, the embarrassing atmosphere was finally resolved, so the three of them went out of the door of Professor Guo's office and went to the cafeteria for dinner. During the meeting, Liu Mei asked Li Wei some knowledge about the composition and preparation methods of soft ferrites. These are now the basic knowledge of magnetism. Of course, Li Wei is proficient, and he is not reserved. Asking questions is endless. Finally, I promised to go to Ningdu before the Spring Festival and personally help Liu Mei to formulate the production process. Of course, Liu Mei was grateful.

The three happily finished their meal, and then went to the school's financial office to handle remittance and other related procedures.

Liu Mei and Tan Zhenhua stayed in southern Tainan for less than 6 hours and hurried back to Ningdu, flying back and forth. For people like Tan Zhenhua who have become accustomed to flying around in his previous life, he was quite calm. He was only interested in the various small souvenirs distributed on airplanes of this era. Liu Mei behaved a little horribly. She was in her forties. She sat there and looked around and looked strange. Tan Zhenhua found that her face was pale and pale when the plane took off and landed and encountered turbulence. .

It wasn't until the plane landed at Ningdu Airport that she took a deep breath and took Tan Zhenhua's hand and asked him why he was not afraid at all. Tan Zhenhua had to shrug and tell her: "I have a big heart."

Tan Zhenhua returned home, and now his work was basically completed, and he could finally read and review quietly to prepare for the exam.

Of course the leisure belongs to him, and the busyness belongs to Zheng Xiangqing. Bustling around has become a daily compulsory course for Comrade Xiang Qing.

Today, Director Xie made an appointment with Zheng Xiangqing, and Zheng Xiangqing is also preparing to implement the plan explained by Tan Zhenhua.

When he walked into the office of Director Xie, he found that Comrade Xie, who has always been straightforward, cheerful and talkative, was sitting behind his desk in a daze.

Zheng Xiangqing stepped forward and joked, "Thanks to the director, why are you in a daze? I don't know how to spend too much money?"

Xie Guangfeng saw that Zheng Xiangqing had come in, and he was not polite. These two have had a lot of contact recently because of their work relationship, and they have drawn in the same circle. They are also relatively close to each other, and they have long been a year-end friendship. He smiled bitterly and said, "What is too much money? I'm in big trouble."

Zheng Xiangqing was surprised when he heard the words: "Is there any trouble that you can't handle even if you thank the director? And if there is such a thing, you can also ask Director Zhao for help?"

"Don't mention him. I'll get angry when you mention him. He is looking for me the trouble."

Zheng Xiangqing was even more weird, and hurriedly asked: "Ordinarily not. We just earned him so much face, why would he come to trouble you?"

"Hey, there is a disaster, Xiang Qing, you are not in Wenzhou these days, so you don't know. Some time ago, a big event happened on his side. His government was surrounded by people."

"What?"

Zheng Xiangqing felt that there must be something wrong with his hearing. There are people in this world who are so kind--

Cough cough cough, no, it should be brave, dare to surround the government's work departments? You know, thinking that these educated youths could not find a job after returning to the city, and had no income. When they were about to starve to death, they only dared to surround the county government's cafeteria.

"Who is so bold in this?"

"Who else? It's the workers at the Liushi Radio Factory. I heard that it was because they couldn't pay their wages for a long time. Everyone was poor and couldn't get rid of the pot, so I felt resentful. There happened to be a retired old man. The worker fell ill and needed to be hospitalized. The family really couldn’t afford to pay for it, so I asked to go to the factory. As a result, the factory couldn’t afford to pay for the hospitalization. The family became angry and carried someone to his office door to tell. This incident finally disturbed the workers in the factory, and it turned out to be an uncontrollable disturbance. It is said that the workers also threatened that if it is not resolved, they will go to the city committee."

When Zheng Xiangqing heard this, he "cocked" in his heart.

