Please Do Not Disturb My Cultivation

After coming out of the venue, Lin Wen didn't delay for a second, and immediately went to the Feijian workshop of Changshan Iron and Steel Plant.

The workshop is brightly lit, and the workers are still working hard to debug the equipment. At present, almost all the equipment has been debugged.

The only problem is that the strong magnetic field generator doesn't work continuously.

This is the last and most important part of the Feijian workshop.

They made a technical consultation to the manufacturer, but the technicians who came for support couldn't solve the problem.

Three technicians were scratching their heads in front of the huge machine, and there were five engineers behind them, also full of sorrow.

They discussed in a low voice for a while, and the leading senior technician said: "After checking many times, no problems were found. All the indicators of the equipment are correct. The magnetic loss phenomenon that occurred after 10 minutes of operation was caused by other problems."

A technician said: "It is the environmental problem here. The infrastructure in Changshan County is garbage, and it is not enough to support the operation of such high-end advanced equipment."

This statement was unanimously approved by everyone, and Lao Hu, the person in charge of the workshop, blushed. He tried to argue: "We have provided the best guarantee for this equipment!"

"Your insurance is shit," one technician said contemptuously.

Another technician also said: "Your power supply wiring does not conform to the conduction theorem at all, the arrangement of the lines is not optimal, and the quality and voltage of the lines are not stable enough."

The technical worker in charge of wiring behind Lao Hu immediately jumped up when he heard the words: "Fuck you, I have a problem with the wiring? Tell me!"

The senior technician glanced at him contemptuously: "Hillbilly."

Old Hu stopped the red-eyed technical worker and bowed deeply to him: "I'm sorry, it was our fault. Please follow your standards and reroute the wiring."

The senior technician turned his face away and ignored him, and another technician said coldly: "The wiring is not within our responsibility, this is your problem."

"After repeated inspections, there is no problem with the equipment, and we can evacuate. Remember to pay the maintenance fee within one week."

Old Hu was anxious: "But the equipment is not ready yet..."

An engineer pushed him away: "That's your problem."

Eight factory personnel filed out, but were stopped by Lin Wen at the workshop door.

The senior technician frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Lin Wen asked coldly, "How much is your maintenance fee?"

"Crazy." The senior technician reached out and was about to push him away, but found that the workers were all around him.

He took a step back and asked cautiously, "What do you want to do?"

Lin Wen turned his head and asked Zhang Xiaoda, the factory director beside him: "How much is their maintenance fee?"

"Ten million."

"So little?" Lin Wen frowned, "Forget it."

He pointed at the senior technician: "White pig, your skills are not up to standard, and you dare to ask for maintenance fees even if the equipment is not repaired?"

"White Pig" was furious immediately: "Who are you calling a pig? This is obviously your own problem!"

Lin Wen was too lazy to talk nonsense: "I fixed it, you give me the maintenance fee."

The white pig's face suddenly turned into a red pig: "You can fix it! I will give you 10 times the maintenance fee!"

Lin Wen glanced at the secretary Fang Weiwei who came along, she pointed to the recorder on her chest, and nodded.

Lin Wen is very satisfied, and now Fang Weiwei has become very useful and moist.

Directly ask questions to [Ask Yu Tian].

[How can this strong magnetic field generator return to normal operation? 】

Consumption: 50% Yuanshen.

Lin Wen used the spell without hesitation.

The power of Yuanshen quickly reduced from 37% to 12%.

[Cut off one-third of the strong condensation magnetic coil in the central area. 】

When Lin Wen said the plan, the red piggy almost pronounced it from his nostrils:

"It really is a country bumpkin from a barbaric tribe."

"Is it your turn to revise the design of the top scientists and experts in the empire?"

But the workers ignored him. They had already removed the back cover and cut the wires with tongs.

The red pig hurriedly shouted: "What are you doing? This is the latest experimental machine, if you break it, you will have to pay for it!"

Lin Wen sneered: "Experimental machine? You didn't seem to say that when you sold it to us, did you? Fang Weiwei, what did they say?"

