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Bojia Fishing Tackle Factory.

"Old Chu, will this work?" Zhang Yuanlai came here whenever he had time in the past few days.

"Xiao Ze said that it is only half-cost now and has not been inked yet. He is just looking for a relatively solid structure to prepare for mass production." Chu Bo was not very sure in his heart.

But now for him, the arrow is on the string and has to be shot.

The money for his son's wedding has been used to buy equipment and materials.

"Why do I feel that it will break if I bend it." Zhang Yuanlai muttered.

At this time, Chu Ze in the laboratory seemed to hear Zhang Yuanlai's muttering.

"Uncle Zhang, if you can tear it apart, maybe you are the Superman left on Earth by the Kryptonians." Chu Ze smiled and put down the work in his hands.

It seems that it is very simple for him to deal with carbon fiber now, but only Chu Ze himself knows whether it is difficult or not.

He has been trying to find a stable structure these days, but the result is not very good.

However, with a 40% bonus to scientific research, Chu Ze had a quick mind like a clockwork, and found the research direction in failure.

"Then don't blame me if I break it." Zhang Yuanlai walked over with some disbelief.

"No."

Chu Ze handed over a fishing rod, and Zhang Yuanlai did not say anything, directly put his hands and knees.

Just like breaking a bamboo, just a force.

Zhang Yuanlai felt the stimulation in his legs, and then the fishing rod did not move at all.

Hmm... Zhang Yuanlai did not believe in evil, and bent it again, looking at the rod that did not change at all, his eyes were full of surprise.

"So hard?" Zhang Yuanlai looked at the fishing rod, and the fish mark in his hand did not look like such a hard guy.

"This is far from the limit. If it is carbonized, it can at least withstand ten tons of pressure." Chu Ze smiled. Carbon fiber material looks very soft, but in real use, the hardness is comparable to steel.

But if it is pulled, the hardness may be increased several times.

"Such a fishing rod can withstand more than ten tons of pressure?" Zhang Yuanlai raised the rod in his hand with some disbelief.

"Yes, this is just the beginning. If we study it in depth, it may be able to withstand hundreds of tons."

Chu Ze nodded. He spent a lot of effort on the design of the carbon rod.

Fishing rods are nothing more than hardness and the pulling resistance after bending.

"When will it be carbonized?" Zhang Yuanlai's disbelief was instinctive, but Chu Ze had no need to lie to himself.

"The high-temperature furnace is ready. We need to preheat it first and try it later."

"Let's see how hard it is."

Zhang Yuanlai had just finished speaking when a ring rang and Zhang Yuanlai took out his phone.

The phones of this period were still the kind with buttons, not as big as bricks before, but there were no other functions except making calls and receiving text messages.

"Dad, I'm back. I brought a few friends back from Hangzhou. I'm out of money. Can you transfer some money to me?"

"Friends? Bring them here for me to see, and I'll transfer it to you."

Zhang Yuanlai answered the phone and said unhappily.

He knew his son's personality, and even regretted not insisting on letting his son give up the idea.

He insisted on learning music and said he had opened a recording studio in Yanjing. If he continued like this, he felt that his son would squander all his family property sooner or later.

"Don't, they are very young, it would be too embarrassing."

"Your brother Ze is back too."

"Ze is back too?"

"Yes, you should be the same age, bring the money here if you want, I'm in your uncle Chu's factory, that's it, hang up."

Zhang Yuanlai didn't wait for his son to respond, but hung up the phone immediately.

At the same time, Yucheng.

In a car, a young man silently hung up the phone.

"My dad misses me. Otherwise, I have to go back first. I'll introduce someone to you. His family has a big pond where you can fish. You haven't experienced it yet, right? Do you want to go to the hotel first, or go fishing?"

Zhang Zhicheng looked back at the people in the car without blinking.

"Why don't we go fishing first? I haven't fished before."

"Then let's go."

"Let's go. I'll notify Xia Fei."

Zhang Zhicheng's eyes lit up, and then he immediately started the car and drove towards the industrial zone of Yucheng.

Not long after, rows of factory buildings appeared.

Zhang Zhicheng drove into a factory and greeted the guard cordially.

The factory is not large, with three factory buildings and an office building, and the geographical location is also very remote.

"Uncle Nie, where is my dad."

Zhang Zhicheng was obviously very familiar with everyone in the factory. Looking at a familiar figure, he immediately asked.

"In factory building No. 1.""Okay, thank you Uncle Nie."

Zhang Zhicheng nodded, then turned to look at a beautiful girl who got out of the car. She was wearing a pair of jeans, a simple shirt, and sunglasses.

"By the way, her mother came with her, right?" Zhang Zhicheng asked curiously.

"Yes."

"Miss Liu's mother is really worried, so I don't have a chance."

"You don't have a chance if your aunt isn't here."

"That's hard to say."

The girl curled her lips and didn't say anything else. Her tone was full of disdain. As she spoke, she looked around curiously.

Not long after, another car drove into the factory.

It stopped next to Zhang Zhicheng, and two figures got out of the car from the main and co-pilot seats.

Their faces are somewhat similar, both are oval-shaped, their eyes are like two drops of water, their long flowing hair is black and shiny, and one of the girl's hair is free and unrestrained.

"Hello, Aunt Liu." Zhang Zhicheng immediately restrained the wild smile on his face, and his sturdy figure stood straight.

The three people who got off Zhang Zhicheng's car couldn't help but curl their lips.

"Yeah." Aunt Liu nodded undeniably, looking around like the girl before.

The slender figure next to Aunt Liu jumped directly to the girl before, and her hands were naturally linked together.

"Why didn't you tell me to go out and play."

"I thought you wouldn't come. If you came, we would make an appointment and go out by ourselves."

"It's okay. We'll play in Yucheng for a few days, then go to Mount Tai or return to Yanjing."

"Sure."

The two girls of similar age seemed to have endless things to say, chatting as if no one was around.

Aunt Liu, on the other hand, glanced and slowly withdrew her gaze.

"Why are you here?" Aunt Liu asked in a puzzled tone.

"To see my dad, and to go fishing in the back..."

Zhang Zhicheng wanted to join the conversation between the two beautiful girls, but when faced with questions, he answered every question.