Chapter 82: It's the knife
"Here, Boss Yu, see if this knife fits. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xiao Wen took out the knife and showed it to Boss Yu.
"This ......" Boss Yu was stunned for a moment when he saw this knife.
My own knife, it's quite big when I go, how can I ...... How did it get smaller?
He thought that Xiao Wen might have made a mistake, "Xiao Wen, is it a mistake? This knife is not the one I had my eye on at the time?"
"No, it won't. Xiao Wen looked innocent, "Boss Yu, when you sharpen your knife and start the front, you have a little more wear and tear." It's true that it's a little smaller, but it really doesn't affect the use. ”
Wear out when sharpening the knife? Three-quarters of it was worn out all at once?
Boss Yu didn't know what to say, Xiao Wen's reason was simply too lame, he felt that Xiao Wen must have replaced his knife.
"Xiao Wen, I remember my knife, it's a lot bigger......"
"It's not much bigger, Boss Yu, this is the one you want. Xiao Wen insisted that it was the knife that Boss Yu had taken a fancy to.
"That'...... All right. Boss Yu stared at Xiao Wen helplessly.
After all, this knife is free, and Boss Hong doesn't take his money, so Boss Yu is embarrassed to say anything.
I secretly wondered if Boss Hong deliberately asked Xiao Wen to change a small one for himself.
He felt that Xiao Wen definitely didn't have that courage, so it was Boss Hong who let Xiao Wen change most of them. After all, the cost of big knives and small knives, just the materials, is a cut off.
secretly scolded Boss Hong for being stingy, but said in his mouth: "This is just this one." ”
took the knife from Xiao Wen's hand and said casually: "Thank you Boss Hong for me, I won't go and say goodbye to him." ”
Boss Yu was angry, and when he left, he didn't want to go to see Boss Hong.
"Okay, Boss Yu, you go slowly. Chauvin agreed.
As a result, not long after Boss Yu left, Boss Hong and Xiao Zhao came over with black faces.
"Xiao Wen, it's you, come here. ”
Xiao Zhao Mu stretched out his hand to Xiao Wen expressionlessly, and his tone was very stiff.
Xiao Wen felt uneasy in his heart: Could it be that the steel was discovered?
Stubbornly walked over, "Boss, what's the matter with me?"
Boss Hong asked with a calm face, "Xiao Wen, you said, did you make the steel plate in the warehouse?"
"I made it. Chauvin didn't want to hide it.
Boss Hong was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Xiao Wen to agree so happily, but then he was furious.
He didn't care how Xiao Wen made the steel plate smaller, and shouted loudly: "Do you know how much a steel plate is two meters by three meters? Do you know how many knives can be made into this big steel plate? You destroyed it, do you know how much damage it caused me?"
"Boss ......," Chauvin wanted to explain.
Boss Hong stretched out his hand and pointed to the outside of the factory, "Get out!"
Xiao Wenwen still wanted to explain, but when he saw this posture, he couldn't help but be annoyed. Right now, it's not as good as in Deyue, he wants to learn cooking from others, and others scold him, but he can barely bear it.
But now, you don't need to learn anything from others, so why put up with it?
Let me go, let's go, and don't regret it when you turn around.
Although it is true that the steel plate has been knocked smaller, but the steel plate, from an ordinary steel plate, has become a real refined steel, Xiao Wen feels that the value of the steel plate after becoming smaller will definitely exceed the value of the previous large steel plate.
Although until now, he did not know what the specific benefits of the steel plate after becoming smaller are.
At that moment, he turned his head directly and walked outside the factory without hesitation.
I just interviewed for a job, and I only worked for a morning, and I didn't do all kinds of things proficiently, so I was fired.
Xiao Wen was a little unwilling in his heart, but what if he was unwilling?
Let's go back and find another steel products company.
Anyway, as soon as Xiao Wen left, someone greeted Boss Hong, "Hong Jun, what are you busy with?"
Boss Hong Junhong looked back and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, why did you have time to come to me?"
The person who came was Boss Hong's brother-in-law, Cui Zheng, a technician working in the Baidao military industry, who was in his forties and looked quite gentle.
"Alas, don't mention it. Cui Zheng looked sad and sighed, "Little Japan has restricted the export of steel to us again, it is estimated that the price of steel will be increased, and now in the military industry, there is no good steel, and even a better triangular thorn cannot be made." ”
"Isn't it?, Little Japan is going to make trouble again?" Boss Hong said casually.
Nowadays, good steel depends on imports, and Boss Hong, who is in this industry, actually knows very well in his heart.
Slightly better steel products, even kitchen knives, must use imported steel.
The steel produced in China is not qualified at all.
The main country that imports steel is Japan.
"I'm depressed. Cui Zheng looked depressed, "Let's go, Hong Jun, come and sit in your office, I remember you put a few kinds of good tea." ”
Hong Jun smiled, turned his head and instructed Xiao Zhao, "Xiao Zhao, you go and cut the broken piece of steel and see if you can make two knives." ”
The broken steel, of course, refers to the steel that has been made smaller by Xiao Wen. Although there is only a small piece left, Boss Hong does not want to waste it at all.
"Okay, boss, I'll go right away. Xiao Zhao promised to leave.
"Brother-in-law, let's go, drink some tea to relieve boredom. Hong Jun turned around and greeted Cui Zheng.
The two of them went to Hong Jun's office to drink tea, chatting while drinking tea, and talking about some things in the steel industry.
As he was talking, Xiao Zhao suddenly broke in sweating, "Boss, it's not good." ”
"What's going on?" Hong Jun, who was drinking tea, raised his head, but he was very calm.
Xiao Zhao smiled bitterly: "Boss, let's go over and take a look, that steel plate, although it is very small, I don't know what's going on, no matter how I cut it, it just doesn't melt." ”
"What? not melting?" Hong Jun said incredulously, "It's impossible, isn't it? Our flame cutting temperature is at least more than 3,000 degrees, how can a steel plate not be cut?"
"It really can't be cut, boss. Xiao Zhao was anxious, "I've been burning it for a long time, and the steel plate just doesn't melt." ”
Technician Cui Zheng suddenly asked, "Have you tried to increase the amount of oxygen?"
The so-called flame cutting machine, used to cut steel plates, uses oxygen and liquefied petroleum gas, and uses the combustion of liquefied petroleum gas to form a high temperature to melt the steel plate and cut it down.
Increasing the amount of oxygen can increase the temperature of the flame to a certain extent.
"Yes. "Xiao Zhao knows Cui Zheng and knows that he is Boss Hong's brother-in-law and a researcher in the military industry.
"That's weird. Cui Zheng didn't seem to believe it, "The melting point of steel is only 1,500 degrees at the highest, and there are steel plates that can't be cut by a 3,000-degree flame cutting machine?" Is it that your primer is too small, and the oxygen intake is still not enough after adding it?"
"It's not. Xiao Zhao shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Technician Cui, I have been in this industry for a long time, and it is impossible for such a mistake to occur." It's really that the steel plate can't melt. ”