"The shop owner is domineering!"
Cheng Ziyang called out.
Chen Fang waved his hand to indicate that there was no need for that. Then, he looked at Ishida Akira.
Just say if you believe it or not!
Akira Ishida hesitated for a moment." Boss, I have a blueprint for the W16 here. The patent belongs to the company now. Can you produce it?"”
"When I say it's produced, it meets the design requirements.”
Ishida Akira added, afraid that Chen Fang would look like a fool.
"What are you talking about? Show me the design.”
Akira Ishida immediately turned on his computer and pulled out a document for Chen Fang to see.
"This is the one."
Zhang Puhe also came over.
"He originally only had a first draft, but after he came to our Wuling R D center, he worked with us on it. As for the patent, I've bought it now.”
"Boss Chen, what do you think? Can it be produced?”
Chen Fangxin thought that the reason why he poached Ishida Akira was because of his patent design.
Of course, Chen Fang could not understand the design on the screen.
"Send it to this email. I'll get someone to make it in three days.”
Chen Fang wrote down an email address.
It was Chen Xuanli's work email.
Since this thing had already applied for a patent, there was no need to worry about it being leaked.
"Boss Chen, can you really make it in three days? This is the W16!”
Cheng Ziyang came over and said excitedly.
This big heart was the biggest difficulty in creating a supercar.
"What do you think? Your Boss Zhang insisted on pulling me in because he likes our company's processing ability.”
Cheng Ziyang smiled.
"Of course, I also watched the Haas team win the championship. It was simply divine.”
Ishida Akira, who was standing beside Cheng Ziyang, went over to one of his assistants and asked something in a low voice.
He was probably asking about Chen Fang.
After hearing this, their expressions changed.
"Boss Chen, I really didn't expect your own company to be able to produce F1 racing cars.”
Akira Ishida was shocked.
Even the honda couldn't play F1 well.
Chen Fang smiled. This fellow, if he didn't show off his skills, he wouldn't be able to suppress you.
Zhang Puhe probably asked him to come over, saying that he wanted him to decide whether it was the V12 or the W16. In fact, he wanted to use his hand to suppress this Ishida Akira.
"Alright, just wait. I'll come back in three days.”
It didn't even take three days.
In just two days, Chen Xuanli arrived at the research and development factory with the W16 engine that he had finished manufacturing.
"Boss Chen."
When he saw Chen Fang again, Ishida Akira was much more respectful. He ran up from afar and bowed.
Chen Fang nodded in response.
Other than being a little stubborn, this guy's attitude towards him was really good.
"Is this our W16 engine?”
Akira Ishida noticed the large wooden box that was being dragged behind him.
Cheng Ziyang and the others also came over after hearing the news.
"I'll open it."
Cheng Ziyang quickly went to find some tools and began to dismantle the wooden box.
Soon, a huge engine appeared in front of everyone.
"F * ck, it's really processed.”
Cheng Ziyang exclaimed.
One could imagine how difficult it was to make this thing.
It was no exaggeration to say that he completely restricted Bugatti's delivery ability.
"Of course. Think about who our boss is. He can produce F1.”
"Look at this precision processing. It's simply a work of art.”
Chen Xuanli's processing skills were impeccable.
Otherwise, Beilin Industry wouldn't have asked Chen Fang to process military-grade diesel engines.
Akira Ishida also walked forward and gently stroked the engine.
"This is simply a work of art!"
"Oh my god, how did they achieve such precision?”
The exquisite processing ability of the country was world-renowned.
When Akira Ishida was working at Honda, he had also come into contact with many precision processing companies. Or rather, he had processed many precision parts under his hands.
However, compared to the engine in front of him, Ishida Akira felt that the so-called fine processing was not worth mentioning.
The precision of the processing was visible to the naked eye.
The stitches were smooth and smooth.
"Boss, who processed this engine? This precision is simply godly.”
Ishida Akira rushed to Chen Fang and said excitedly.
After saying that, he gave a 90-degree bow.
"Also, I apologize for my ignorance before. I only found out today that the Dragon Country's precision processing ability has actually reached such a level. It can be said that it far surpasses our country's.”
Based on the level of refinement of the engine in front of him, Ishida Akira felt that the Apex Nation would not be able to complete it.
This last step was the most difficult.
With Ishida Akira's attitude, what else could Chen Fang say?
"There, that's him. This engine was made purely by him.”
Chen Fang pointed at Chen Xuanli behind him.
Ishida Akira looked at Chen Xuanli in disbelief.
No one present could believe that such a skinny old man possessed such incredible processing ability.
At this moment, Chen Xuanli suddenly took a step forward.
"Boss, can I say something?"
"Tell me."
Chen Xuanli then pointed at the mud not far away.
"Can I polish this oil mold again? The tolerance is too big. I can't stand it anymore.”
Chen Fang was speechless.
Fine, this fellow's old habit was acting up again.
Before Chen Fang could agree, Zhang Pu and the oil sludge master invited back from abroad were unhappy.
This guy seemed to be called Jamison.
His Chinese was also quite fluent. He went forward and shouted about how big the business trip was.
"Scraper."
Chen Xuanli glanced indifferently at the excited Jamison and extended his hand.
Cheng Ziyang reacted and quickly ran to find a scraper.
Jamison crossed his arms and said,"Boss, if he breaks it, it has nothing to do with me."”
Zhang Puhe nodded and looked at Chen Xuanli curiously.
He only knew that Chen Fang had such a mechanical processing master under him, but he did not know how powerful he was.
Chen Xuanli came before the oil mold and sighed again.
Then, he started to get busy.
He glanced here and there.
His movements were also extremely practiced.
The key was his calmness, as if he knew everything.
In the beginning, Jamison was still boasting about how the oil mold was fine, but after Chen Xuanli scraped for a while, he started to stop talking.
He even took the initiative to walk up and stand by the side to observe carefully.
After 15 minutes, Chen Xuanli stopped.
He threw away the scraper and stood further away to take a look.
"That's more like it."
Chen Xuanli nodded in satisfaction. He washed his hands at the side and stood behind Chen Fang with his hands behind his back.
"Why do I feel that this oil mold seems to have become more beautiful?”
Zhang Puhe said softly.
Everyone nodded.
Even Chen Fang had the same feeling.
Actually, Chen Xuanli hadn't changed much.
It was just a little here and there. There was not much movement at all.
However, for some reason, after Chen Xuanli modified it, the originally lifeless model seemed to have suddenly come alive and became much more lively.
In layman's terms, she looked much better all of a sudden.
However, you couldn't tell exactly what was good about it.
"Master, please take me as your disciple.”
Jamison suddenly rushed over.
Shocked, Chen Xuanli hurriedly pushed her away.
"Why do all these foreigners like to take me as their master?”
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