Chapter 113 The Old Fox Acts

"Comrade Fang, how about we go to the guesthouse and rest for a while?

Please see if the conditions are suitable. If not, I will ask someone to reschedule it immediately."

Looking at Fang Xiang, it was obvious that he had not yet recovered from his shock.

Director Ma bent down, stretched out a hand and made an invitation gesture.

"Don't worry. If there are any problems with this sedan project, please tell me first."

Fang Xiang rubbed his temple.

Everything just now happened too fast. He just reacted.

"Then why don't you go to the office next door? That's the one Professor Xu was in. What do you think?"

Director Ma quickly took the luggage bag from Fang Xiang and asked.

"Row."

Fang Xiang didn't stop him and nodded in agreement.

When I walked into the office, there was still a lingering smell of cigarette smoke.

I opened the window and turned the ceiling fan to the maximum speed to get rid of the smoke.

Shanghai is in the south, and the temperature and humidity are much higher than those in Beijing.

After just a short while, a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on his body.

As soon as I sat down at the desk, I saw a lot of documents and drawings on it.

Professor Xu didn't even take any away.

"Please take a seat first. I'll ask Chief Engineer Wang to come over right away."

Director Ma turned around, made a cup of tea and placed it next to Fang Xiang.

"it is good"

Fang Xiang nodded and said, yes, this is the office director.

He definitely doesn't understand technical matters, so he needs to find someone who does.

Soon, an old man in his sixties with gray hair and wearing glasses came in.

"Hello, Comrade Fang, I am the chief engineer of Shanghai Automotive Industry Corporation. My last name is Wang. You can call me Engineer Wang."

As soon as Engineer Wang followed Director Ma into the room, he extended his hand and introduced himself.

"Mr. Wang, please take a seat. I am your junior, so please don't be too polite."

Fang Xiang quickly stood up, walked out and shook hands with Mr. Wang.

"The prototype of this car is the Mercedes-Benz W180, which was popular all over the world in the s.

The previous development phase went very smoothly. I believe you have already taken a ride on it when you came.

That was the prototype that was originally planned to be finalized. But when it was sent to the First Ministry of Machine Building for review, something unexpected happened.

Just last month, the First Ministry of Machine Building overturned the entire project and asked us to redesign it according to new indicators.

This is the original indicator, and this is the new indicator. The corresponding data, information and drawings have also been sent to us.

But we couldn't meet the requirements of the First Ministry of Machine Building.

Professor Xu has been here for almost half a month. At the beginning, he solved some problems left over from before.

But the new requirements of the First Ministry of Machine Building have not been resolved.”

The two exchanged a few simple greetings.

Mr. Wang began his introduction and divided the information on the table into two parts.

One is the original document and the other is the new document.

"I already know the original indicators. What about the new indicators?"

Fang wanted to listen carefully, and only asked after Mr. Wang had finished speaking.

“The new target is to change Hongqi’s V8 engine to L6.

Either that or transplant the L213 engine from the 4 Jeep, or change it to L6.

But . . . . we just can’t figure it out.”

By the time Mr. Wang finished speaking, cold sweat had appeared on his forehead.

"Are you kidding me? Changing V8 to L6? Which genius came up with this?"

Fang Xiang burst out laughing.

What kind of people are they? They can make even the simplest common sense mistakes.

"The leaders of the First Ministry of Machine Building held a meeting to study it..."

Mr. Wang took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It's impossible. Forget it. There is no structural similarity between the V8 and L6.

This amount of work is no different from redesigning a new engine.

What about the 213 engine?

Fang Xiang just shook his head.

This is where administrative and scientific research people don't get along.

Those who work in administration are always self-righteous and never consider the possibilities of scientific research.

"Professor Xu said the same thing at the beginning. Because of this, he even slammed the table with Zhang Bu.

What Zhang Bu meant was that he believed that using the same engine could reduce costs and production costs.

However, after Professor Xu's advice, Zhang Bu has given up this idea.

Professor Xu has discussed the 213 engine with Minister Hu several times.

But Hu Bu meant that this was the asset of the General Armament Department, and he disagreed.

Unless you ask... "

Mr. Wang’s explanation once again made Fang Xiang unable to hold back his excitement.

What do you want me to speak?

This has something to do with me... Could it be that because of the car robbery last time, Mr. Hu and Professor Xu had a conflict?

"No, it's just a blueprint of the 213 engine. Professor Xu, do you want it over?"

Fang Xiang pondered for a moment and felt that something was not quite right.

“Incomplete…”

Mr. Wang explained, and Fang Xiang understood immediately.

Professor Xu probably didn't have a complete backup of the drawings.

So we can only ask for it from the General Armament Department.

But last time when the car was stolen, Professor Xu probably wanted to take the credit, so he had an unpleasant argument with Mr. Hu.

Why not just cut off the firewood from the bottom of the pot and call myself in. After all, I was the one who drew the blueprint.

If Mr. Hu doesn't give it to me, I can always draw another one. But why should I come here?

Can't you just draw a blueprint and send it over?

Oh yes.

There are also issues of matching, assembly, and adjusting parameters.

Professor Xu probably finds it troublesome, but he wouldn't want to run thousands of kilometers to do this, right?

Is there something hidden in there that I don't know about?

"Okay, you guys take a seat first, I'll call Mr. Hu."

Fang Xiang, who finally understood the cause of the incident, was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Hello, is this Mr. Hu? I'm Xiao Fang from Shuimu, and I'm at Shanghai Automotive Industry Corporation right now."

Soon, the call was connected.

"Good boy, did you really go to Shanghai?"

"What else? Did you have a conflict with Professor Xu?"

"Don't mention him to me. It makes me so mad."

"It's not worth it, we are all contributing to the country.

Besides, you suffered a loss last time, but you got it back this time."

"Humph, it's not that simple. Do you want the 213 map?"

"You are wise, isn't this the requirement of the First Ministry of Machine Building?

Anyway, the 213 engine can be used as a reference, so give it a try. "

"Okay, since you drew the picture anyway, why should I be the bad guy? I'll send it to you later.

But you owe me a favor.”

"Look at what you said. How does this have to do with owing favors?"

"I don't care, you have to remember this favor.

There are hundreds of drawings there. If I don’t give them to you, you can draw them again.

But it will take quite some time to finish the painting, and I saved you the trouble, so you should owe me a favor."

"You are blackmailing me! How can you do that?"

"Don't try to play tricks on me. It's all blackmail. Why didn't you tell me about the benefits I gave you?

Let’s not talk about the second-class merit, let’s just talk about the new car of 213. Do you still want it?”

"Well... of course I have to take it. Okay, I'll just consider it as a favor to you.

But you can't give me something that I can't handle or that I'm not happy about, right?"

"Hey, that can't be done. Anyway, you just owe it to me first. I'll tell you when I need it later."

After hanging up the phone, Fang finally understood. In fact, there was no need for Mr. Hu to have a conflict with Professor Xu over the car snatching incident.

The purpose should be yourself.

The so-called "owing a favor" probably meant that he wanted to be transferred to the General Armament Department. That's why he put on a show.

And Professor Xu probably knows this in his heart as well.

As for where he will go after graduation, he is not in a position to say it, or it may not be the right time to say it.

This communication with Mr. Hu was entirely to pave the way for my future move to the General Armament Department.

But have they ever thought about whether they are willing to go to the General Armament Department?

Fang Xiang shook his head, they are all old foxes.

It was just a show I put on for myself.

But don’t worry for now, because you will definitely not get your diploma this year.

We have to wait until next year at least. We’ll talk about it then.

Solve the current problem first.