Everyone is shameless and secretly pouting at Manager Miao, especially Boss Wu. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's no wonder that as a leader, he is not as popular as an employee. Boss Wu sneered in his heart, and he despised Manager Miao to the extreme.

Zhao Ming smiled lightly: "Since you want to give me a thousand yuan, then I'm welcome." At this moment, he finally showed his strong self-confidence.

Everyone was silent, a thousand dollars is good, but you have to get it.

Manager Miao sneered again and again, and said: "You better hurry up and cast the mold, otherwise not to mention the purity, you can't even make the mold, that is to laugh and be generous." ”

Zhao Ming shrugged, came to a centrifugal casting machine, debugged it himself, and then checked it again to see if the various parts and bearings were already fine. After about ten minutes, everything was checked.

Turn on the horizontal centrifugal casting machine, first coat the inside of the spindle, and then preheat it for a while. Then pour in the silver water that has already been prepared and mix some professionally prepared powder. Start modulating the temperature, control the time and speed.

Everything is done in an orderly manner and everything is carried out very professionally. At this time, Zhao Ming seemed to be incarnated as a professional silver mold maker. At this time, he operated the centrifugal casting machine, which was completely handy.

Looking at him, where is there anything like everyone said before, he is completely a newcomer and can't operate at all?

Many people looked at Zhao Ming's movements and were dumbfounded. Intoxicating chapter & section small. Say it's in the hey ~ smoke ~ grid

Didn't he even know about the mold casting machine before?

Didn't you say he wouldn't know anything?

Doesn't it mean that he is just a newcomer, and he still needs to be taken by an old man?

Didn't you say he would only be able to blast the machine?

Everyone was stunned, and Manager Miao was also stunned, and then a trace of bad color appeared in his heart. Will there be variables? Impossible, knowing how to operate does not mean that he can manufacture qualified molds.

Thinking of this, Manager Miao was a little relieved in his heart, after all, these machines, the old team leader of the original mold making workshop also knows, but still unable to manufacture qualified machines. He had also read the manual, but he couldn't find a problem at all.

In addition to the fact that he couldn't find the problem, other people who could understand English couldn't find the problem. So he didn't believe that Zhao Ming could find the problem, after all, these were high-end machines, how could Zhao Ming, an ordinary worker, be stronger than others?

Manager Miao has selectively forgotten about Zhao Ming's invention of the sandblasting machine, a person who can invent the sandblasting machine and write a special paper, will he be an ordinary worker?

Zhao Ming continued to operate, during which the people in the mold making workshop wanted to come up to help, but he was worried about finding an excuse for Manager Miao, so he operated it alone, and it was not very troublesome.

When the temperature is right, the mold is almost formed.

A minute later, a silver bowl was formed, and it began to cool under the operation, and then it was held in Zhao Ming's hand, and the whole process was less than a minute and a half.

In order to prevent Manager Miao from making various excuses, Zhao Ming used the other two centrifugal casting machines to make a silver bowl each.

When the three silver bowls were placed on the table, everyone gathered around.

For Zhao Ming's fluent operation of the centrifugal casting machine, everyone is accepted. Zhao Ming's colleague even had a trace of expectation in his heart. Maybe Zhao Ming can really create a miracle? Just like he was in the grinding shop and the polishing shop.

Some of the staff on the second floor were drumming in their hearts, and their brows were slightly furrowed. Or can Zhao Ming really create miracles?

Manager Miao also came up, and his eyes were a little uncertain.

Zhao Ming smiled: "Leader, do you plan to check them yourself or find a special quality inspector to inspect them?" ”

Manager Miao picked up one of the silver bowls and looked at it casually, but he snorted coldly: "Don't think that making a mold with a similar shape and color is qualified." The old money before did the same, and as a result, a lot of useless molds were made, and we still need to return to the furnace to dissolve. ”

Zhao Ming shrugged his shoulders and said, "Since you don't believe it, then you can check." ”

Manager Miao continued to look at the mold, and Miss Hu beside him also picked up a serious look. Hao Bin in the mold-making workshop is a senior in the workshop, so he quickly picked one up and checked it carefully.

Touch, knock, listen, look.

After a simple manual inspection, Hao Bin's eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally he jumped up directly with excitement, and shouted in his mouth: "Qualified, fully qualified silver bowl." ”

His words immediately caused a storm, and the crowd erupted in applause. Everyone was satisfied with Zhao Ming.

Lao Huang and Lao Qiu also came over to inspect it, and after a simple inspection, the results were all qualified, and they estimated that these molds were more pure than those made with a mold casting machine.

