Chapter 33: Pretend and Run

"Is this the end? Are you going to let me watch it or not?

If you don’t want me to see it, just tell me, I’m leaving now.”

Fang wanted to break free from Engineer Zhao's hand and turned to look at Director Yin.

"He is Professor Xu's student. Professor Xu asked him to come and see."

Director Yin was sitting behind the desk, so how could he not see what was happening here?

But he didn't say much, just explained it lightly.

Then he continued to review the documents.

"Can I see it?"

Fang Xiang saw that Director Yin had spoken, so he turned around and looked at Engineer Zhao again.

Engineer Zhao withdrew his hand and said nothing more, but the expression on his face clearly revealed ridicule and unwillingness.

How could Fang not know what Mr. Zhao was thinking.

But he was in no mood to care.

I opened the drawing and started looking at it.

At first glance, Fang Xiang recognized it as a gasoline engine.

It is a four-stroke water-cooled carbureted V8 engine with eight cylinders.

Looking at the size of the cylinder, we can roughly estimate that the displacement should be 5.6 liters.

The maximum power, as written on the drawing, is 164kw.

Without clutch data, it is impossible to estimate the maximum speed.

Fang Xiang recalled that if he guessed correctly, this should be the engine of the Hongqi car.

In less than ten minutes, I finished reading the entire design drawing.

He turned around, walked to Director Yin's desk, picked up the pen holder, and found a pencil from it.

He also ignored the curious looks of Director Yin, Engineer Zhao and Secretary Huang.

Sit back down and turn back to the first page.

“Here, there is a design problem with the ignition system, and it will not ignite.

Here, the angle of the valve train design is unreasonable, which can easily cause the lubricating oil to flow back and cause oil burning.

Just when Fang wanted to mark on the drawing.

"Hey, hey, hey, how can you scribble on the drawing?"

Mr. Zhao couldn't sit still anymore and grabbed Fang Xiang's hand again.

"You asked me to solve the problem. Now that I see the problem, will you let me solve it?"

Fang Xiang couldn't bear it any longer and shook off Mr. Zhao's hand.

"you!"

Mr. Zhao's face turned red and he was about to say something.

"Wait, I just heard Xiao Fang talking about the ignition system and the valve timing. What's wrong?"

At this time, Director Yin could no longer sit still and walked over.

“I have already marked the two problematic areas.

There are more questions later.

Didn’t you ask Professor Xu to solve the problem?

Professor Xu couldn't come because of something, so I'm here.

Since you won't let me solve the problem.

Then I'm going to go."

Fang Xiang had had enough of these people's troubles today.

He threw the pencil on the table and turned away.

"Student Xiao Fang, don't be impatient. You haven't explained the question clearly yet."

Director Yin's voice sounded from behind.

But Fang Xiang was too lazy to listen any more and just left.

"Mr. Zhao, what did I just say?"

Director Yin saw that Fang Xiang had already left, and quickly signaled Secretary Huang to chase him.

"But you can't just draw it on the drawing?!"

Mr. Zhao stiffened his neck, his face full of anger.

"Don't tell me that. Just tell me whether the mark I just made is correct or not!"

Director Yin also got angry.

No one who can sit in this position is a fool.

Director Yin could not imagine the reason why Fang Xiang gave up halfway.

Originally, they couldn't handle it themselves, so they asked Professor Xu for help.

Professor Xu was busy, so he asked the students to come and take a look.

It would be fine if this student named Fang Xiang couldn’t see it.

At most, you can just say a few nice words and send the student away.

We can't offend anyone. After all, we will need Professor Xu's help in the future.

Now that you look down on his students, does that mean you look down on Professor Xu himself?

Since you look down on others, why do you ask them to help you?

Even if Director Yin is ignorant, he would never do such a thing.

"I'm talking to you! Check to see if the marking is correct!"

Seeing that Mr. Zhao was still sticking his neck out and looking unconvinced, Director Yin also became angry.

The sound also became louder involuntarily.

When Mr. Zhao saw that Director Yin got angry, his neck shrank involuntarily.

