Chapter 8: From Identification to Worship
Pressed for time. Every minute counts. The fat man was kind and smiling on the surface just now, but he spoke very seriously. The implication is that there is no way to refuse. He didn't have time to explain. I don't care about the anger of the technicians. On the issue of grabbing jobs, the fat man didn't associate it with that aspect at all. I wouldn't have thought that the technicians would be so weird. It's ridiculous, he doesn't serve the eldest lady's family. It's just a helping out among friends.
If you promise others, you have to do your best, this is his principle of doing things.
As for the unreasonable attitude of the thirties technical director just now, he scolded. The fat man didn't care. Because I look down on that person a little bit in my heart. How old are they, and they are still so undisciplined. Miss, it's a complete waste of time for them to hand over such an important thing to that level of goods for repair.
What a bullshit plan. You don't have to look at it to know it's a pile of garbage. In the case of the absence of the blue and gold shock absorbing ring, the load-bearing and assault of the mecha will be greatly affected in action, and the effectiveness will be reduced by 30%, only recovering ten percentage points from the original loss. It will take six hours to complete. Pigs, I don't know where I learned the knowledge of mecha maintenance, it's too informal. The professional is not as good as my amateur.
From the height of the mecha, the tonnage is estimated. The proportions of the whole organism plus coordination. The fat man knew it.
There are a total of eight planes here, how the fat man recognized the raptor. It's simple, because those five cyan mechs are new. There is also a standard number on it. Then as long as you have their data in hand, the fat man can start working," Qiuqiu went to scan. ”
"Gotta grin." The elusive ball flew towards the cyan mech. When the little thing came in, no one noticed it. The presence is too low. The fat man didn't actually see it, but he knew it. The ball must not be far from him. Basically, where he is, the ball will be there. Qiuqiu is a very trusted assistant of the fat man.
"Give me the data for those five Raptors." After the fat man gave a loud order, the young technician with the organic spirit quickly left to get it. The fat man turned to the eldest lady and said, "Give me the details of each of you." ”
This request is puzzling. What do you want our information to repair mechas?
The eldest lady frowned, she thought too much. Can her personal details be shown to men casually?
But I immediately thought about it again, although I haven't known each other for a long time, the fat man is not a casual person.
Looking at the five cyan raptor mechas, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in the eldest lady's mind. His eyes bloomed, and his heartbeat couldn't help but quicken. The little face was a little red with excitement. Be a great mech pilot. She guessed what the fat man wanted to do, but the idea was crazy. hasn't started to officially fix it yet, and this fat man has already started to increase his size. Is this guy a genius or a madman?
I saw the beautiful eyes of the eldest lady wide, and the moving expression of the small mouth slightly open. The fat man smiled very modestly and shyly, and said, "It seems that you have already guessed what I want to do." That's right, that's what I thought. And with certainty. Rest assured. In the elite group stage, the Purple Phoenix team will definitely shine. ”
"Uncle Qiu, forget it, I'll go and get it myself." The eldest lady flew away like a happy bird. The girl's nature is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.
Looking at the direction where the back of his eldest lady disappeared, Qiu Bo was very surprised.
He has been serving in the Purple Phoenix Courtyard for nearly 50 years. What kind of character the eldest lady has, he knows very well. The family education is very strict, and the temperament is cold. The little master disappeared that year. It's very exciting for the eldest lady. At only 11 years old, she personally led people all over the world to search, spanning more than a dozen planets in a row. After three months of fruitless searching, he was autistic for a long time. for it was by her side that people were taken away suddenly.
The eldest lady and the youngest master are twins, and I believe that the twins have a heart for each other. She was convinced that her brother must still be alive somewhere. So I started training like a boy. The character is also becoming more and more withdrawn, and it is not suitable to be approachable.
Like today, I haven't seen a girl's natural side like this.
You can see that she is really happy.
Huber's eyes were wet. The eyes that looked at the fat man were much more loving.
This matter must be reported to the master as soon as possible and this fat man must be investigated. If the origin is innocent. I believe that the old lady doesn't mind that the eldest lady can have such a friend. It doesn't matter if you're rich or poor. Does the Zifengin family care about this? As long as the eldest lady is happy.
The fat man got the detailed data of the Raptor mecha. Qiuqiu also finished scanning the mech. Not just the five Raptors, but all the mechs here were scanned. The fat man is there to compile all the information.
The fat man who has entered the working state seems to be a different person. It exudes an extremely attractive personal charm. One by one, the command is ordered, and the attitude of the commander is very general-like. tends to make people ignore his age and that slightly immature fat face. The fingers often beat involuntarily and are as flexible as boneless. The eyes are bright. This is his home turf.
"Hey, you don't think this fat man is arrogant now?" Han Xing stood there with his hands in his pockets, his eyes kept chasing the busy figure of the fat man, and he was very jealous.
