Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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The next day, Yang Rui came to the WestJet factory full of confidence.

At this time, cranes, trucks and more workers were already waiting outside the factory, smoking cigarettes, drinking tea, chatting and waiting for work to start.

Frankie came a little earlier, imitating the Chinese with a smile, and scattered cigarettes for everyone. He scattered cigarettes very quickly. He unpacked one pack in a while, and then unpacked another pack and distributed it to everyone.

Moreover, unlike his own employees in the factory, the cheapest cigarettes that Franky exhales are the big front door for thirty cents.

Daqianmen is commonly known as cadre cigarettes, because only cadres can afford to smoke, and only cadres can get tickets.

In fact, ordinary cadres only buy two packs of Daqianmen a month, and only give them away when they are doing business.

Franky doesn't have this kind of frugal consciousness anymore. With his annual salary of more than 100,000 pounds and various travel subsidies, he can be said to be extremely rich in this part of China. Moreover, he has all the money in his hand. It's foreign exchange, and you don't need a ticket to buy any cigarettes.

After a while, Frankie let out a few cigarettes.

The people around him, with cigarettes in their ears, hands, and pockets, all felt that Frankie, a foreigner, was straightforward and generous, and they couldn't stop praising him: "Fatty is bold...fatty is so generous... He's a good guy..."

Franky also gave himself a thumbs up, and happily repeated the words he could understand: "Good man, I am a good man."

"You are a good person." Yang Rui also came over with a smile.

"Ah, are you awake? Are you smoking?" Frankie saw Yang Rui coming, and handed him a cigarette, his face wrinkled with a smile, and said, "Are you going to continue the experiment today? We are going to take advantage of this I was free for a while, and after rebuilding a garden, I found a Frenchman and designed a very beautiful small garden. You know, I must let the Frenchman do the design and let the German be the technician..."

"Where are the British?"

"It's fine as long as the British don't become chefs." Franky patted his stomach and said with an exaggerated smile: "This is the result of my residency in Italy."

Yang Rui shook his head and laughed, and asked again: "To build a garden, we need to expand the area. Is there any space?"

The former WestJet factory was transformed from an old workshop. Although the scale of the workshop is not small, there is no open space outside the workshop.

Franky shrugged and said: "We have already communicated with Hedong Province, and we will bear the full cost of technological transformation. The Hedong Provincial Government once again gave us 10 acres of land for free. Our payment is considered to be a transformation of the environment. Well, Sinovel does not need to contribute capital, as long as the agreement is signed.”

The WestJet factory is an enterprise invested by three parties. Expanding the area is tantamount to increasing capital, which needs to be discussed in advance. However, Zeneca unilaterally paid the money, and the other two parties have no reason to disagree.

Yang Rui naturally agreed,

He said with a smile, "Over 6,000 square meters is not old or young. The Xibao Meat Factory is really generous. It's all a garden?"

"Calculate the edge of the factory and make room for some distance. There is not much room for a garden. However, the independence of the WestJet factory will be completely improved, and it will be easier to become independent in the future." Franky explained quite detailed.

The land sent by the West Fort Meat Factory will further separate the relationship between itself and the WestJet factory, which is indeed a somewhat ironic story.

However, this is also the trend of future development. There was a Xibao meat joint factory in the past. On the one hand, it was due to the needs of Yang Rui, on the one hand, the demand for raw materials for the tissue extraction method, and on the other hand, the policy restrictions on foreign investment and joint ventures. Now, a year has passed, and Yang Rui's status has undergone earth-shaking changes. The tissue extraction method is facing elimination, and the policy has changed more than expected. Everything has determined the marginalization of the Xibao Meat Factory.

If there are no more good things to happen, the Xibao Meat Factory will be eliminated in the next few years.

In the next few years, Uncle Duan Hua may not know where he will go. Yang Rui has no objection to this. He laughed at Frankie's vigorous and resolute words, and said: "Building the garden has been delayed. I sent the paper yesterday. Work can be resumed today."

"Ah! It was sent, and I said I could bring it to London for you." Franky said casually, and immediately said, "I asked the engineering side to change the plan and resume the workshop work today."

In order to cooperate with Yang Rui's experiment, the original three-shift WestJet factory has been turned into two shifts, and the dismantled clean workshops have not all been restored. These will affect the output and quality of the factory.

For Zeneca or Yang Rui, every day of delay means the loss of thousands of dollars, which cannot be ignored.

After confirming that Yang Rui's dissertation was completed, Franky stopped talking about the small garden and first ordered the staff to come to the workshop.

After a while, the engineer came in a hurry and decided on the reconstruction on the spot.

Frankie took the time to ask Yang Rui, "Does the equipment still need to be modified? There are still pipelines."

"There is nothing much to modify about the hardware. As for the parameters, just follow the rules I set." Yang Rui took out the half-written parameter sheet, which marked the numbers that each instrument should have.

This procedure looks simple, but it is not comprehensive. Comprehensive procedures require data such as formulas, parameter ranges, and key nodes, which are usually not provided by technology providers.

