Yi Chuanzong walked to the first position next to him without caring.

Since you want to mess with him, he will naturally not show mercy.

Now, the drama has just begun.

Looking at the strange-looking workshop director named Lin in front of him, Yi Chuanzong said cheerfully: "I put the pieces here, but you want to test them for me. Aren't you the one who tests them?"

The workshop director's eyes were full of reluctance.

They all saw what happened just now. If the measurement failed, it would be fine. If the measurement succeeded, wouldn't it offend the director?

Why do we have to do the measurement on his side?

Yi Chuanzong was not in a hurry, he just waited silently. Anyway, he was not the one who was anxious.

The workshop director kept indicating with his eyes that he wanted to change to another person.

But Yi Chuanzong was unmoved. Now he had to find someone to test him. He had already offended one person, so he would only offend this one.

After a while, Director Zhang saw no reaction and asked loudly, "It's been so long, why haven't you measured yet?"

The workshop director surnamed Lin quickly replied: "There is something wrong with my measuring tool. I have already replaced it."

After saying that, he could only start the test with his head down. Obviously, the leader hoped that the workpiece would be qualified. Now he had no good solution and could only seek truth from facts.

After just finishing the first measurement and getting the results, the workshop director surnamed Lin directly reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Then, he glanced at Yi Chuanzong strangely, then lowered his head and started measuring for the second time.

At this time, he was extremely panicked. The error was only 0.5%? He must have measured it wrong!

No matter what, there will be a result, and this result is the last thing he wants.

The spindle of a lathe has an accuracy of only five microns. Such high accuracy can reduce the error of parts produced during mechanical operation.

For mechanically produced parts, the error is generally about twenty microns.

The higher the accuracy of the lathe's spindle, the higher the accuracy of the parts processed. Generally, only level 8 fitters can produce this kind of spindle.

Now the dimensional accuracy of this inspection axis meets the standards, and the surface smoothness and position accuracy of the inner hole are all in perfect compliance with the standards.

It was just a little too perfect, with a dimensional error of five microns. How dare he reveal it? He could only measure it again.

In the assessment of a fifth-level fitter, there is an accuracy that only an eighth-level fitter can achieve. What kind of joke is this?

It must have been a coincidence!

After another measurement, the workshop director surnamed Lin sat up straight and looked at Yi Chuanzong with shock in his eyes.

The results were the same twice. This relative accuracy did not have such a small error by chance. The entire hole was circular, and the curvature of the surface was extremely difficult to control! It was not something that could be accomplished by luck at all.

No wonder you dared to say that just now, this person is not a fuel-efficient person.

There are two eighth-level fitters in the No. 3 Steel Rolling Plant. Even if they do not need to hand over tasks directly to the leaders in the factory on weekdays, the people above them still take them as treasures.

A deputy director of human resources?

If we really had this technology, we wouldn't need to make job transfers.

He does all the work that no one in the factory can do. If he dares to stumble and delay production, this kind of master can go directly to the factory director, who will naturally solve the problem himself.

"Lin Junming, what's going on? How are the measurement results?"

Director Zhang saw that there was no movement here, so he asked calmly.

Lin Junming didn't say anything for a long time. He should have passed the assessment. After all, if he succeeded, Director Sun would be much embarrassed.

He just expressed his opinion at the beginning, and then he was doing Tai Chi. There was no conflict in the language. This matter had little to do with him.

If this was the case, he hoped to hear the good news as soon as possible, otherwise Lin Junming would have to hold it in for who knows how long.

Lin Junming was still a little doubtful about life at this moment, and kept looking at Yi Chuanzong.

How old is this guy? Twenty-one? Twenty? There seems to be an eighth-level fitter master. This fitter skill is also passed down from ancestors?

He could only say dryly, "Director, he passed."

Director Sun's pupils shrank instantly. He was silent just now because he was angry that Yi Chuanzong dared to talk back.

As for this artifact, of course it will fail!

He sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and was naturally not in a hurry to know the outcome.

The more proud Director Zhang is now, the worse his face will become in a short time.

The more interested the other three directors showed, the more generous and dignified they were and the more face they showed after a few words of encouragement.

But now it works!

Director Sun suddenly turned his head, and his originally happy face was squeezed into two horizontal pieces.