Fang Weiwei replied with a standard high-cold secretary's indifferent female voice: "The latest product is the world's leading first stable super-strong magnetic field model, and the asking price for this is 99 million, which takes up 80% of the cost of all equipment in Feijian's workshop."

The red pig's face suddenly turned into a purple pig. He pointed at Lin Wen and said loudly, "We will not be responsible for the damage to the equipment caused by your disobedience."

click.

The technician cut off the last thread, checked it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he shouted: "Sheriff Lin, the work is finished."

"Check, turn on."

The purple pig yelled: "You guys are messing around, this machine is going to explode!"

Lao Hu himself pulled on the main switch of the power supply, and there was a whining sound. This was the sound of the voltage stabilizer working, but it frightened Zipi Pig and the others to run out.

"Run!"

"It's going to explode!"

The workers in the workshop did not move at all, because Lin Wen walked to the front, and after confirming with the chief engineer, he pressed the start button with his own hands.

A louder buzz sounded, accompanied by the background noise raised by the magnetic field, the machine started to run, the super-strong current was switched on, flowing in the strong condensate magnetic coil, amplified to a larger coil through magnetic induction, and gradually strengthened, finally forming a super-strong magnetic field covering the entire quenching workshop.

The machine ran for a minute without any abnormality.

When the operation lasted five minutes, the technicians of the manufacturer also came in. They saw the numbers on the magnetic field indicator at a glance, and immediately felt like a treasure.

"Look! Look! The magnetic field strength has dropped by a third! Not up to standard!"

"Hahaha, tell you to mess around!"

"The strong condensate magnetic coil is very expensive, it is easy to cut it off, and it needs at least 50 million to restore it!"

No one paid attention to him, Lin Wen remained unmoved.

At the seventh minute of operation, the magnetic field strength began to rise, the space unit current has reached 70 million amperes per meter, and the magnetic flux has exceeded 10 million Oss, which is close to the highest value.

After running for ten minutes, that is, when the magnetic field loss started before, the magnetic field strength has fully reached the standard.

Afterwards, the magnetic field generator kept running at this value for 30 minutes without abnormalities.

According to the general standard of industrial equipment, this machine has been successfully debugged and can operate normally.

Cheers broke out in Feijian's workshop, and Lin Wen asked loudly, "Are you ready?"

The workers answered in unison: "Ready!" The sound shook the roof, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Lin Wen said loudly: "The Feijian workshop is officially in production!"

A burst of louder cheers sounded, and the workers were excited and elated, and they took their positions one after another. No one paid any attention to the listless technicians in the middle.

Lin Wen pointed to Fang Weiwei and Zhang Xiaoda and said, "You guys, suppress them and ask the manufacturer to call me 10 billion."

The senior technician exclaimed: "Isn't it 100 million?"

Lin Wen sneered and said, "I was the one who solved the problem of your experimental product. The technical consulting fee, 10 billion is not too much, right?"

The senior technician's face was flushed, and he tried his best to argue, but Lin Wen didn't bother to talk to him, and left the follow-up work to Fang Weiwei and Zhang Xiaoda.

He turned around and walked into the ranks of workers, participating in the front-line production.

Of course, Lin Wen didn't have professional training, so he just stood by and passed parts and so on, and checked to see if there were any problems so that they could be resolved in a timely manner.

Fang Weiwei turned into a domineering female president, gaining the upper hand in negotiations with senior technicians.

Since Lin Wen gave her a copy of "On the Self-cultivation of an Actor", her acting skills have greatly improved, and she can play any role at her fingertips, switching without barriers.

The only pity is that she has never been able to return to the top, and since the Jieduquan document was replaced, she has never entered the queen's realm again.

However, it doesn't take such a high status to deal with these people, the aura of the female president is enough.

The senior technician's argument was invalid, so he could only connect to the manufacturer's phone and let the company's senior management take over this difficult matter.

However, when the company's top executives heard that the machine was actually working properly, their attitude changed dramatically.

Fang Weiwei was keenly aware of this, and while telling the technicians to shut up, threatened to detain the personnel, she started negotiations with General Motors, the most advanced equipment manufacturer in the empire.

After arduous bargaining, Fang Weiwei received a huge compensation of 1.2 billion, but she made a promise that Changshan County must assist them in producing a super-strong magnetic field generator that can operate normally.