After being confirmed by the two of them again, the people who supported Zhao Ming immediately cheered. His colleagues and former colleagues were even more likely to come around.

Manager Miao shouted angrily, "Shut up all of them." ”

Everyone calmed down and looked at Manager Miao. At this time, Manager Miao's face had already changed, and his eyes were staring at the silver bowl in his hand. He clutched the silver bowl so hard that he wanted to burst it.

Miss Hu no longer knew when to put the mold in her hand back on the table, and retreated behind Manager Miao, her eyes full of complexity.

Some other people also picked up the mold and looked at it, but they were all silent.

In the end, only Manager Miao was the only one who had not put down the mold, and he had already come to a conclusion - qualified!

Totally qualified!

But he didn't want to admit it, and he didn't dare to admit it.

How can it be? Obviously, they are all the same centrifugal casting machines, why are all the unqualified molds manufactured at the beginning, and the molds made this time are so perfect?

Manager Miao's face became more and more ugly, his eyes changed several times, and finally he put down the silver bowl in his hand heavily.

Everyone looked at Manager Miao, as if they were waiting for something.

Zhao Ming smiled: "Leader? What do you think of the mold I made? Is it eligible? Do you want to check all three molds? Do you need me to make a few more for you? If you make it again, it won't take a minute to make one. ”

Manager Miao was eager to kill Zhao Ming at this time, he was not stupid, the old workers in the mold making workshop said that these molds were qualified, and it was useless for him to check again.

In the face of the facts, it is impossible for him to even talk nonsense.

But it was difficult for him to admit that Zhao Ming had won.

In the end, it took a minute for his face to return to normal, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that his face was a little pale, as if he was on the verge of exploding.

Manager Miao didn't smile and said, "You are worthy of being a worker in our workshop, your performance is very good." It's nice to be able to use a centrifugal casting machine to create a qualified mold and do something that no one else could do before. ”

He pretended to praise Zhao Ming a few words, then praised the others a few words, and finally waved his hand to let everyone go back to work, he didn't want to stay here, and turned around to leave.

Zhao Ming said loudly: "Leader, you seem to have forgotten something, right?" ”

Everyone was moved in their hearts, and those who were about to leave also looked at Manager Miao, as if they were waiting for something.

Manager Miao paused, turned around, barely squeezed out a smile, and said, "I have already praised you, if you want to return to the polishing workshop, I can help you mention it to the personnel department another day." ”

The people in the polishing workshop cheered, and they all wanted Zhao Ming to return to the workshop and become a colleague with him, which was a very happy thing.

Zhao Ming said with a smile: "The leader is really going to change the topic, have you forgotten our bet before?" Or are you so busy that you forgot? ”

Everyone's eyes lit up, and many people's breathing was a little heavy.

Because they all thought of the other layer of the gambling contract, that is, what if Manager Miao lost?

Manager Miao's face was a little ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "Zhao Ming, you don't want to make an inch. You contribute to the factory, and I know and admire you. But you're still going to work here, and some things are still over. ”

Miss Hu also helped: "Xiao Zhao, the manager is not pursuing it, you should thank him." Forget about the rest. ”

Zhao Ming seemed to have heard something funny, and laughed.

"Forgot? And thank him? Zhao Ming sneered: "If I can't make a qualified mold today, what I lose is the patent right of the sandblasting machine." Now I'm successful, I just want to get my 1,000 dollars gambling contract, and this is mine, isn't it? ”

Miss Hu was silent, she didn't dare to say more, because the workers who supported Zhao Ming all stared at her, as if they were going to eat her. She believed that if she said more, she would definitely be hated to death by these people.

Manager Miao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Zhao Ming didn't give him a chance and continued: "He is trying to get my sandblasting machine patent, and he doesn't hesitate to pit me a few times." Not only did he give me a contract to manufacture in English to take away my patent, but he also ignored my great contribution to the factory and transferred me to a mold shop that was not considered to be very good, and asked us to work overtime. ”

"I hope to use this to cause conflicts between me and my colleagues, and I hope that I will beg him to let me go." Zhao Ming almost roared out in the end, spewing out all the depression of these days, "Such a despicable villain, do you want me to thank him?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent, and everyone looked at Manager Miao coldly.

Zhao Ming broke out, but everyone didn't think that Zhao Ming was wrong, after all, what he said was the truth. Everyone was dissatisfied with Manager Miao, and their eyes were full of disdain when they looked at him.

Zhao Ming stretched out his hand and said indifferently: "Money!" A thousand dollars, not a penny less! ”

A thousand bucks!

Not a penny less!

The bland words seemed to be Zhao Ming's roar, which could not be refused.