HK, Kwai Chung Pier in the South of the New Territories. Smuggling points controlled by 'Holy Light Technology (HK).

It originally belonged to a certain gang. After Tangkou was slaughtered, a section of the wharf and several supporting warehouses belonged to Zhou Qingfeng.

More than a dozen police cars were parked outside the dock. Sirens blaring and lights flashing. But dozens of uniformed police officers were attacked by a series of 'horror techniques', and they were screaming and running like headless flies.

It's crazy, it's so deranged!

The crew who was filming in the warehouse was escorted out. At this moment, including the director, the dramatist, and the actors, everyone stood aside, stunned and stunned at the surprised and subversive scene.

Just about half an hour ago, the HK police probably received an exact tip-off that a large number of military police were ready to catch maritime smuggling and the underground cinema industry.

The people in the docks and warehouses were arrested, and they had no ability to resist at all. But just as they were about to be escorted into the police car, the uniformed police officer and the British superintendent in charge of the escort went berserk without warning.

The senior inspector from England exclaimed in front of everyone, his eyes widening as if he saw that the seventy-year-old crown prince had ascended the throne.

The other uniformed police officers also looked like they had been kicked and balls, like fat pigs that had been electrocuted in the pig slaughterhouse, trembling violently, and falling down as soon as they kicked their legs.

What was originally a serious, ruthless, and impending catastrophe turned into an absurd burlesque in the blink of an eye. Every plot challenges the audience's nerves.

Zhou Qingfeng came out of the darkness on a heavy motorcycle, ignoring the messy scene. He walked up to a police car, burst the window with his bare hands, and pulled out the Brit who was sitting in it directing the operation, and punched him with his hand.

The punch nearly killed the British.

Even if he wasn't dead, his skull was deformed.

Zhou Qingfeng grabbed the other party's neck, and was about to ask what these Emperor lackeys wanted to do? His mobile phone rang.

Look at the number...... the director of the imperial capital called.

It's really busy, can't you call later?

Connected casually, before Zhou Qingfeng could 'feed' his voice, a voice of surprise sounded in the microphone, "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou, we are testing the tool samples you sent with high-speed steel." The processing effect is very good. ”

The beaten British's face was bloody, his head was crooked, and he was humming.

Zhou Qingfeng grabbed the other party's neck viciously, but he had to change his expression, and asked rhetorically at the phone: "What ......, what high-speed steel?" ”

Director Chen's tone was excited, "High-speed steel is a general term for steel, which has high hardness, high wear resistance and heat resistance, and excellent strength and toughness. In the past, the tools of our machine tools were made of high-speed steel.

But because of the good properties of high-speed steel, it is very difficult to process. We have just tested that the processing speed of high-speed steel with the boron nitride tool you sent is ten times faster than that of ordinary carbide tools.

Ten times faster, that's unimaginable. We all wondered if our eyes were blind, so we tested more than a dozen times in a row, and we also changed the tool to compare and test frequently.

The result is indeed ten times the processing speed. It's shocking, it's incredible. The masters of our factory are all shaking their heads and sighing, they have never seen such a good knife in their lives.

This one-piece boron nitride cutter is extremely good in terms of rigidity and hot hardness, its penetration rate is more than seven times greater than that of high-speed steel, five times greater than that of ordinary cemented carbide, and the service life is increased by eight to ten times.

This knife is so easy to use. The masters all said that if it can be promoted, the productivity of the factory will be greatly improved, the cost will be reduced, and the benefit will increase explosively. ”

The uniformed police officers on the dock warehouse are still screaming, running from east to west. Like whack-a-moles, the seven goblins searched for their tracks everywhere and drove them away.

A few British police officers were shouting for help in the air, or kneeling on the ground praying to God. They are helpless like bullied children, and there is no other way but to cry bitterly.

But the scene was so noisy, but it couldn't hide Director Chen's shouting on the phone. He cheered almost as hard as he could, and could hear the others behind him laughing.

The good news was reported for a long time, and Zhou Qingfeng was very happy with a few words. The better the samples he provides, the more attention they will gain him, which will help him in his next steps.

If the machining efficiency of the tool can really be improved by ten times, it will greatly improve the ability of the domestic industrial system, and it will be a process of quantitative change leading to qualitative change.

The knives that were originally imported from abroad at a great cost are now obtained from Zhou Qingfeng in a steady stream. He doesn't mind transporting cutting-edge knives to the country, as long as there are corresponding benefits.

