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Chapter 137 The Fate of Traditional Manufacturing Industry

"You make a sample and try it, and I'll pay you! Several companies have made this before, and I think it's very profitable. If it works, we'll do it. If it doesn't, forget it!"

Looking at the drawings in her hand, Tan Xiumei finally decided to let Ji Donglai give it a try. Ji Donglai looked at the drawings for a while, and then started making tooling fixtures on the three-dimensional model.

Four round steels fixed the shape. The largest one was cleaned out on the welding platform, and annular flanges were made on both sides to align it. As for the booster piece, Ji Donglai could only ask Anpeng to roll a tube for him first.

The remaining parts can only be corrected at any time with a 38-pound sledgehammer. As for the welding method, Ji Donglai chose hand welding this time.

"I think gas shielded welding is very good, why do you choose hand welding?"

Watching Ji Donglai print out the document, Tan Xiumei's eyes were full of doubts.

"The burning is deep! There is absolutely no problem in welding regular shapes on the carbon dioxide side, but this kind of abnormal shape is difficult to achieve in some places. Not to mention other things, you also have to buy anti-splash fluid, which is all money!"

Ji Donglai wrote a price to Tan Xiumei, and the other party gave her a price.

"Don't look like that, do you know how much trouble it takes?! If it weren't for you, a big customer, I wouldn't even work for him! I have to spare time on the lathe, the roller, the cutting, and the big platform all have to stay for this job!"

"If the best welding master comes to do this, I will pay him 150 yuan a day! How much money will I make in total?"

Facing Tan Xiumei's heartbroken expression, Ji Donglai could only tell the truth.

Most people don't like to work on high-pressure pipelines now, unless they are ordered to do so.

Especially for the pipelines of state-owned enterprises, a one-meter pipe must be guaranteed for five years, which few people dare to do.

The key is that Ji Donglai had to find a place to de-stress this crappy thing. Otherwise, during delivery, he would encounter a very mean-spirited quality inspector who deliberately bumped it with something and the entire product would be deformed.

"Don't cry because I'm poor. I'll take away part of the phone case later. I'm still talking about a deal. If the contract is negotiated, you can prepare the steel structure. The deal is not small, and it depends on your life.

Got it!"

After listening to Ji Donglai's complaint, Tan Xiumei knew that Ji Donglai had suffered a loss this time, and immediately drew a piece of cake for Ji Donglai. Ji Donglai was numb, but fortunately he could still eat a few real pieces.

As for falling out.

Ji Donglai personally watched at the scene, and the efficiency of this group of people was definitely sufficient.

Two rings were cut directly from the flange with steel plates, and then put on the lathe. Looking at the huge blank in the middle, Ji Donglai felt really sad.

As for the drums, An Peng was the most active. Before the afternoon, two very decent iron drums were personally escorted in by Liu Yupeng.

Ji Donglai made this thing himself, including line cutting, welding, splicing and assembly, including tooling production, and various precision controls. Ji Donglai strictly controlled it.

"Ten pieces are leaked out, and each section is welded on the inside, and finally the last layer is welded on the outside, and then polished, and the welding slag must be knocked out! The verticality must be ensured before welding on the rear flange! In addition, the exit position here must be

Make a slanted mouth to make the sky round and the square square, so..."

Ji Donglai ran back and forth from the office to the workshop, explaining various things to He Xiaolong. Fortunately, He Xiaolong was very clever. After Ji Donglai explained it once, the other side basically understood everything.

Because the workpiece was quite special, Tan Xiumei followed the whole process. Watching Ji Donglai busy, Tan Xiumei nodded secretly, knowing that she had chosen the right person.

In particular, Ji Donglai's control over product quality is stricter than that of foreigners.

For two whole days and one night, Ji Donglai was able to finish the product, and his eyes were red.

In order to intuitively know the other party's acceptance standards, Ji Donglai specially took Ding Aixing and Sun Li to deliver the goods in person, while Sun Li's children stayed near the factory.

But what shocked Ji Donglai and Tan Xiumei was that the other party's quality inspector glanced at the supercharger sample and only said a faint word.

"Cut it open!"

"What? Why do we need to cut it open? Do you know that the quality of our welding is very good?"

Li Qingming held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the supercharger placed on the ground by a crane. It was very difficult to use it.

He said in a questioning tone.

Tan Xiumei's eyes widened when she heard what the other party said. Ji Donglai acted as translator throughout the whole process, and his eyes were also very dissatisfied.

"Haha, that's right, that's what everyone who delivers products says. This is our standard. If we can deliver, we will deliver. If we can't, then I'm sorry and we won't cooperate!"

Touching his bald head, Li Qingming's eyes were full of contempt. He could tell that the other party did not care about any opinions of the supplier. Tan Xiumei looked at Ji Donglai, and Ji Donglai could only nod silently. After all, this is all manufacturing

The fate of industrial manufacturers is to obey.

"Zizzi..."

As the welders in the factory welded the supercharger, the supercharger that they worked hard for several days and put all the effort into making was cut open. Sun Li and Ding Aixing looked at Li Qingming and wanted to rush up and give each other a few mouthfuls.

Li Qingming didn't care at all. He had experienced this situation for countless years in the position of external inspection. If looks could kill, Li Qingming had died countless times.

In the eyes of the other party, Tan Xiumei, who talks like a bird, is not reliable at all, so she deliberately makes things difficult.

Besides, these products have a high technical content and accidents have occurred frequently recently. This sample delivery was a direct order from above. Li Qingming was disgusted with such orders.

As a quality inspector for a large state-owned factory, Li Qingming definitely has veto power, so he will never let Tan Xiumei in easily.

Ji Donglai was also very anxious in his heart, but combined with the experience of the two lives, and seeing that Li Qingming was always looking at the single product that was about to be cut off, he began to slowly return to normal at this time.

It is absolutely impossible to enter a big factory from a stranger without paying a little price!

"Want one?"

Unlike Tan Xiumei and others who glared at Li Qingming, Ji Donglai touched his pocket, took out a box of large front doors, lit one himself, and gave one to Li Qingming. The other party was stunned for a moment and took one.

root.

Li Qingming looked at it and walked to the side. Ji Donglai followed him with a lighter and lit it directly.

"Huh, this is pure Chinese flavor! Were you hired by her?"

After taking a long drag on the cigarette, Li Qingming pointed to the side, glanced at Tan Xiumei, and then turned to Ji Donglai.

"Not really! She takes the drawings and I process them. I'm her outsourcing factory!"

Ji Donglai didn't hide much. After all, everyone was sensible, and Li Qingming could see it at a glance. Ji Donglai stuffed two large boxes of cigarettes into each other's pockets, and threw the remaining cigarette boxes directly in the corner.

"How old are you?"
Chapter completed!
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