Yang Rui only gave some specific numbers, such as when the flow rate is 500L, an 80-degree water bath is provided, and so on, so that the factory can produce things according to this procedure.

As for why these numbers are combined in this way, Yang Rui doesn't need to explain.

His thesis, in the documents he handed over to the patent office, does not need to be specifically stated.

Franky knew this well, and he didn't expect Yang Rui to disclose all the technical details.

However, looking at the rudimentary procedures written on the homework paper, Franky still had doubts and said: "It would be too hasty to do it like this now, maybe we can wait until you have completed all the procedures, Then use it to do it, isn’t what we’re doing pretty good now?”

"Now it is done with the continuation of the previous parameters. At the beginning, the effect was good, but with the change of some non-indicative parameters, the effect is getting worse and worse. Therefore, the new procedure is adopted now. The effect It would be better, anyway, it at least proves my theory, right?"

"Well, you are, you have the final say."

"Then let's start now." Yang Rui walked into the workshop, looked at the various instruments, found a procedure that was more in line with the current situation, copied it and handed it to Tian Shichang, and asked him to arrange for everyone to adjust the equipment.

After two hours, the tuned condenser began to tremble.

Pieces of orange-yellow crystals were spit out along the pipe at the front, and soon spit out a plate.

"Raddell, go and have a look." Radell, a technician from the capital, was still reluctant to leave, and had been doing research in front of the WestJet factory, but with his ability, it was obviously not easy to produce results. Fortunately, Frankie It also takes a knowledgeable person to keep Radell.

Radell came out with a magnifying glass, picked up a medium-sized crystal with tweezers, and slowly looked at it.

"The growth is good, the growth rate of each crystal face looks very uniform, and the shape of the growth is also very beautiful. It seems that the diffusion process of the solute is very good. The steric hindrance of the growth unit has a certain impact on the growth of the crystal. , but this is a problem that cannot be solved at present, so it is not bad..."

"Raddle."

"kindness?"

"speak English."

"Oh... the grains are uniform, the clarity is relatively high, and the weight has not been weighed yet, but it looks like this, the size of three-quarters of a rice grain, as the first batch of results, if you ask me, it's pretty good."

Frankie looked at Yang Rui and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Mr. Yang, the quality of the first batch of products is good."

"Although we haven't weighed yet, I think the weight will be less than expected." Radell interrupted their celebration.

"Lighter weight? New technology will have this problem?" Franky wrinkled his chubby face like a deflated hot air balloon.

Coenzyme Q10 is sold according to weight, and the lighter the total weight is, the lower the yield is, which is the opposite of what Zeneca expects.

"Weighing?" Tian Shichang asked in Chinese.

"Of course, I'll weigh it." After hearing what the interpreter said, Frankie weighed nervously.

Because there is no need to be accurate to the decimal point, Tian Shichang took a commonly used electronic scale and removed the weight of the pallet.

Putting the whole plate of coenzyme Q10 on the electronic scale, Franky looked at it with a very serious expression, and read the number at the same time: "1685 grams, that's more than three pounds, right?"

Standing opposite Xueba, Franky's trust in numbers is greatly reduced.

"3.7 pounds." Yang Rui nodded.

"What's our expectation, one kilogram?" Franky asked Radell confusedly.

Radell was a little embarrassed, picked up the plate in confusion, put it down again, and then simply put another bottle of water on it...

"The inside of the crystal has become tighter, so the volume seems to be smaller, but the actual weight has increased. This can shorten the crystallization time and increase the yield in a disguised form." Yang Rui stood up and explained.

Franky's eyes brightened: "Another new technology?"

Yang Rui shook his head: "The old technology is used in a new way, just to adjust the production parameters, so I added it together."

"Excellent technology!" Franky raised his thumb, and pulled away Radell who was looking left and right.

"I'll stay for another day, and then I'm going back to school. I don't think I'll be able to wait until the clean room is ready." Yang Rui wiped his hands and said, "Mr. Franky, don't forget our agreement."

"Promise? Oh...Of course, you can rest assured to go back to Beijing, and I will help you take care of Hedong." Franky nodded his head, and said happily: "Once the headquarters decides on the construction plan of the new factory, I will definitely Communicating with you, I believe that the headquarters will also value your opinion."

"Also remember to communicate with my father." Yang Rui made a phone call gesture.

"Of course, of course." Frank doesn't care where the new factory is built. In terms of remoteness, West Fort Town is already remote enough. As long as the electricity, water and communication are acceptable, the site selection requirements for high-tech biological factories are not high. Almost everywhere.

Listening to the exchange between the two, Radell stared at the tray with some depression. He hadn't figured out the meaning of the parameter change yet, and now he had the old technology to shorten the crystallization time, which made Radell's brain not enough.

If you don't want to understand the new technology, there are reasons for rebuttal. If you don't know the old technology, there is nothing to say.

The more Radell thought about it, the more helpless he became. He suddenly felt dull about the so-called research.

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