Fang Weiwei looked unhappy at having suffered a huge loss, and sent the technician of the manufacturer to the car for the return journey.

But when she returned to Lin Wen's side, she turned into a well-behaved and weak female secretary again. Lin Wen was very happy after hearing the report, and took out a hundred yuan and stuffed it into her pocket.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, it's hard work."

Zhang Xiaoda's eyes almost popped out, he looked at Sheriff Lin, who was concentrating on passing the feeding hopper to the master worker.

Looking at Fang Weiwei again, the latter was flattening the hundred yuan with joy, carefully erasing all the wrinkles, and putting it in his chest, and even gave him a wary look.

Zhang Xiaoda can only use two words to describe his current mood.

Fuck.

Two hours later, the first batch of finished products from Feijian's workshop was finally about to be released.

All the workers who had no work for the time being gathered in front of the quenching workshop, waiting for the workers inside to come out.

Five minutes later, three operators wearing thick protective clothing, passed through two isolation doors, and took out the knives that had been quenched and tempered in a high magnetic field.

A total of forty-seven pieces were sent to the quality inspection department to ensure that the quality was up to standard.

When all the knives were labeled as qualified by the quality inspectors, all the staff in the Feijian workshop cheered together.

Zhang Xiaoda, the director of the factory, and Zhao Pengyuan, the person in charge of the Imperial Assets Office, embraced each other with tears streaming down their faces.

This is the crystallization of their sweat and tears.

This means that Changshan County finally has a real technological product, and it is no longer a wild place of ignorance and backwardness.

Lin Wen was calmer, and he ordered them to close the last step——

That is, the packaging of the product.

A top-notch knife must have a top-notch personality. It must be packaged in the most gorgeous, noble, low-key, connotative, and high-grade packaging. It cannot be taken out like this.

Lin Wen asked Lao Xie to immediately outsource a top-grade packaging company to make perfect packaging for each top-notch knives, requiring colorful black and radiant white.

A flying sword with complex inscriptions should be printed on the packaging, and the pattern should be enlarged while shrinking.

Each knife should be accompanied by an instruction manual in a foreign language. It is necessary to choose the rarest foreign language that no one knows, write all the nonsense, and highlight a detail.

Coupled with a beautiful quality guarantee, it claims that if there is a problem with the quality, it will be fully refunded and a new one will be returned, but the company address of the guarantee is the Mariana office in Java.

Only by doing all of the above meticulously can it be worthy of its 1 million price.

A big stone finally fell in Lin Wen's heart, and the Feijian workshop finally started normal production.

According to the current output, 2,000 units can be produced every month, and the income is about 2 billion to 2.5 billion. If all losses are included, the cost will be up to 10 million.

Lin Wen has no plans to expand production. The market for the top knives is not big. Two thousand is a very suitable quantity. If there are more, the price may drop, and the profit will decrease instead.

The current income ratio is the best state. On average, the daily income is around 70 million, while the cost is less than 500,000.

This is an out-and-out super-profiteering industry, which perfectly meets Lin Wen's expectations.

Funding issues were preliminarily resolved.

However, Lin Wen's goal was not 500,000 refugees at all, but all the more than 4 million refugees in Zhongzhou.

Money is not enough.

Lin Wen walked out of the Feijian workshop, which was in full swing. At this time, the new moon was like a hook, and the moonlight was dim. As far as the eye could see, the entire Changshan County was pitch black.

There is only a faint light on a small dot on the far east.

And the west is shrouded in layers of mountain shadows, like a demon lurking in the night.

Lin Wen stood halfway up the mountain, and the night breeze blew slowly, bringing a little bit of chill. It was already the end of autumn and winter was about to enter.

"I don't know if it's cold this winter? Are there any heating measures?"

Lin Wen's thoughts gradually drifted away.

"The money should be spent quickly, if it is not spent on ordinary people, it will be a piece of waste paper."

"The profiteering industry is just to feed back the county hall."

"The real pillar of Changshan County is the big factory."

"The happiness of the laborers is the foundation of all good fortune."

The third is later, I want to be thinner