Monster Factory

Raytheon was founded in 1920 and was promoted to one of the world's top 500 companies four years ago.

It is also one of the oldest defense contractors, mainly engaged in defense and business electronics, commercial and special mission aircraft, and its products are among the world's top technology.

The company may not be known in the general consumer space, but it has a pivotal position in global navigation and satellite technology.

When the Apollo spacecraft landed on the moon, it was able to transmit broadcast signals to the Earth, and millions of people witnessed the most spectacular scene in human history, relying on the satellite relay equipment produced by Raytheon.

Such a company, able to open to Ye Qing, is meaningful in itself.

Of course, the world's high-tech factories open to visit are a virtue, can show you, are not sensitive technology, really home to the ability, God, the old man has come to hide.

After the small business plane stopped, Raytheon sent five managers to welcome Ye Qing at their own airport.

Well, it is welcome. In fact, there are no joys in the faces of these people.

They were boring and sulking, and saw the plane landed, and they reluctantly greeted them, shaking hands with Ye Qing.

"This is Mr. Bossell, vice president of Raytheon."

"Hello." A strong man with a beard and a handshake with Ye Qing.

"This is a mechanical engineer at Raytheon, Mr. Briscoe."

"This is Raytheon's business manager, Mr. Keira."

"Who is this……"

"My name is Dabinit, one of the shareholders of Raytheon." The last one introduced himself, but smiled and stood still, without raising his right hand.

After a circle was introduced, Ye Qing was a little unhappy.

From the management of these Raytheon companies, Ye Qing can read a sense of shadow. That is the ignorance of Ye Qing and his party. They are completely out of perfunctory. They are greeted by the government’s request, with some impatience and the arrogance of the air.

Ye Qing is not looking at the door to talk about the salesman, seeking cooperation.

Even if they are showing a proud face to whom?

Ye Qing is not happy, but out of courtesy, she still squeezes a smile.

"Mr. Ye, I am also aware of the Behemoth Heavy Industry. I heard that your company is particularly powerful in the field of machinery manufacturing." Besor, the vice president who walked in front, took a breath and said: "Mr. Ye first visited, Let's take a look at the mechanical manufacturing part of Raytheon."

"On the other side of the No. 3 factory, we are making mechanical gyroscopes. Please comment on Mr. Ye, our Raytheon company's technical strength in mechanical manufacturing."

Vice President Bossor said that in the last sentence, he finally showed a smile.

But this is a smug smile!

This smile includes a smile that allows you to open your eyes and see the strength of the world's most sophisticated technology companies.

Since the new president took office, it has become more and more unremarkable.

Vice President Bossor couldn’t help but complain that they were so open to a young entrepreneur from China.

Well, even if it is a heavy animal, how about Raytheon and the behemoth heavy work, it is completely two world companies.

Raytheon's main business is in the national defense technology. The US military is operating globally, winning one war after another in a rolling manner. Which one does not have the shadow of Raytheon?

Giant beast heavy work is just a civilian company. The difference between the two is like a sword, a pot and a pot, and of course the sword must be superior.

The world is big and the president is the biggest. After ordering the company, Raytheon was reluctant, and it was only able to pinch the nose. But my heart was very uncomfortable, like a blond Germanic woman, who was smashed with oil by a rude and savage yellow-skinned man.

What else can be done, let them deeply realize that they are just a group of villagers who have just stepped out of the mountains.

"Mechanical gyroscope?" Ye Qing looked at the vice president Bossor with a look.

how come……

Let yourself visit this, Ye Qinglian look at the precision machinery and equipment that lacks interest?

Of course, Ye Qing’s very boring look, in the eyes of Vice President Bossall, became Ye Qing’s intentional use of indifference to hide his inner nervousness.

It’s really a little nervous cloud poetry, and I’ve been paying attention to it by these foreigners. After all, beauty is where the beautiful scenery is.

Vice President Bossor directly called a sightseeing electric car, carrying Ye Qing and his party to the No. 3 factory.

When I arrived at No. 3 Factory, Ye Qingxin said that it was a very pleasant visit. In the large factory building, the automatic robots on the assembly line are moving, and dozens of workers are somewhat careless, standing on the post and monitoring the production status of the assembly line.

Said to be a random visit, because just stepped into the No. 3 factory, the accompanying business department receptionist Hannah, stepped on a little black lacquered oil, she wore high heels, almost slipped.

Ye Qing dragged her from behind, and the latter flustered her hair and even said three grams of oil.

"Cough~ I'm sorry, I didn't have time to let the workers clean the factory." Vice President Bossor squinted at his difficulty. It seems that if the Yunshi, who acts as a translator, slips, he will not even say a word.

Machining, no matter how high the technology content, it is always a magic weapon.

This little waste oil on the ground is not called at all. The workers saw it. It is OK to use a pedal. Which factory does not have this situation? It is only in most factories that when someone visits, they will deliberately clean up the factory and clean the ground, and Raytheon will not take this visit seriously.

"Yes, Mr. Ye, you are also engaged in mechanical processing, the factory is oily. This situation is normal." Vice President Bossor used leather shoes to open the oil and asked Ye Qing very casually.

"Our factory, this will not happen." Ye Qing tells the truth.

"I love the face of the Orientals." Vice President Bossor felt a word in his heart, then gestured to follow them and boarded the patrol platform of the No. 3 factory.

The mechanical gyro is spelled with precision. Even if it is 10,000 years old, it can't be made. The Raytheon company can display it at will.

Vice President Bossor took a metal step and looked forward to it.

Looking forward to Ye Qing and his party, they are shocked by the level of their high-tech automation.

After the steps have been climbed, the entire interior of the No. 3 factory is also reflected in the eyes. At first glance, the steel is erected, and the pipeline is vertical and horizontal, just like a scene in a science fiction movie.

A piece of alloy metal with a large fist is neatly arranged on the assembly line. A variety of orange-red industrial robots, like surgery, are precisely machined on metal balls.

By patrolling the monitoring equipment on the high platform, people can clearly see that the metal balls, under the processing of industrial robots, become laser-cut and become a sophisticated instrument housing with complex hollows, and then the casing is sent into the assembly line and is carried out. One step part assembly step.

Some robots hold a thin drill bit and drill holes in the thick vertical shaft of the refill. There are robots with sharp knives that blow hair and haircuts, several rounds back and forth, like a cap-sized metal, cut into complex geometries.

And everything, no need for any worker involvement.

Mechanical gyroscope, an important instrument that can be used on various types of missiles and aircraft to judge posture.

Looking at the world, which factory can use a fully automated means to produce such precision instruments?

They rely on manual assembly and polishing, and the production of military-grade mechanical gyroscopes is very touching.

Even after many times, Vice President Bossor is still full of inexplicable pride, because everything in front of him represents the most advanced in the world.

"Ha ~" Ye Qing, who had been sitting for ten hours, was really boring. He raised his hands and couldn't help but make a big boring anger. And the former vice president Bossor was in front of the runway, boring waiting for Ye Qing to come to a look.

"Mr. Bossor, can you change your visit?"

Vice President Bossor’s excited expression was stiff on the spot.

What does this kid mean?