Chapter Seventy-Five: A Fatal Accident
"I'm sure everybody knows. This laboratory drilling rig console is a drilling test equipment developed by the University of Nottingham in the United Kingdom. "It can help develop and test a wide range of drill bits, from improved radial drilling machines to standard mining rigs mounted on brackets, all of which can be fully monitored and documented on this console." ”
The rig console frame is made up of a heavy-duty frame made of solid steel to support the rig mechanism in a stable manner and to prevent any drilling force from being transmitted to the surface.
Zhao Yuemin's move this time can be described as bold and innovative. Rather than advertising the data on pictures, it is more eye-catching to move the lab directly to the field for testing.
It's a bit like a street kebab, where a whole sheep is slaughtered on the street and then grilled on the skewers, also to reassure the guests.
Because the noise of the rig test is too loud. Zhao Yuemin discussed with the organizers of the exhibition hall and decided to wait until after 5 o'clock in the evening after the end of the exhibition to conduct the test.
However, to Zhao Yuemin's surprise, there were many suppliers and customers from other exhibition halls who were present. Everyone had heard the stories behind the launch of the same product by the two companies, and curiosity led them to stay and see the results.
At seven o'clock in the evening, two drill bits were placed on the console.
"Fujii, do you have any questions?" Before the test, Zhao Yuemin asked.
"I just don't think it's necessary." Fujii shrugged. Although he was slightly surprised by Zhao Yuemin's move to bring the console to the exhibition hall. Still, he didn't think it was a big deal. This can only show that the technical level of the drilling rig in the machine repair plant is exactly the same as that of Nippon Petro.
Fujii was ready to reduce the unit price of his products again after getting this result.
Anyway, Middle Eastern businessmen pay attention to price.
Nippon can afford to pay for it, but his oilfield machine repair plant can't afford to pay it.
Fujii decided to fight the machine shop to the end.
Testing is about to begin, and all field personnel are wearing noise-proof earmuffs. The organizers of the exhibition hall also cooperated with the installation of a simple loading and unloading laboratory tempered glass room, which was covered on top of the drilling rig to prevent the extremely hot debris from splashing and injuring people.
Despite the earmuffs being sole, a loud noise roar could still be heard. Two diamond drill bits rotated at high speed to drill into the rock sample, and sparks flew in the tempered glass room.
Next, the open condensate flushing system at the console is activated, and water is injected into a 500 ml tank via a 22m ball valve, and the output water is connected to the rotary joint of the drill bit after passing through an electronic flow meter and pressure converter.
In the exhibition hall, due to the closed design, the vibration and noise caused by the entire console are strong. Signs and seats at nearby booths were shaking slightly.
This way of showing the underground drilling process directly on the console made many onlookers feel very enjoyable to watch.
The employees of the Jiangbei Oilfield Machinery Repair Plant on the side hooked their shoulders one by one, like players in a penalty shootout, staring nervously at the data of the stone console.
In contrast, Fujii's Nippon Oil personnel seemed to be a little absent-minded, gathering together to discuss price reductions. They already knew the results, which was nothing more than the same data for the two drill bits, and the next focus was to reduce the price.
Suddenly, there was a strange noise from the console. A drill bit fell off with a "bang", and in the exclamation of the crowd, it smashed into the tempered glass room.
The huge impact force deformed the tempered glass, and spider web-like cracks appeared on the entire glass wall.
Fasher was dumbfounded, blood clotting all over his body. Because, he was standing outside the place where the tempered glass room was hit.
If it weren't for the tempered glass, I would have almost died.
"This is a serious quality issue. The drill bit will fall off! Fasher growled, "Is this your product?" ”
He rolled up his cuffs, rushed to the monitors, and yelled, "Tell me, which nasty supplier made the drill bit that almost killed me?" ”
Monitors scramble to count the data.
The personnel of Nippon Petroleum and the machine repair plant suddenly had cold hands and feet, and they all concentrated in front of the monitor, silently muttering in their hearts, don't be your own products.
"It's the ...... that Nippon Oil's drill bit is falling off," someone shouted at the scene.
Coffee spilled on Fujii's suit, and he clutched his chest, feeling his heart go into arrest in an instant.
"Baga, nonsense!" Fujii didn't care about his identity anymore, and rushed directly to the console.
At this point, the console has completely stopped testing.
Fujii rushed into the glass room and saw the drill bit still spinning in place.
Everyone could clearly see the Nikoo logo engraved on the drill bit.
At this time, all the JNEO salesmen were pale.
"How so?" Fujii held his head and sat down on the ground. He was promoted to the president of China for the first time, and he was pressed at this Canton Fair. Before, he was full of confidence and patted his chest with Tanaka, saying that he would be able to quickly occupy the Chinese market. But now, things are going in a surprising direction.
Frightened, Fasher walked up to Fujii and angrily made an insulting gesture in Arabic, reprimanding: "I didn't expect that such a serious quality accident would occur in the drill bit products of the Tangnippon Oil." Aren't you Japanese people the most advocacy of a home-away sales attitude? ”
"But you almost killed me...... Farsher pointed at Fujii and said sarcastically, "Mr. Fujii, do you still think that the machine shop stole your technology?" Why is the quality of the product of the thief higher than that of the original? ”
The crowd of onlookers in the exhibition area at the scene all talked about it, and the faces of the Japanese oil sales staff were blue and red, and they were embarrassed.
Fasher touched his beard, walked to Zhao Yuemin's side, held his hands vigorously and said, "Mr. Zhao, my dear friend. Please accept my apology. ”
Fasher's voice at this time was sincere and guilty.
"In order to show the sincerity of our Iraqi oil company, we have decided to purchase 50,000 drill bits from you, and use the method of 100% advance payment of the former T/T, as you said, FOB FOB 1,200 US dollars, and the container will be shipped to the port of Basra." Fasher said heartily.
Full payment in advance? All the people were shocked. Arab businessmen are good at bargaining, and have always made payment on the letter of credit, even if they use T/T wire transfer, they will pay at most 30% in advance, and wait until the goods are delivered to pay the rest, and they will never pay more.
But this Fasher actually agreed to pay all the money in advance? It's even more refreshing than European and American buyers.
"Mr. Farsher......" Zhao Yuemin said excitedly, "Since you are so refreshing, we will also repay the favor and reduce the unit price of the product by 10%." ”
"Very well, my friend." "The point is, my friend, you don't lie to me, I trust you." With that, he turned his head again and glanced at Fujii with disdain.
Farsher and Zhao Yuemin quickly finalized the order, agreed that the Canton Fair would end, and then went to Jiangbei Oilfield to sign the contract.
After sending Farsher away, Zhao Yuemin looked at the empty exhibition hall and walked to Fujii, who had not fully reacted.
"Fujii, don't you think your stealing of drawings is both insidious and stupid?" Zhao Yuemin put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked down at Fujii who was sitting on the ground.
"Didn't you already know?" Fujii suddenly came to his senses.