After shouting for a long time, Director Chen heard that Zhou Qingfeng's side seemed to be quite chaotic. He suppressed the shouts around him and asked, "Mr. Zhou, is there something wrong with you?" ”

"Uh......, something happened. I'm beating people. ”

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the dying Brit in his hand, and threw it on the ground casually, "I don't know if that bastard reported it behind his back, and led a group of foreign devils to bring two devils to me for trouble." ”

"Does it matter?" Director Chen asked eagerly, "If there is trouble, we can send someone to pick you up." The boss has spoken, and he will try his best to keep you. ”

"Not really, I'm dealing with it." Zhou Qingfeng wiped blood on the body casually. "It's hard to say anything else, I'm good at fighting."

"Okay, okay." Director Chen seemed to realize that he had disturbed Zhou Qingfeng, "Mr. Zhou, you are busy." We intend to continue testing, and the next step is to mill a special alloy. ”

The phone hangs up.

Zhou Qingfeng was about to find another official to ask, but the British, who fell to the ground, miraculously opened his eyes and shouted intermittently: "I am the British Royal Police, and your attack is a great evil." ”

"So what?" Zhou Qingfeng spread his hands, "It's not the first time I've done this." ”

"You'll be arrested, you'll be interrogated, and there's going to be a jury announcing your crimes." The British are still babbling on their backs.

"Hard-mouthed, huh?" Zhou Qingfeng sneered, squatted down, and whispered in a cold voice: "I once watched an online video.

Of course, you don't know what an online video is, so let's just think it's a true story.

There are two white people who like to shoot exotic videos and upload them to the Internet to attract traffic, and use this to show their superiority. They wandered around the world, and one day when they arrived in HK, they met a local couple on the street.

Yes, right down the street, in broad daylight. One of the white men looked at the camera and pulled the girl away from the couple with a grin.

The girl didn't resist, but took the initiative to stick it.

The boy in the couple did not resist either.

The guy only looked helplessly at the camera, showing his cowardice and humility to the whole world. His girlfriend was robbed, and he didn't say a word, so he admitted it.

Two white men laugh and flirt with the girl who just arrived in front of the camera.

It's too simple, it's too easy.

There is no guilt and no cost.

Before this, I never thought that there were such people, such things, and such societies in the world.

But reality taught me a lesson and broke through the lower limit of my cognition. Let me know that there is such a ridiculous side to the world.

The gap between people is so great.

If this happened in another country, another nation, I would only laugh, and even envy the affair of those two white-skinned young people.

But this happened in HK. Should I cry or laugh?

What's worse is that something like this is spreading, unstoppable. I can't stop it, I can't even discuss it. Reason tells me it's a development pain, but I hope there are fewer of them. ”

Speaking of which, Zhou Qingfeng's mobile phone rang again.

It was Chen Mu who called from the imperial capital, and this time he shouted in a more high-pitched tone: "Mr. Zhou, we have just overcome a problem.

The high-temperature iron-based alloy machining of turbofan blades, we have taken this problem down. You certainly don't know what high-temperature iron-based alloys are. But I'm still going to tell you the news.

This alloy is too hard, ordinary tools can't do anything with it, and it will collapse as soon as it is milled. The hardness of the diamond tool is sufficient, but the high temperature in the processing will make the diamond directly wasted.

We have just tried cubic boron nitride tools to process high-speed steel, and we have opened a few milling machines to process special alloys. The test was very successful and the machined surface was very good.

Boron nitride tools are much more heat-resistant than diamond tools, and we will be able to machine turbofan blades on a large scale in the future. As long as the scrap rate is reduced, many of our machine tool factories can turn losses into profits immediately.

Mr. Zhou, give us some more boron nitride tools. We need to save more factories. ”

"Okay, fine, no problem, no problem at all." Zhou Qingfeng promised in a deep voice, "That's why I'm here."

In order to develop faster, in order to see less things in the future, in order to one day we can bully and bully others. As long as you can work hard, I will smash the pot and sell iron to help. Don't let me down. ”

"Rest assured, rest assured, Mr. Zhou rest assured. Your previous request, we will definitely take it seriously. Director Chen didn't know what Zhou Qingfeng meant, so he just talked about the intention of cooperation before.

Zhou Qingfeng turned his head, his cold gaze turned into a cruel smile, stared at the British Royal Police Officer on the ground, and sneered: "Did you hear that?" I will not give you another chance to humiliate me. ”