"Arrogance comes from self-confidence. Because I am confident, I am arrogant. Let's go, here, our brothers don't even count as decorations. Sikong shook his head handsomely, put his hands in his pockets and turned to leave.
"Before, I doubted the fat man, but now I believe him. Let's go, go back and rest. Prepare for battle. Nord took a deep look at the fat man's figure, his blonde hair flying, and his proud face with a smile. Beckoning Alai to stride away.
Seeing that they were all gone, Alai let out an oh and hurried to follow. The hearts of the companions are steady. And he followed.
The eldest lady is very fast, her pure and pretty face is flushed, and her eyes are smart. After handing over the information to the fat man, he still wanted to accompany the fat man here, but he was urged by the fat man to leave. Staying up late is a natural enemy of women. Don't hurry up and get a few hours of sleep. How to fight tomorrow?
The maintenance warehouse is very well equipped. Large, small, miniature and various equipment are quite perfect. This saves the fat man a lot of effort. I used to be an assistant to him, but now there are so many people. The fat man is excited now. The chubby face completely smiled like a flower.
"Repairing a mech is like a doctor seeing a patient. It depends on the appropriate treatment methods of Western medicine and Chinese medicine. You can't just hold on to it, you know? Western medicine pays attention to quick results, headache treatment head, foot pain to see feet. Where there is a tumor, cut it out directly. But Chinese medicine is different, focusing on conditioning. ”
"Headache, maybe there is a problem with the meridians in the legs. The numbness of the right hand is not necessarily unrelated to the left foot. Look at the problem comprehensively. All you see is that the blue gold shock ring is missing, and you try to find a replacement. The whole restoration plan is surrounded by blue and gold shock rings, which is not right. It's too narrow. Think broadly. You can't just stare at one point, you have to spread your eyes out and look at the problem in a single piece. ”
"Do you know why those rich people choose to be customized by someone in terms of clothing, food, accessories, etc.?"
"One is taste. We don't care about him. The key is the second point. Do you know what it is? ”
"Suitable! How big feet to wear. Not only suitable, but also comfortable. Every person in this world is unique. Each mech pilot has his own style. Mechs of the same specification will limit the performance of excellent pilots. On the battlefield, unity means limitation. There is no way to do it in the big environment, but in a small area, we must be tailor-made. ”
"As a qualified mechanic, you have to keep one thing in mind."
"Two words, appropriate. Fitting is very important! ”
The fat man was in high spirits, and the technicians were also busy. As the restoration progressed, these people admired the little fat man in front of them more and more. From initial disdain, skepticism, to recognition, and finally to worship. In a short period of time, he experienced ups and downs in mental activity.
This little fat man with an immature face is simply a genius. The basic knowledge of machine repair is very solid, with a wide range of thinking and a wide angle of view. Where people are overlooked, he can often hit the nail on the head. It's just that there is a lack of high-end areas in terms of mechanics. It's good that this is the case, otherwise it would not be a genius, but a demon.
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In the early hours of the morning, a black sedan drove towards the west gate of the manor and was stopped by guards at the gate. The driver lowered the window, revealing a face in his thirties, slightly chubby, with a stubbled chin and beard, "I'm Sun Binghui, open the door." ”
The guard carried a portable electronic lamp to shine in the car through the glass, bent down to check, and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Sun." The eldest lady ordered that no one should leave until dawn. ”
"Bastard, I'm Sun Binghui, senior director of the mecha lab."
Ignore his angry roar. The guard had a poker face, his face expressionless. The voice was cold: "If Mr. Sun insists on going out, we will kill you on the spot." With that, he raised his hand, and two more gun-wielding guards flashed out of the darkness. stared at Sun Binghui coldly.
"Shit, shit." I had no choice but to turn around.
Back in his room, Sun Binghui rudely ripped open his collar. Pick up the bottle on the coffee table and pour a few sips. Smack, the bottle shattered. Red wine splatters everywhere. Sitting on the sofa with a blue face. Hands on his forehead leaning weakly against the back of the sofa. The eyes are closed.
In his thirties, he graduated from a prestigious school and studied under a famous family. One of the senior supervisors of the machine repair laboratory. was robbed of his job by a teenage bastard. It's too hot.
As soon as the sky was bright, Sun Binghui, who couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, came to the maintenance warehouse again. When he arrived, he found that several of the technicians who had left with him earlier had also returned. Everyone is putting the equipment away. Carry out the tail sweep work. Five brand-new mechs stand there.
The little fat man didn't clean the oil on his face and hands, stretched out his legs, and slept soundly on a yellow-lacquered iron shelf on the lifting platform. A pale blue metal ball slightly larger than a fist stayed silently beside him.
Sun Binghui's gaze swept over the five mechs and snorted coldly. He stretched out his hand to the person next to him and said, "Show me the body data." ”