This Liushi radio factory is a key part of his and Tan Zhenhua's plan. This is going to be out of the basket, but it adds variables to his future plans. Thinking of this, he hurriedly asked: "Director Xie, what does it have to do with you when the employees of the Liushi Radio Factory are making trouble? This should be the headache of his Director Zhao Da, why are you here with a sad face?"

Xie Guangfeng sighed and said, "That's what I said, but Director Zhao called me yesterday and asked me for help. I hope I will solve the problem of some employees in the factory. You also know that, here I am. Originally, the start of the work was not enough, the life was tight, and the brothers in the factory were also hungry and full. If it were not for you to take a big order, I would have to worry about how to celebrate the New Year. But this is good, good. The day has not passed, the burden is here, and I don’t know how to answer Director Zhao’s words."

When Zheng Xiangqing heard this, he was not surprised but rejoiced. This was the sleepiness and someone gave a pillow. He was still thinking about how to convince the director of Xie to merge with the radio director. He thought that even if he touched Lao Xie, he would have to pass Zhao Quan. , Maybe he could still move Secretary Yuan, but I didn't expect this opportunity to be presented to me!

But after mixing with Tan Zhenhua for so long, he has also learned a lot about the art of speaking.

At the moment, he sighed sympathetically before he said: "This Director Zhao is also true. It doesn't look like people have a good life. We are just getting better here, so he is thinking about picking up the wool. If it is one or two It’s okay to say, Director Xie, you can still afford it, but the radio factory has dozens of people and dozens of retired employees, such a big stall, this must be on your old Xie. That’s hard work. Our factory relied on this mini fan to get a hit this year, but I’m not sure about next year. What if there are not so many orders next year? Didn’t you push your old Xie into the fire pit? "

Accompanied with Lao Xie and sighed for a while, Xie Guangfeng suddenly hesitated and said, "Actually, it's not completely helpless. It depends on you Xiang Qingken's refusal to help."

When Zheng Xiangqing heard this, he secretly said with joy: "Here."

However, his face was still deliberately pretending to be stupid: "Director Xie, what you have said is interesting, why did you still get involved with me? However, if you thanked the director for helping me, how can I be like Zheng Xiangqing? But always remember this kindness, just open your mouth if you want to help, as long as my Xiao Zheng can do it, there will be no difference."

Although Zheng Xiangqing said so, Xie Guangfeng did not dare to think so.

I was kind to Zheng Xiangqing at first, but part of it was for himself. Besides, what Zheng Xiangqing did is really interesting. According to the cost calculated outside the plan, the supply is transferred to the plan. People did not ask for a price reduction for a penny. In the end, he still took advantage of others.

But now the things I have to ask for are really too great. It is related to Zheng Xiangqing's vital interests, so Xie Guangfeng did not hesitate. He considered for a long time, and said, "Xiang Qing, it's hard for me to speak."

Zheng Xiangqing's heart is like Ming Jing, but he continues to pretend to be dumbfounded: "Director Xie, Brother Xie, when have you become so convulsive? This is not your character, please say something quickly."

Xie Guangfeng encouraged himself. Anyway, this matter is not for himself, at least not only for himself, but more for the workers and brothers of the radio factory. It is absolutely not shameful to say it. He gritted his teeth and said, "Xiang Qing, then I said, if there is something wrong, just direct at the old brother.

I think so. Since your mini fan is so good for export, the price is not expensive. If it can be used for domestic sales, it should be good. So I want to ask you for the production technology. Then, those radio factories When the employees from here come, they will be responsible for producing fans, doing the domestic market, and feeding some people, depending on your brother Xiang Qing nodded! "

When Zheng Xiangqing heard this statement, he was in the middle of his arms. Seeing Xie Guangfeng’s face with solemn guilt on his face, he couldn’t help but laughed: “I thought it was something serious. It turned out to be for this. Manager Xie can rest assured that this is a trivial matter to Zheng Xiangqing. I promised. Up!"