After all, they are all his soldiers. No matter how unwilling they are, they have to wait and see.

Mr. Zhao is old and has a bad temper, but he is not a fool.

I could only snort coldly to express my dissatisfaction.

He picked up the drawing, put on his reading glasses, and took a look at the place he had just wanted to mark.

"what?"

You don't know until you see it. Once he saw it, Engineer Zhao also discovered the problem.

"Yeah, why didn't I notice it before?"

Engineer Zhao stared at the marked place for a long time before he slapped his head.

Then when I looked up, I found that Director Yin still had that angry expression.

"What do you mean? Is the bid correct?"

Director Yin also noticed that Mr. Zhao’s expression was not right.

But he is not a technical person and doesn't understand this, so he can only ask.

"this......"

Mr. Zhao's face turned red and he felt a little embarrassed.

But I couldn't bear it for the sake of face, so I just kept silent.

"The drawings are here, you go first."

Director Yin saw through Mr. Zhao’s thoughts at a glance.

He wanted to scold him, but then he changed his mind, sighed, and waved his hand to let Mr. Zhao go first.

Mr. Zhao was embarrassed and didn't know what to say. He took off his reading glasses, opened the door and left silently.

"Xiao Fang, Xiao Fang, please stay."

Secretary Huang stopped Fang Xiang at the gate of the yard, panting.

"It was our attitude just now that was wrong, and you are so magnanimous.

Mr. Zhao is old and in poor health. Every autumn and winter, he suffers from his old ailments.

That’s why he loses his temper easily. I apologize to you on his behalf.”

Secretary Huang didn't know what was going on at first.

But Fang Xiang was seen marking on the drawing while discussing the problem.

How could you not understand that Fang Xiang was trying to solve the problem?

Although he also doubted the authenticity of the issues Fang Xiang marked and mentioned because of his age.

But since Director Yin asked him to chase after him, the punishment will have to fall on his butt.

No matter what, Fang Xiang cannot be allowed to leave.

Even if what he said was wrong, you have to stay first.

While speaking nice words, he bowed and apologized with an extremely sincere attitude.

Instead, it made Fang Xiang feel a little uncomfortable.

“Okay, okay, but I said okay, show me your face again.

Don't blame me for leaving, and don't stop me."

Fang Xiang finally felt soft-hearted, seeing that Secretary Huang had bowed and apologized.

If you don't give face, you will appear to be too petty.

However, in order to prevent the situation just now from happening again, I'll just say the ugly words up front.

“No, not really.

I promise, never again.”

Secretary Huang saw that Fang wanted to agree to go back, so he quickly nodded in agreement.

Fang Xiang nodded and followed Secretary Huang back to the office.

Seeing that Mr. Zhao was gone, only Director Yin was still reviewing the documents.

No more words to say.

He picked up the pencil and continued marking.

“Here, the throttle opening and closing angle does not match the intake volume required by the engine, resulting in incomplete combustion of gasoline.

Here, the crankshaft is not strong enough and may deform or even break after long-term use.

Here, the intake manifold is unreasonable and takes up too much space.

Here, the cooling system pipes are a bit narrow, and overheating will occur in hot summer days.

Here, what the designers were thinking will produce a lot of carbon deposits, causing noise and increasing fuel consumption.

Why does the intake pipe have so many bends here? With such a small intake volume, do you still complain that the engine's fuel consumption is not high?

Here, the piston connecting rod assembly design is flawed.

And here... here... here..."

As Fang Xiang spoke, he drew the location of the problem on the drawing.

“According to your design, these eight cylinders will consume more fuel than the 8-cylinder engine.

With only 220 horsepower, the fuel consumption should be around 30 liters, right? Does our country produce a lot of oil? "

After finishing the painting, Fang Xiang looked up and found that Secretary Huang and Director Yin were looking at him in surprise.

Suddenly I felt that these two people probably didn't understand what I was saying at all.

"Forget it, my mission is complete, you guys can handle it yourselves. I'm leaving first."