His eyes were fixed on Lin Junming. This person was not from his side. He was playing tricks with him! He was looking for death, right?

Lin Junming felt innocent for a while, and could only express his apology with a sneer on his face.

He can't offend any leader here, but there are many colleagues around him. If he dares to lie, he will be even more unlucky. Maybe the leader will treat him as a punching bag and deal with him easily.

Seeing his expression, Director Sun confirmed his thoughts even more and calmed down his temper again. He said coldly: "The assessment test will be conducted twice. Let's test it on another person! Leng Xiangfu, you come!"

"yes!"

A workshop director sitting next to him quickly grabbed the workpiece and started measuring it. Lin Mingjun shrugged slightly. There were still people rushing to do this, and he might not be able to step down soon.

Director Zhang had been watching carefully. At this time, his face was also full of smiles. He turned slightly to look at the culprit this time. This kid had two brushes and was not plotted by Director Sun.

But after just one glance, his expression froze. How could this big man look so honest at this time?

The man looked at Director Sun's profile with a playful expression.

He looked over here and saw that instead of being afraid, he was smiling generously and kindly, and there was wisdom in his eyes.

He turned his eyes in the direction of Director Sun and then turned to look at him again, as if to seek cooperation?

Director Zhang is a little confused. This kid wants to join forces with him to deceive people! Is that what he means? He must have read it correctly, right?

He is a serious worker and does a good job. He is very energetic when he eats and eats!

Now he actually wants to cheat a director with him? How dare he?

Director Zhang felt shuddered and became cautious.

At this moment, he was thinking a little more. Although Yi Zhonghai did not deal with leaders such as factory directors on weekdays, it was a very simple matter if he wanted to deal with leaders.

This man is Yi Zhonghai's nephew. What does this man want to do? Just stop working and the two of them are going to cause trouble? Whose idea is this?

From the side, Leng Xiangfu's reaction was the same as Lin Mingjun's. After measuring once, he stretched out his hand to wipe his sweat, stared blankly at Yi Chuanzong for three seconds, and then quickly measured it a second time.

The result of the second measurement is naturally the same!

Leng Xiangfu's eyes were a little dull. How should he answer?

He looked at the tool in his hand. Colleagues around him were watching. It was not easy for him to damage the workpiece, but it felt very heavy when he held it.

If this answer is revealed, the leader's trust will probably be lost!

Director Sun was getting a little impatient with the wait. He urged: "What's the work efficiency? It's so slow to measure a workpiece. How will you measure the assessment results in a while? Leng Xiangfu, how is his workpiece?"

Leng Xiangfu gritted his teeth and whispered: "It's passed."

Director Sun was so angry that his nose was stiff and loose, and the flesh on his face was trembling. He still trusted Leng Xiangfu.

At this moment he also knew that he had been tricked.

If everything is normal, it is impossible to make a qualified workpiece from that workpiece! How can a defective product selected when selecting a workpiece be qualified?

This kid pointed out that he had discovered the anomaly before and changed the workpiece during the assessment. However, he didn't pay attention to it before and didn't receive any feedback later.

Thinking of Yi Chuanzong's careless look towards the high platform, he was clearly sizing him up.

As expected, the task assigned by Director Li was not very easy to complete. He was careless.

But if he dares to talk back to him, he will never let this person go. It doesn't matter anything about Director Li at the moment, it's just his own face that he can't live with.

Director Sun adjusted his mood and said calmly: "Now that you have passed, let's fill out the form. If the speed is so fast, we can also relax." He was thinking about how to handle the subsequent assessment.

Director Zhang was already on guard at this time and did not talk to him again.

On the contrary, a director sitting in the far east spoke up. He frowned and said seriously: "What is the measurement accuracy? When you filled it out, did you fill it in? How can you express fairness without exact accuracy data? This assessment is

Approval is also a production task!”

Leng Xiangfu and Lin Mingjun looked at each other, communicating with each other, ‘You say.’ ‘You say.’ ‘No, you say!’ ‘You say!’…

"Huh? Mute?"

Hearing the director's question again, the two of them said in unison: "The dimensional accuracy is exactly five microns, the surface smoothness is fully up to standard, and the relative error meets the usage conditions."

"What?"

"How many!"

"This is impossible!"

The five directors were all startled, and looked at Yi Chuanzong with strange eyes, five micrometers?
To be continued...