After going upstairs, Liu Ming handed the drawings to Guo Ming, turned to Wang Xufeng and said, "Don't count on the printing room during the day. I went to Master Wang to sign up for the night shift today. Let's prepare to print the night."

In this way, Liu Ming and the other two worked overtime during the day to draw pictures, and took turns to watch in the printing room at night to draw pictures. Not only a few people's own drawings, but the drawings of other old designers in the department were also printed and handed over to Liu Ming and others to print the base picture together.

It is very tormenting to see a printer. You can only enter dozens of pieces of the printed file at a time. If you input too much, you will have to predict the amount of pictures of the paper roll. If you have no paper, you have to load the paper manually.

In this way, I couldn't sleep continuously all night. Until the third day, Lu Zhan and Guo Ming retreated, Wang Xufeng persisted until the fourth day and fell down. On the fifth day, Liu Ming finally couldn't hold on. In the morning, he fell asleep on the sofa in the printing room compartment. Until the afternoon, no one could wake him up.

Anyone who walked into the compartment to make pictures consciously took a light step, not wanting to disturb Liu Ming's sleep. The name of the iron man in the printing room quickly spread throughout the newcomer circle in the design institute.

A long time after the incident, Wang Xufeng asked Liu Ming specifically how to stay out of bed for five days and five nights. Liu Ming just said lightly that when he was in college, he had fought continuously on Star Wars.com for seven days and seven nights...

After Liu Ming had enough sleep, he opened his eyes and it was already 8:30 in the evening. He sat up and found an old-fashioned work clothes covering his body. Judging from the style, it seemed to be Director Mu's work clothes.

Liu Ming did a few simple stretching exercises, stood up and walked outward.

The corridor on the second floor was pitch black. Most of the floors were the dean's office, and they had been off work for a long time. The lights were still on in the office near the corner of the stairs. When Liu Ming approached, he heard someone arguing about something inside.

When Liu Ming approached the room and listened carefully, he found that it was the voices of Vice President Lu and Mu Qiu.

"Old Mu, don't rush to draw a conclusion first. We are still discussing this."

"What's there to discuss about this? I've been drying tape machines for decades and have never seen this thing count as being in our equipment!"

Liu Ming then heard another voice in the office and said, "It seems like we have seen this in our professional structure. When we first divided the working scope, the transfer station, corridor, truss, and high legs were all in our professional life. Which eye did you see this kind of thing? It was within our working scope?"

Mu Qiu retorted: "No matter who I work in, I only know that the workload of our department has reached saturation and there is no way to arrange any more work!"

"Director Lu, users will come to review next week. You can't tell the user that this is not within our design scope, right? We have only twenty people in a room, and we can't squeeze them down no matter how hard we squeeze them."

President Lu was silent for a moment and said to Mu Qiu: "Old Mu, the courtyard knows the difficulties of our delivery room, but you still remember what the rules set by President Liang are, right? In this way, this kind of slab and beam design is left to you, and the conditions will be as good as you can!"

"Open? Haha! What should I do? There are already eight designers working overtime in our delivery room to the hospital. If you do this, just open me! I won't serve you anymore!" Mu Qiu roared hysterically, shook his hand and went out, and went straight upstairs.

Liu Ming at the entrance of the stairs wanted to chase after him, but he heard the man in the dean's office cursing: "What a thing! The letters reported by the factory were all one foot thick. If Liang Zhihong hadn't been covering him, he would have gone out of the workshop to be a craftsman! Bah!"

"Okay, Lao Zheng, this matter is settled. You don't have to worry about it. I'll go find Liang Zhihong tomorrow morning!"

"I'm worried that Mu Qiu's grandson will run to President Liang to play crazy again. Then President Liang will cover up on him..."

"Haha, you're thinking too much, I really hope he can go crazy with Liang Zhihong."

"Okay, then please ask Luyuan! When the project is finished, I will ask my wife to cook a few dishes, so we two can drink some at home!"

"good!"

...

When Liu Ming returned to the fourth floor design hall, there was still bright lights here.

"Oh, Iron Man is awake?" A female designer who was about to look up and drink water took the initiative to tease after seeing Liu Ming. Many designers in the design hall laughed with kindness when they heard Liu Ming going upstairs.

"What? What Iron Man?" Although Liu Ming was a little confused, he truly felt the warmth of the room group.

After smiling and greeting the old designers, Liu Ming turned around and walked towards Mu Qiu's office.

"Dongdong!" "In!"

"Yo, are you awake?" Mu Qiu saw that it was Liu Ming, and the stiff lines on his face softened.

"Well, thank you, Director." Liu Ming handed over the work clothes that had been wrinkled by himself in a very embarrassed manner.

"Director, when I came from the second floor just now, I passed by Dean Lu's office."

"Um?"

"I heard that we still have a new device that has not been drawn? It just so happened that the drawings on my hand have been drawn and the printing of the drawings is finished. Why not just leave them to me to draw them?" Liu Ming said.

"What are you talking about?" Mu Qiu immediately glared at him: "That thing is a supporting steel structure installed under the tape machine, and it does not belong to our equipment professional!"

"I mean, I always talk about it so much, and time is delayed. I remember the first thing the director said to me was, if you don't look at what you say, the important thing is how you do it. Why does it become just saying it but not doing it when you get to the director himself?" Liu Ming said with a smile.

"You...you are simply nonsense!" Mu Qiu said helplessly.

"Okay, Director Mu, don't waste time, let's see how much work you have." Liu Ming crossed his hands and did a finger fuck.

Mu Qiu looked at the young man in front of him and was confused again. He had decades of work experience in this industry, but he could not understand the limits of this young man. The only thing he could see was his sense of responsibility for work and his unparalleled self-confidence.

Some people are super abilities and extremely smart, but they will never do stupid things like building towers with sand. Such people may be able to succeed easily in other fields, but in Mu Qiu's eyes, they will never be able to be an excellent engineer. Sometimes they need to have a stupid spirit.

At this time, a knock on the door sounded outside the office.

Several engineers came in and volunteered: "Director, we have almost done our jobs. Let's see if others have any work left behind."

"Yes, although we are not as fast as the newcomers in drawing, we don't want to be left behind too much."

It seems that there are quite a lot of fools in the department...
Chapter completed!